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

Twelve gleaming silver missiles pierced through the white mist rising from the sea, leaving straight and conspicuous white trails in the air.

Just a few seconds after taking off, the entire swarm of missiles quickly straightened their flight attitude, their folded wings fully extended, forming a neat and dense assault formation, roaring as they sped toward the inland.

Fifteen minutes later, on the aircraft carrier.

Xu Zhenghui looked up and watched as twelve missiles flew from above the fleet toward the city.

Slowly close your eyes and quietly wait for the result.

Between the sea and the sky, only twelve trails of white smoke remained, slowly dissipating before disappearing into the distant horizon, never to be seen again.

Within Liuzhou city, survivors scattered throughout the city gradually emerged from their hiding places.

Some people pulled back a crack in the curtains, some opened the lids of trash cans to reveal terrified eyes, some crawled trembling out from under cars, their bodies covered in the blood and flesh of zombies, and some poked their heads out of the latrines...

No matter how pathetic or bizarre their entrance, they are all ordinary people struggling to survive.

They watched the zombies disappear into the distance, watched the missiles fly through the city, and didn't know what to do next.

Living in Liuzhou, they are actually much luckier than survivors in other places.

In other areas, military regions have almost completely lost their organizational capacity, and the complex environment around them has prevented them from making effective changes in time.

Liuzhou is different; it's located by the sea, and coincidentally, there's a naval aircraft carrier battle group in the waters.

Although a large number of soldiers in this navy turned into zombies in the days following the outbreak of the apocalypse, the favorable conditions allowed the remaining soldiers to survive.

These days, supplies are being delivered to Liuzhou City at fixed times every day.

Previously, the roar of the planes when they went inland to pick up people had attracted away a large portion of the zombies in the city.

But the zombie riot just now still terrified them. Many brave people who came out to search for supplies unfortunately encountered this scene. The incident was too sudden, and in order to escape the pursuit of the zombie horde, they had no choice but to use any means necessary.

Some were incredibly unlucky, extremely unlucky.

But the remaining people will soon be able to live a good life.

Fifteen minutes ago.

Wang Chen pressed the formation's public communication channel.

Wang Chen's voice rang out from the group of helicopters.

"Attention all seagull formations, this is Seagull Number One!"

"Strike order approved. All units immediately ascend to a safe cruising altitude of 3,000 meters, disperse to avoid ballistic paths, maintain observation formation, and monitor the target area below. Repeat, ascend to 3,000 meters!"

The co-pilot simultaneously issued a formation warning, adding, "Do not climb in a cluster, maintain lateral spacing to avoid the missile attack path, and after takeoff maintain visual and radar-linked observation, awaiting feedback on the bombing effect."

Short, intermittent responses came through the channel in succession.

"Seagull 2 ​​received, commencing ascent."

"Seagull No. 3 understands, pull back to the side and increase altitude."

"Falcon One received..."

One helicopter after another slowly ascended, gradually approaching the safe airspace at high altitude.

Not long after!

Inside the cabin, the tiger suddenly stretched out its paw, pointing towards Liuzhou city, and slowly uttered a sinister warning, "They're here...they're here..."

Liu Ming slapped the tiger on the back of the head. "Be serious! You're scaring me!"

Chen Jie's voice came through the earphones, "Brothers, stop arguing, the fireworks are coming!"

Shenhe has excellent eyesight, so he can see it more clearly than they can. There are twelve in total, each with a tail flame!

One after another, not on the same track, they must have been zombies pre-positioned in different locations.

Looking down at the densely packed black dots on the ground, Shenhe whispered something, then stared intently at his system panel!

"Here comes your little throwing stick..."

The missiles are incredibly fast; they were just a dozen or so dots on the horizon a moment ago, and now they're right in front of us!

High in the sky, the people in the helicopter group watched the streaks of light rapidly approaching on the horizon, and then looked down at the horde of zombies roaring in place, oblivious to the destruction. For a moment, only heavy breathing could be heard in all the cabins.

This is the first time humans have bombed zombies, and no one knows what the outcome will be.

Very quickly! The first one arrived!

The missile vibrated violently the instant it reached the target, triggering the cluster munitions' fuses precisely on time.

"Bang!"

A muffled explosion rang out from high above, the mother bomb casing shattered, and hundreds of submunitions rained down like meteors, densely covering the entire sky.

The next second, blinding flames began to ignite one after another in the horde of corpses on the plain.

Then came the sound of the explosion!

"Boom boom boom—!"

A series of explosions rang out, and orange-red fireballs rose continuously from within the horde of zombies, blasting mud, grass clippings, rotting flesh, and zombie limbs into the air.

In the horde of zombies, with each flash of fire, dozens or even hundreds of zombies were torn apart, and the horde within the blast radius was reduced to pieces.

The swarm of flies seemed to have encountered a catastrophe, scattered and fled by the fire and the shockwave, with large numbers of corpses falling like black rain, and even the buzzing sound weakened considerably.

A few seconds later.

Just after the explosion, zombies emerged from the thick smoke and dust. Many zombies were missing limbs, some had large holes blown into their chests, and some had their heads blown off, exposing their brains, yet they still crawled around howling.

With a large portion of the zombie horde gone, zombies from other areas moved here to fill the gaps.

During this time, they encountered a large number of misfired bullets, with short explosions occurring from time to time.

This is just the beginning.

The second and third cluster munitions fell in succession.

This time, the explosions within the zombie horde were no longer scattered points, but rather connected to form a massive sea of ​​fire.

The flames spread from one end of the zombie horde to the other, engulfing countless zombies in the flames.

Attracted by the sounds of explosions from all directions, they ran, roared, and struggled, but after only a few steps, they were swallowed up by the next, even bigger, explosion.

Everyone in the helicopter formation was excited.

Many people clenched their fists and waved their arms!

Many more people cheered!

"Did you see that! Did you all see that!"

"I saw it! Good! Well done!"

"Hahaha! That felt great!"

They had seen hordes of corpses, heard the screams of zombie hordes, and experienced the fear they brought, but they had never seen such a miserable scene. This was too awesome!

The farmland below has now been transformed into a massive slaughterhouse.

Hundreds of thousands of zombies were torn apart, burned, and buried in the explosion, leaving behind a ground littered with severed limbs and charred corpses.

Thick black smoke rose, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Wang Chen, aboard the Seagull No. 1, stared at the movements below and reported the situation in a hoarse yet excited voice.

"Reporting, Captain... First wave of attacks complete."

"The zombie horde suffered heavy losses, but a large number of disabled individuals still survived."

"They're still moving."