Post Apocalyptic Soldier Novels & Stories

Dan immediately fell silent. In the days that followed, I didn’t rush to kill them. After all, in an apocalypse where supplies were scarce and manpower even scarcer, labor was a valuable resource. I fitted both of them with electronic shackles and put them to work, clearing zombies around the villa complex, tending the vegetable garden, and doing laundry.

However, regardless of how much he rubbed his eyes, the result was still the same. The Genetic Fighters and military troops of the Tranquil Nimbus Base City were stunned. ‘With just a punch, and the hundreds of Dark Races all vanished?’ It was at that moment, two other people showed up, a man and a lady. Naturally, the man was Lucas York and the lady was Lola. “Attack.” Lucas ordered the Apocalyptic Legion. He activated the Fusion Grid in his mind and started fusing. “Sophy upgraded to a Rank 8 Celestial Honorable Ranked Zombie.”

“You gonna tell me what happened, kiddo?” “Maybe someday, Dad,” she admitted. “Maybe someday when it doesn’t hurt so much.” “Fair enough, honey. Just know you can always talk to me.” “I know,” she’d squeezed his hand. “I know, Daddy.” “There’s one thing I feel like you need to know, Sarah.” “What?” Marty hesitated, then looked into her eyes. “I talked to Patrick Fresco yesterday. Tim’s unit deployed to Afghanistan last week.” *** “Are we having fun yet?” Dack called down to Tim from the gunner’s turret as they rode.

There a water source but it is contaminated of zombie virus when the apocalypse arrived. In a military area for practicing gun-shooting, marching and strategies - has also 3 hectares for all military personnel. They have plenty of weapons such as tanks, knives, explosives and etc. However, only few military personnel are inside because other military officers have missions to complete before the apocalypse. Who would have thought that an apocalypse happens? Well, someone predicted the coming of apocalypse five years ago but no one believed him so they cannot just blame him, right?

Through the scope, I could clearly see Emilia's face. She had lost weight. There were heavy dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were cracked and bleeding. But she was still commanding, still fighting, and still the unyielding "Captain Campbell". Only this time, her team was falling apart. A high-tier zombie broke through the fire line and lunged at a young soldier. Emilia turned and shot at the zombie, hitting it squarely in the shoulder, but the bullet didn't stop it. The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere.

He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity. “Miss Vale?” I looked at him. “I’m Adrian Bellini. My family funds part of Professor Shaw’s closed project. She asked me to make sure you got back safely.” I remembered Professor Shaw mentioning the Bellini family once during a project meeting, but I had never met him before. “Hello, Mr. Bellini,” I said. Behind me, Dante did not follow. This time, I did not look back. The car door opened. Beyond the city, the institute waited: the lab, the project, the life I had once thought I would never live long enough to claim.

The other soldier who watches the scene of carnage through his binoculars agrees with his friend. As power-users are not that hard to find in this post apocalypse world where many laws of the world were twisted and changed beyond what they used to be. The knowledge and understanding regarding the power user have become common knowledge, and they know that when power-users overuse their power. That power-users need to rest for some time before they can use their power again. “Here they come!” A shout from their captain immediately silenced their interaction and made them focus on the current situation as the one who manned the turret waited for the order to fire from their captain for full ef

After returning to Camp Arthor, I settled all of Sasha's paperwork and placed her at the hospital while Leo stayed by my side and followed me around. "You know that you don't have to keep following me around, don't you? I'm just a regular researcher now," I said with a sigh. After arriving at this base camp, the water crisis had been temporarily resolved for now. But there was an even greater challenge on the way, and it required more attention. Every researcher was desperately trying to find a way to end the apocalypse.

Not stopping at that, Major Amanda Cromdor, herself set’s out of her designated APV, and pulled out her SCAR rifle and personally shoot the enemies on top of the wall. With her on the lead, all of the 6th division soldier also got out of the APV, so fast yet in a very orderly manner, that it stunned those that were looking at them. The moment the soldier got out, all of them lined up perfectly, in line with the slow advancing APV, whilst they took out their Rifles and also start firing in unison, together with their Major. The Wizards, archers and many of the Ranged damage dealer, in the other faction soldiers were immediately stunned by this display of magnificent shows by Aeternum troops.

But not all of them were lifeless. A low groan echoed nearby. Cassian reacted first, rushing forward. He dropped to his knees beside a fallen soldier, a young man clad in the royal guard’s uniform. His armor was cracked, his face streaked with dirt and blood, but his eyes fluttered open as Cassian gently turned him over. “You’re alive,” Cassian murmured, relief breaking through his hardened expression. The soldier’s gaze was unfocused, but then recognition flickered. “Sir…” His voice was weak. “The Rift… it’s gone?”