The artillery kept pounding without pause, turning the whole area into a cratered wasteland. Tens of thousands of zombies fell under the bombardment.
Just when people started to think the horde was nothing special…
The zombies suddenly went berserk.
They ignored the explosions like they didn't exist and charged the riverline in a mad sprint.
"Heavy machine guns! Suppressive fire!" Colonel Mitchell didn't panic. His commands stayed crisp, steady.
Gun crews immediately shoved the heavy machine guns into position.
A second later, the air filled with a deafening roar.
The guns chewed into the onrushing horde.
Even Tier 6 zombies couldn't stand up to that kind of sustained fire.
Zombies dropped in rolling waves.
But when the front row fell, the next row filled in immediately.
The machine guns were killing fast—yet the horde still kept closing.
Not long after, zombies reached the riverbank. Without hesitation, they threw themselves into the water and started swimming across.
