Zombie Apocalypse: Creation-Chapter 518: Battle for Changsha

Two minutes later...

"We're in position. Over."

"Everyone, get ready."

As soon as Xiaoyun finished talking, he could hear loud horns that were already starting to go off.

From all three directions—left, right, and center—every single one of the trucks and cars floored their gas pedals in a matter of seconds.

Not a single vehicle remained on the streets ahead, not even the one that Xiaoyun came in with.

Only a thousand soldiers and a few MG-42 machine guns were mounted on the ground as the sole defensive setup.

"Should we get moving now?" Kate nervously asked, noticing the majority of the soldiers had entered the barricaded buildings.

"You can go if you want... I want to test something first——"

"Honk! Honk! Honk!"

Xiaoyun's voice was quickly overshadowed as a few trucks began honking a few streets block ahead.

"You... Whatever. You better not do anything stupid."

Just as Kate was about to head inside one of the buildings, she suddenly felt some sort of fabric being thrown onto her back.

"I won't."

Kate didn't turn around or say anything, grabbing the fabric on her back before entering the building.

"Colonel Feng here. Commander, why are you still on the sidewalk?"

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The walkie-talkie rang, asking the same question that Kate had just asked earlier.

"Just focus on your task. Do not worry about me. I repeat, anyone who goes against this order will be court-martialed. Over."

As Xiaoyun ended the message, it was quickly followed by even more messages coming from the trucks.

"Task Alpha is coming back in three minutes!"

"Task Beta is coming back within a minute!"

With the constant sound coming out of the walkie-talkie, Xiaoyun decided to put it into full radio silence.

"Commander, you shouldn't be on the battlefield with us." One of the nearby soldiers raised his concern.

Several soldiers nodded in agreement, with more joining in as the truck horns began to reappear in the distance.

"Am I the commander, or are you the commander?"

None of the soldiers spoke up again, falling into silence as their major signaled them to keep their mouths shut.

"Sorry, Commander. It's a bit hard to get the radio message across with all these horns sounding off."

"No problem."

Seeing Xiaoyun determined to stand with the soldiers, the major shifted his attention back to the front line.

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As the sun continued to be near the horizon, the soldiers could already see the moon in the sky.

Everyone standing by the windows of the skyscrapers was in silence, all waiting for the inevitable to arrive.

Some of their palms were filled with sweat, but they didn't dare to wipe them on their shirt.

Their body resting against the flipped office table, the rifles aimed down through the broken glass window.

They could all see their commander in chief standing down below, next to the brave soldiers acting as bait.

Many of them wanted to question their superiors and ask why Xiaoyun was standing there, but they were all met with cold faces.

None of them were willing to touch the word "court martial," especially after witnessing some of their peers disappear.

The official answer they got was corruption. But many of them didn't feel it was severe enough to be discharged from the military.

"Everyone ready!"

The Colonel's loud voice didn't wake everyone up, but the truck horns afterward were more than enough.

"Honk! Honk! Honk!"

As the trucks sped down the street, hundreds of thousands of zombies could be seen in the distance.

What was supposed to be a truck sound was being replaced by the zombie's growls.

"Ready up!"

Each captain yelled out at the same time, their earpieces attached to the walkie-talkie.

Every second for the soldiers in the building was a grueling wait, watching the soldiers down below shooting at the zombies.

They were all waiting for the Colonel in their buildings, for the signal to start blasting.

Soon, a second truck arrived as the captain's face started to look a lot more excited.

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"Commander! We're going to retreat to the buildings!"

As soon as the Major yelled it out, Xiaoyun remained on the sidewalk, with no signs of leaving.

"You guys retreat. Do not worry about me. This is an order."

Several of the nearby soldiers looked over to the Major for the order, but he shook his head in the end.

"Commander, Good luck."

As Xiaoyun watched the last few soldiers enter the building, he remained outside on the sidewalk.

