Novel & Cerita Weapon System In Zombie Apocalypse

“Roofrat, what’s the emergency? Over.” Carson doesn’t hesitate to relay the bad news. A horde was coming. ____________________________________________________________________________ Two soldiers, Linum and Bart, went outside according to their superior’s commands. Linum carried a high-powered shotgun that would help him against nearby enemies, such as a horde of husks. Bart was equipped with a military-grade assault rifle which would help in the long and medium range. While they had their main weapons, the two of them carried standard gear but since the rebellion considered them to be a suicide squad, they were given low-quality items that could break or stop working at any time.

However, the strange sensation caused by the impact of the two different types of weapons made Rio's arm hurt from time to time. In the third minute Rio struggled to swing his ax again. There were too many opponents to face. His ax stopped in midair when he suddenly jerked forward. Red blood gushed out from his mouth. He stared down stiffly. The last thing Rio saw in his life was the tip of creese piercing his chest. The creese was then pulled by force and Rio fell to his knees. The hole the weapon had left in Rio's back hissed as if it had just caught fire. Without waiting for anything else, the gang then looked for something in the body of the dead Rio. When finished, one of them shook his

LILY’s POV “The greatest victory is that which requires no battle.” ― Sun Tzu, The Art of War The warehouse is dark as it is cold with only a few swinging overhead lamps to give light to the place. I stand next to Russo as one of our men yanks open one of the many wooden crates around to reveal stacked firearms and weaponry ranging from the lightweight Smith and Wesson, Colt M1911 and sawed-off shotguns to heavyweights like the military Browning automatic rifles.

Kinsley immediately senses what’s going on. “Not fair! I can’t mind-link!” Kayleigh wraps her arms around Cillian but unwraps them as soon as she realizes I’m still here. I’m also getting tired watching Kayleigh dote on him. I can only bear so much pain. *Shut the fuck up and listen. Obviously, silver weapons are the number one ammunition we can use to kill them. My pack has been attacked just a few days before yours. Zerdan advised my dad to use Mountain Ash berries and Wolfsbane-infused silver bullets or ammunitions.*

The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere. Dustin screamed and ran for the third floor. Emilia tried to go after him, but she was blocked by another zombie. As she dodged desperately, her arm was slashed by the zombie. Now. I squeezed the trigger. My bullet went through the zombie's skull with precision. Black blood spurted from it, and the zombie collapsed with a thud. Emilia froze, looking in the direction my bullet came from. I fired again, taking out the threat to her left.

I nod and turn back to Zane. It killed me to let this Quinn thing go, but for now, keeping our plan a secret from her would have to be enough. "Deal. And you have to promise that you won't go telling her our plans the second she starts asking you about it." "Pinky swear." "Alright." I nod and move to sit back down on my stool. "In regard to the weapons thing, I'm thinking about crossbows. A group of panthers can hide in the trees with them and pick off who they can from up there, while another group handles the ground. The ground fighters should have handheld weapons. My guards in particular aren't used to using weapons, so I don't think giving them Glocks and assault rifles is a good idea."

Clif approached Zayden and whispered, "Sir, the weapons sent from the US headquarters have arrived." Zayden nodded in understanding and got up from his seat. Clif understood what Zayden meant, even though the man didn't say anything. Clif walked after Zayden from behind. They had waited patiently for the promised shipment of weapons from the AS' headquarters, and the time had come to pick them up. Zayden steadily made his way towards the warehouse housing the weapons. When Zayden arrived at the warehouse, he was astounded to see the mountains of promised weapons. A wide variety of the best weaponry for this war lay in front of him. The arsenal included not only rifles and pistols, but also s

"Most importantly, low-level zombies are easy to deal with, but what about Third Rank or Fourth Rank ones? The effectiveness of firearms against High-level zombies and mutated plants and animals is still unclear." "So, when we’re fighting zombies, we should always prioritize melee weapons, with firearms as a secondary option. Superpowers should always be every Superpower User’s ace in the hole." Lynn Shelby and Kevin Keane glanced at me. Her understanding of various apocalyptic situations and her level of preparation are just too thorough. She must have experienced something, or maybe she has a special precognitive ability. That’s the only way she could know so much. But since Nerida wasn’t

My mind went into a downward spiral, thinking up ways to survive a crazy, zombie apocalypse. 1.) Machetes instead of guns, that way I won't run out of ammo. 2.) Find reliable allies. Let's see, Rick has Daryl in The Walking Dead and Roberta has Addy in Z-Nation. Ok, so I guess werewolf friends would come in handy if there's ever an outbreak - but can a werewolf become a zombie? SHIT! I don't think I'd survive a zombie-werewolf apocalypse.

The shelter’s main gate collapsed, and a tide of zombies poured inside, roaring and screeching. “Honey, this one’s on you.” I hid behind her and pointed at the incoming swarm. Ruth raised her hand without a trace of emotion. As a deep, dull hum filled the air, the dozen zombies charging in front exploded instantly into clouds of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered across the walls. The zombies behind them hadn’t even had time to react before a horrifying force crushed them flat into pulp. This was the S-class ability—gravity manipulation. It was the ultimate wipe-out skill.