Z O M B I E S Fired Up นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Before long, I felt my hands grow so numb that I could barely move them. I was so cold. I knew I had messed up. I would never dare covet my younger brother Beckett Walker's food again—not even a whiff of it. Suddenly, the piercing wail of a red alert echoed through the entire base. It was a Code Red—the highest-level zombie horde invasion! I could hear panicked screams, frantic footsteps, and the deafening roar of heavy gunfire. I summoned every ounce of strength I had left to shout, my voice trembling and stuttering from the cold. "Dad! Mom! Let me out! The zombies are here!"

I could hear sickening thuds echoing across the air as the hulking zombies jumped onto the roof and tore the machine gun turrets apart with their harder-than-steel claws. "Help! Go away, you monsters! Go away!" "Jason, I'm sorry! I'll open the door! Please, save me!" Jasmine and Wade's screams and pleas came from within the vehicle, but the thick layer of armor stopped their voices from traveling too far. Soon, the zombies' deafening roars drowned out their pleas. The vehicle was nothing but a sitting duck for the zombies. Meanwhile, I hid in the shadows of the ruins, watching the scene unfold with vindictive satisfaction. My eyes held nothing but indifference as I held the blue-colored orig

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.

RATATATATAT—! The heavy machine gun spat fire, and the bullets tore into the massive Tier 2 zombie—but they only drew a few splatters of blood. And they only made it angrier. "ROOOAAAR—!!!" The Tier 2 zombie roared, hurling its steel I-beam like a javelin. WHOOSH—CRUNCH! A dirt bike trying to turn was flattened—rider and all—into a smear of meat. Screams, gunfire, and monstrous roars echoed through the once-silent factory.

Fiona's fingernails had left deep crescent marks on the soft skin of his arm. Touching my child was the one line nobody could cross. Every protective instinct I had ignited at once. I grabbed a fistful of Fiona's hair and was about to drag her down when Jasper kicked me to the floor. "Are you ever going to stop?" he shouted. "You're acting like a lunatic." He grabbed the glass from the nightstand and smashed it over my head. The world tilted. Blood ran down my forehead in a warm, steady stream, dripping onto the white floor one drop at a time. Whatever was left inside me died in that moment.

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

In this critical moment, the tension reached its peak, and we were ready to fight the approaching zombie swarm. With a firm voice, the second assault squad responded, “Action ready, Beta!” Simultaneously, the underground traps activated. A powerful explosion echoed out, shaking the surrounding ground. The unbelievably loud sound of the explosion made my heart beat faster. As the ground beneath the zombies' feet began to crack, my lips grinned in satisfaction. We trapped them back into the ground, disappearing in the suddenly opened cracks. However, my excitement didn't end there. The cannon squad soon activated a bomb that exploded the bodies of the zombies. The fusion of cannonballs with gu

‘MATE! Well, holy shit! I would have thought this was a dream, had it not been for the fact that her mouth has also dropped, just like mine. She can feel it too! How come we didn’t feel it until now? How come we didn’t sense that back in the alley? Or even a few minutes ago? ‘WHO CARES! GO TO MATE!’. Zaire yells in my head, loud enough to make me flinch.

I didn't have time to explain everything over the phone. In the end, Emmett chose to believe me. "Alright. I'll buy them right now." After the zombie apocalypse descended on the world in my previous life, guns were hailed as the most important weapons when it came to fighting off the zombies. As a result, survivors often fought over them desperately throughout the apocalypse. Zombies couldn't feel pain at all, so normal attacks did nothing to halt them in their steps. Only by putting a bullet in their head could they be completely annihilated.

I said as I folded my fingers. “We might as well kill the infected and burn the bodies.” Alpha Jacob said as Donna glared at him. “I know the situation causes fear and panic which is why no one knows of this till today and it will remain within us. However,” Donna stood up as her eyes pierced into Jacob’s eyes. “It doesn’t give you any right as alpha to oppress your pack because of a disease we can’t detect. If you kill a pack member who is not infected, you could instigate a domestic war and influence the infected to manipulate the situation. They are increasingly more intelligent than you give them credit for.”