Todos los capítulos de The Endgame Chronicles: Capítulo 551 - Capítulo 560

The truck jolted hard and suddenly locked up.Someone filthy and soaked in grime had just fallen right in front of the loader.The machine was equipped with a live-detection safety system. The second a living person stepped into its clearing range, it automatically shut down.Sitting high above the street, Hayley looked down at the figure sprawled on the pavement.He was bundled head-to-toe in six thick layers of winter clothing, the fabric stacked so thick and bulky that there was no way to tell how old he might be. Judging by his frame alone, he appeared to be a grown man.There hadn't been many zombies along this stretch of road. Dressed like that, he blended in perfectly. No one could tell he was alive until he hit the ground.The fall drew the scattered zombies from both sides of the street.They shuffled closer, jaws hanging open. Years old and long dried out, their mouths gaped wide, but no blood came out, just dark brown rot. Their faces were riddled with sores and holes

"Yeah, look at their gear. That truck's customized. They've got to be from another base, out scavenging.""If they find us, they'll take all our supplies!""They'll kill us, too!""So what do we do? Mr. Ortega's not back yet!""You three stay here and keep watching them. Don't let them spot us. The rest of us will go find Mr. Ortega."A group of seventeen-year-olds argued in hushed, urgent voices on the rooftop."Okay.""Yeah."After they split it up, three of them ran off. The other four stayed behind, lying low near the edge of the roof. They watched as Hayley climbed down from the truck and headed into the administration building, and stiffened instantly.Inside, Hayley stepped into the office building.She remembered this school for a reason. Back when people still used the radio to organize raids, this place had come up more than once. It was a private school with no summer break. It was under strict lockdown management year-round, which meant supplies.The school h

Bang!Hayley kicked the metal door clean off its frame.Force solved most problems.A lock might stop zombies, but it wasn't stopping her.She stepped out onto the rooftop where she had just seen people.Strangely, it was empty. There wasn't a soul in sight.As Hayley scanned for where they could've gone, a loud clang echoed from her harvester below.She rushed to the edge and looked down. Four teenagers had gathered around her truck; two boys were smashing at it with metal chairs."Hey! Knock it off!" Hayley shouted from the rooftop.They glanced up at her, then kept swinging.One girl held up a strip of cloth with words painted across it. "Leave now, or we'll turn your truck into scrap!"Hayley felt heat surge up her spine.Unbelievable. They were picking a fight on purpose!She grabbed Griffin and spun toward the stairwell, ready to go down and settle it.That was when the school bell rang. The sharp chime cut through the air.Why was the bell ringing?The teenagers

More snarling zombie students poured out behind the first wave, trampling over the ones who had fallen.They stomped over bodies that were still trying to crawl up, grinding them back into the glass-covered floor. Rotten flesh tore even further under sharp shards.They didn't slow down, groaning while running excitedly.As they rushed down the hall, more crashes echoed from the classrooms ahead.One room after another exploded open. Students who had been locked inside for years finally broke through. They flooded into the hallway in batches.Every face was pale and webbed, with black veins. Everybody showed bite marks. Almost none of them were whole.One girl at the front had half her skull missing. As she ran, thick gray fluid sloshed out of the open cavity, trailing down her temple."Raarh!"Hayley stood at the stairwell, took one look at the wave coming, and grabbed Griffin.They bolted down the stairs.By the time she reached the fourth floor, she could already see zomb

Hayley turned toward the window.At some point, the zombies outside had scattered. The hallway beyond the glass was empty.Suddenly, a book was smacked on her desk."Focus on your book!"Hayley blinked."Don't look anywhere else. Just study!"Andrew had already snapped into position at the front, spine straight, face serious. He started reciting at the top of his lungs."Aufgeben. Aufgeben..."Hayley stared at the Dreutsch textbook in front of her. She had no words.Then, she felt a gaze from outside the door.It wasn't just a look; it was pressure. The kind that used to make your shoulders lock up when a teacher stood behind you in school.The stick wedged in the handle suddenly dropped. The handle pressed down, and the door swung open."Aufgeben..."The four students raised their voices even louder, chanting the first word like their lives depended on it.Footsteps entered the room.Hayley focused, but there was nothing. Her mental energy couldn't detect a presence. Wh