With a blink of an eye, he was somehow standing where two of the MG-42s were mounted.

Throwing his rifle aside, he started holding down the trigger, firing all the bullets remaining at the zombie horde ahead.

It barely made a dent in the number as a third truck drove past him, dragging more zombies than the street could even handle.

"Commander, we're firing!"

"Go for it."

As soon as the first bullet gets fired from the building, Xiaoyun yanked both of the MG-42s off the wooden platform.

"Time for a little warmup."

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Despite Xiaoyun still being down on the street, the soldiers were still ordered to fire as the zombie made it to the first checkpoint.

They all purposely avoided where Xiaoyun stood, but he vanished in the blink of an eye.

"What the fuck——Ouch!"

One of the soldiers couldn't believe his eyes, only to be slapped on the head by a soldier with the rank of corporal.

"Don't stop firing! What are you doing?"

"Sorry!"

The soldier quickly resumed his gun, holding down the trigger as he tried to look for Xiaoyun.

To his surprise, he was a few steps out of the platform, just narrowly avoiding the zombie that had swarmed where he had stood earlier.

"God damn, how is commander holding two of those in his hand?" One of the soldiers murmured to himself as he reloaded his gun.

"That shit's recoil is such a motherfucker." Another soldier commented as he yelled back.

"Stop talking. Focus on the fight!"

A nearby Sergeant quickly shuts their conversation off, but all the nearby soldiers could see what was happening.

Xiaoyun stood alone on the street in front of all the zombies, with every vehicle driving down the center.

There was not a single bit of fear, casually taking a few steps back with his two MG-42s continuously firing.

"Mutants!"

As one of the soldiers on the right yelled out loud, everyone's attention was hooked onto it for a second.

"Focus on your section! 56th Regiment, deal with the mutants!"

The Colonel's message was quickly transcribed by the various captains, ending the soldiers' worries.

"What is Commander Xiaoyun doing this for?"

One of the Major wondered as he watched more and more mutants start to appear on the streets.

Four buildings firing was soon turning into six, leaving only ten more buildings remaining on standby.

"Tank at eleven o'clock on the back——"

Before the soldier could finish yelling it out, a rocket was already being fired right towards them.

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Meanwhile, back on the ground...

Xiaoyun's arm was still holding onto the two MG-42s' tripods in each hand, firing for what felt like almost an hour.

In reality, it has only been less than ten minutes, with only twenty trucks driving by him so far.

There was still way more to come with wave after wave of zombies. But his mind was starting to feel a little exhausted.

"Shit!"

His hand was forced to throw his guns away, as the barrels were beyond overheating from the nonstop firing.

Taking a few steps back, he quickly pulled out his pistol before eliminating a hunter mutant attached to a light pole.

Every shot was a precision shot, landing on the zombie's head as he sensed the zombie wanted him dead.

As more time passed, his blood rushed into various parts of his body, but it was nowhere near the active feeling he once had.

The feeling of being suppressed. Almost fear. The feeling of being overwhelmed by The Mutant.

Basic zombies were just not cutting it. None of the special mutants in front of him was threatening enough.

For the first time since forever, his mind thought of fighting the zombies in melee rather than using his gun.

"Commander, you're getting too close to the crossfire."

The radio signal immediately snapped Xiaoyun back to reality, leading him to take a few steps back.

Before he could take the time to reload, his eyes suddenly catches something in the corner.

With zero hesitation, he immediately jumped to the right, narrowly dodging a long, slithering tongue right before his eyes.

"What the fuck was that?"

As Xiaoyun's hand reloaded his gun, his eyes were tracing back where the attack came from.

To his surprise, it was a new mutant—a mutant with several tongue-like objects sticking out of its head.

Smokes were coming out of its mouth, with the long slither tongue it used to attack already disconnected.

The moment he finished reloaded and was about to fire, a soldier's bullet had already arrived inside the smoker's skull.

"That's a smoker... Right?"