My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 885

Chapter 885: Chapter 885 Gale City

Not long after, the Commander General, Rose in tow, departed from City B. With Rose now part of the team, their journey back to the Capital went smoothly. She didn’t hesitate to display her awakened ability along the way, making sure even the soldiers remained in line. Although many were already under the Demonic Insect’s control, her presence was enough to make them think twice before doing anything that might jeopardize HOPE Base.

While the Commander General continued playing his part as a show for the President, Rose was free to move around and investigate different parts of the Capital’s base. Since the President’s attention was mostly fixed on the Commander General, because he knew better than anyone how dangerous he could be, he kept a close watch, unsure how long the Commander General would remain loyal.

This worked in their favor. With the spotlight on the Commander General and his officers, they subtly stirred just enough activity to keep that attention in place... while Rose carried out her mission behind the scenes.

While everyone else was busy following the plan, Jason, who had returned to his own camp in Gale City a little earlier, was now back in the field, leading his team to gather as many crystal cores as possible.

"Push the zombies toward this area, then spread out!" Jason barked, his voice cutting through the loud growls.

He charged forward, slamming into a zombie’s midsection like a rugby player, flipping it to the ground with brute force. Without missing a beat, he drove his dagger straight into its skull.

’Damn, this cured meat is insane,’ he thought, feeling the power thrumming through his veins. His stamina felt endless. He and his men had been hunting for over two hours now, and all it took was a few strips of the cured meat to keep them going like machines.

It wasn’t just stamina; the slight boost in strength gave him a serious edge. He was tossing zombies around, smashing heads, and cutting through the horde like it was nothing. As long as he kept it one-on-one with lower-level zombies, he never lost ground.

So, Jason and his team had agreed to only target low-level zombies. They stationed a few men on the rooftops to keep watch from above, scanning for anything out of the ordinary. If they spotted a zombie that looked suspicious or abnormal, the standing order was simple: run and avoid contact.

While staying in the HOPE Base, they’d learned about the classification of zombies, especially the mutated ones. These weren’t your average shambling corpses; they were faster, stronger, and far more dangerous.

"Shit! Captain! There’s a zombie crawling up the side of a building like damn Spider-Man! It looks hideous!"

And just as Jason was thinking about mutated zombies, one showed up, like some devil answering a call. His scout’s voice crackled through the comms, urgent and shaken.

"Fall back! Everyone, retreat on my five!" Jason shouted, finishing off the zombie in front of him before digging out its crystal core with practiced precision. His eyes swept over his team, confirming they were all pulling back as ordered.

Then, he glanced in the direction of the low growl echoing in the distance. No time to waste.

He turned on his heel and ran, not toward their camp, but in the opposite direction. They’d learned enough by now not to lead a mutated zombie straight to their base. Some of those things were rumored to be as smart as predators, calculating, relentless, and capable of tracking prey.

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