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

Just as I was pondering this, the helicopters in the direction of the city center suddenly opened fire. It wasn't ordinary machine gun strafing; all the weapons on board were unleashing their firepower simultaneously.

Shenhe raised an eyebrow and looked over in confusion, unsure of what had happened.

As the heavy machine gun barrage swept through, hordes of zombies fell to the ground. Even more impressive was the salvo from the 90mm multiple rocket launchers on board, dozens of rockets streaking with crimson flames as they crashed into the heart of the zombie horde, creating a series of explosions.

The explosion created a wall of fire several meters high, and charred limbs and bone fragments flew into the air with the blast wave.

Wasn't it said that this kind of heavy firepower wouldn't be used?

Weren't they afraid of ruining the buildings in the city?

How did they suddenly start fighting?

The powerful rocket launcher caused a fire that harmed not only the zombies in the middle of the street.

Some of the shops on both sides of the street were caught in the fire, and some were even completely destroyed by the explosion.

However, in any case, this is the military's own business; Shenhe is just gaining experience here.

"What happened? The houses have all collapsed?"

Shenhe turned around and saw Jiang Yan frowning as she got up from the ground. Her skirt was between her legs, and her long, shapely legs were tightly pressed together. She was probably afraid of exposing herself while wearing a skirt, looking very ladylike.

He reached out his hand, and Jiang Yan hesitated for a second before placing her hand in his and being pulled up by him.

"Who knows? Maybe something happened at the naval base that prompted Captain Xu to give the order."

Hearing his words, Jiang Yan nodded, but her brows remained tightly furrowed, as if she were deep in thought.

Shenhe asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yan glared at him, pursed her sausage lips, seemingly unwilling to mention it, and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just sweated a little, and my clothes were sticking to my body, feeling sticky and uncomfortable."

Shenhe looked at her fair forehead, which was free of sweat, and smiled knowingly. He raised his hand, conjured a piece of ice in his palm, and tossed it to her, "Take this to cool down."

"Who wants your stuff?"

Jiang Yan raised her hand and slapped the ice cube away. The ice cube fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, emitting white steam. The cold air drifted into her skirt, making her calves tingle with goosebumps.

She simply turned around, leaving him with only her straight back, her fair neck subtly blushing pink.

Things did indeed turn out exactly as Shenhe had predicted.

When Chen Jie piloted the Seagull III back to the naval base, he was truly astonished by the appearance of the base.

The sea was littered with the carcasses of mutated octopuses and various giant fish. A frigate had holes bitten into its side armor, and the barrels of its close-in weapon systems were bent.

The aircraft carrier's position had also shifted, and several windows on the fourth deck of the island were shattered.

There were no ordinary people on the deck, and the atmosphere among the soldiers was tense. The logistics personnel were performing maintenance on the ship.

It's no surprise that the base was attacked by marine life again, and on a larger scale than before.

This time, the superpowered Jiang Yan was not at home.

In the command center, Xu Zhenghui gazed at the countless corpses covering the sea surface, deep in thought.

The naval defenses are already in grave danger. If we continue to hold onto our ships, we will eventually be dragged down by whatever is in the sea.

We must establish a land base as soon as possible and transfer some of our personnel and supplies there.

So when the helicopter formation reported on the movement of the zombie horde in the city, he hesitated for only three seconds before giving the order.

Open fire across the entire front.

A house can be rebuilt if it collapses, but if a person is gone, everything is gone.

In the cellar.

"You bastard! You worthless scoundrel!"

Enraged, the chubby girl kicked the earthen wall hard, sending dust flying down from the top.

She had just started the zombie breeding program and was gradually catalyzing the evolution of the zombie horde. Just as the first batch of mutants was about to emerge, the planes in the sky suddenly began to bombard her relentlessly!

She wasn't feeling sorry for the ordinary zombies; she was afraid of being unlucky enough to be caught in the crossfire. If a stray bullet missed its mark and blew up the cellar, she would be buried inside.

After kicking her several times in a fit of anger, the chubby girl finally calmed down, panting heavily.

She couldn't fight them head-on! She gritted her teeth, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes. Rather than letting the horde of zombies gather here and attract fire, it would be better to send most of them out first, following the movement of the helicopters, as far away from her as possible.

Leave only a small portion scattered around the cellar as a decoy to mislead people.

Having made up her mind, she closed her eyes, and her invisible spiritual power spread out like ripples on water, seeping into the ground through the cracks in the soil and connecting with the brains of the zombies.

After giving the order, she immediately withdrew her mental energy, curled up in the cellar, and minimized her presence.

On the ground, the zombies, who had been standing stiffly like puppets and too lazy to even lift their claws, suddenly moved.

"Hehe—!"

First, their necks turned rapidly, making a cracking sound, then a low hoarse sound rolled from their throats. They straightened up, raised their heads, and took steps in the direction of the helicopter's roar, completely regaining the ferocity and blind obedience that zombies should have, and becoming more like zombies.

This anomaly was quickly detected by the pilots in the air.

"Buzz! This is Seagull No. 5. Anomaly detected! The zombie horde is acting strangely; they seem to... have regained their autonomy?"

"Buzz! Eagle Falcon Three received, same here. The horde of zombies is starting to move towards the sound source! Should we cease fire? Try leading them out of the city?"

"Buzz! Eagle Falcon 4 confirms: zombie activity has increased significantly, and they no longer seem to be under control."

"Buzz! Ceasefire recommended. Implement guidance protocol."

"Attention everyone! Cease fire! Guide the horde out of the city along the original route!"

After the order was given, all firepower ceased.

The helicopter formation climbed to a higher altitude, maintained a constant speed, and flew out of the city to guide the zombie horde.

Shenhe and Jiang Yan noticed this situation immediately. They exchanged a glance and then looked at the horde of corpses.

The helicopter flew out of the city as planned, and the zombies on the ground followed the helicopter as usual.

"Why did the Corpse King suddenly lose control?"

Jiang Yan stared at the departing tide of corpses, a look of confusion on her face.

"The Corpse King is intelligent. There are two possibilities: either it is afraid of being hit by heavy firepower, so it deliberately released the horde of corpses to keep them away from it, or the Corpse King may have been accidentally bombed to death by the planes."

Shenhe crossed his arms over his chest, one hand stroking the newly grown beard on his chin.

Jiang Yan nodded in agreement.

"What you said makes some sense. However, either way, it's advantageous for us. Once the ordinary zombies are cleared out, it will be the zombie king's turn."

"That's right, just wait." Shenhe smiled and turned to look at her. "Since we have plenty of time, how about we bet on something? Like, which area the Corpse King is hiding in?"

"No!" Jiang Yan refused without even thinking.

Shenhe sighed with feigned regret, "What a pity."

Jiang Yan glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest. She was skilled at this move because it could slightly relieve the heaviness in her chest, but it would tighten her clothes and make her curves more obvious.

The nearby zombies had long been cleared away, so the two simply sat down on the city wall.

They watched as the aircraft and the horde of zombies gradually disappeared into the distance.