Leader Shi stood on the wall, looking down at the scene below. His hands were still shaking. He could not believe what he had just witnessed.
The battlefield was no longer a battlefield. The zombies were gone, scattered into dust and broken bones.
The ground was filled with crystals, shining faintly under the moonlight. Soldiers from Hope Base walked slowly, their steps calm, as if they had just returned from a stroll and not from a deadly fight.
"Is this… is this really happening?" Leader Shi whispered to himself.
Han Zhu, standing beside him, was equally shocked.
"Leader, I have fought many battles in my life, but I have never seen anything like this. Those soldiers… they are like gods."
Leader Shi nodded slowly. "Yes… gods with rolling pins and spatulas."
Down below, some of the Hope Base soldiers were sitting right on the battlefield.
One soldier took out a piece of roasted meat from his pocket and ate it.
