Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

After the helicopters took off from the aircraft carrier, they all flew at very low altitudes, and the loud noise of the propellers firmly attracted the attention of the zombies on the beach.

More than a dozen helicopters flew overhead, and the strong winds caused them to sway and collide with each other.

"Hehehe—!"

The zombies stretched their gray faces toward the sky, their nails black, curved, and sharp, and roared angrily, their eyes following the helicopter.

Once the helicopters had all flown over, the enormous noise receded into the city. The zombies turned and ran after them, turning the rear of the horde into the front, chasing after the helicopters. For a moment, the city was filled with the sound of dense footsteps.

Before long, the zombies that had gathered on the beach disappeared without a trace.

Shenhe and his team's mission target was not a coastal city, but rather a place far from the coast, in order to prevent anything from the sea from landing and attacking the land.

But he didn't know which city Shenhe it was. Even if he knew the city name, it wouldn't matter. He had stayed in Hanzhou City his whole life and had never traveled far from home. He didn't know any of the places.

The operation was first launched in Liuzhou, the city closest to the fleet on the coast. More than a dozen helicopters spread out and flew slowly at low altitude, skimming between buildings. The wind stirred up by the rotors swirled dust, leaves and plastic everywhere.

The zombies on the street were attracted by the sound, all raised their heads, and then roared as they ran after the plane.

In the buildings along the street, zombies kept breaking through the glass and jumping out of the windows, falling into the sea of ​​corpses.

A considerable number of mutated zombies scrambled across the building's surface, their狰狞 faces staring at the helicopter.

The aircraft deliberately kept their speed low, allowing the roar of their engines to echo repeatedly through the concrete jungle.

The goal is to lure all the zombies hiding in every corner of the city and lead them out of the city step by step.

Seeing an opportunity, Shenhe started attracting the zombies to ask Tiger a question. Only then did he learn that the military was clearing out zombies from two cities.

One is the majority of the zombies in Liuzhou City, which is close to the sea base, and the other is Beichuan City, which has been chosen as a land base.

Shenhe didn't care; he wished they would blow up all the zombies in the city so he could get away with it.

A dozen helicopters circled slowly over Liuzhou for half an hour, their engines roaring through every street and alley. After confirming that few zombies had escaped, they turned around and flew towards a pre-selected plain on the outskirts of the city.

It was an endless expanse of farmland, with rows of corn, soybeans, and peanuts intertwined. Unfortunately, before the crops could even mature, they had already been ruined beyond recognition.

Many mutated animals gnawed on the fruits of these crops, and many field ridges had long been trampled to pieces by zombies.

Before long, helicopters emerged one after another from the steel jungle, and what followed was a sight that no one would ever forget.

From above, hundreds of thousands of rotting figures ran wildly through the streets, their chaotic footsteps, piercing car sirens, and hysterical screams mingling together, making the city feel like boiling water, bubbling and gurgling.

All the main roads leading out of the city were completely blocked by hordes of zombies, with long lines of zombies crawling forward.

As they ran, some of the more seriously injured zombies kept shedding rotten flesh, broken bones, and internal organs, which splattered onto the road and oozed out dark brown pus. The pungent stench could be carried for miles by the wind.

The overwhelming stench attracted swarms of flies, which swarmed forward like dark clouds, their buzzing wings even drowning out the distant growls of the zombies.

The half of the city near the outskirts transformed in the blink of an eye from tranquility into a living hell.

Soon, the zombie horde surged out of the city.

At the very front are the fastest mutated zombies, zombie dogs, zombie cats, and various mutated animals.

Behind them were endless ordinary zombies! At the very back were a bunch of enormous zombies! There were also some zombies that Shenhe had never seen before, mixed in with the horde.

The scene was so spectacular that Shenhe couldn't resist taking out a camera and starting to record it, so he could show it to Tongtong and the others when he got back.

Tiger opened the hatch, making the recording clearer for Shenhe. "It's spectacular! Much better than a movie, Brother Shen, you have to send me a copy when you get back!"

"OK."

A dozen helicopters hovered in the air, their massive engines roaring. To the zombies, they were guiding lights, and the horde of zombies in the city rushed toward them at breakneck speed, gradually entering the designated location.

Time passed second by second, and the once lush green vegetable garden was now devoid of vegetables. Almost all the corn stalks were crushed and flattened, and the peanut and soybean vines were trampled to pieces. The field was teeming with zombies.

The zombies were packed tightly together, with no space between them. Unless the horde of zombies moved in a large-scale manner, they could hardly even turn around.

In other words, zombies can't get pregnant, otherwise they'd be so crowded...

Wang Chen, aboard Seagull One, gripped the control lever, his gaze sweeping over the dense horde of corpses covering the farmland below, his fingers pressing the communication button with slight force.

A crackling electrical noise flashed through the communication channel.

"Captain Xu, this is Seagull One. The horde of zombies drawn out from the Liuzhou direction has all entered the designated strike plain on the outskirts of the city. The area has been searched and no friendly units have mistakenly entered. The strike environment is confirmed to be safe."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the data calculated by the onboard equipment, his tone tinged with excitement.

"On-site measurements indicate that the horde of corpses covers an area of ​​approximately eight square kilometers, with an extremely high density. Requesting missile coverage for elimination. Over."

Inside the bridge command room, the tactical screen was displaying real-time footage transmitted from the helicopter. The dark brown horde of zombies swarmed across the yellowish-green farmland like locusts, leaving only trampled crops and filth in their wake, until finally only the heads of the zombies were densely packed together.

Xu Zhenghui stood in front of the large screen with his hands behind his back, and picked up the communicator upon hearing this.

"Seagull One, strike clearance approved. Immediately ascend to a safe airspace of 3,000 meters and prepare for damage effect observation."

"Seagull One received! Over!"

After notifying the Seagull-1, Xu Zhenghui connected to the 10,000-ton destroyer channel and ordered the railway to be cut off decisively.

"Execute the No. 1 close-range correction coverage strike plan: twelve cruise missiles, with planned detours to shorten the flight path, equipped with cluster warheads, set to high-altitude explosive dispersion fuses, and launch immediately."

"Captain, missile parameters have been set, coordinates have been verified, and launch silo hatches have been opened!"

"emission!"

When the order was given, the 10,000-ton destroyer, which had already left the aircraft carrier fleet, launched a missile 200 kilometers away!

The hatches of all twelve vertical launch units slid open to both sides simultaneously, and a thunderous explosion resounded throughout the nearby sea!

Missiles, trailing streaks of orange-red flame, shot one after another into the sky from their vertical launch silos.

Scalding hot air jets kept shooting out, crashing onto the sea and creating a large expanse of churning white waves.