Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse With My Military System

Chapter 222 The Backup Arrives
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chapter 222 the backup arrives

echo 3-2, the only one left standing in his squad, quickly reloaded his m4 carbine. his movements were methodical, driven by training and the urgent need to respond to the threat in front of him. he knew the odds were against him, but he didn’t care. his focus was on doing whatever he could to stop crimson, even if it seemed like a futile effort.

he began firing at crimson, unloading magazine after magazine. each shot was precise, aimed with the intention to incapacitate or at least slow her down. but crimson simply stood there with her barrier in front of her. she even seemed bored by his attempts, yawning exaggeratedly and taunting him.

”is that all you can do?” she mocked, her voice dripping with disdain. ”you can keep trying, but it won’t change your fate or the fate of those in the camp.”

echo 3-2 gritted his teeth. he was running out of options, and time was not on his side. he switched to the m203 grenade launcher attached to his rifle, a last-ditch effort to make a dent in her defenses. he fired, watching as the grenade flew towards crimson, hoping against hope that this would at least force her to take him seriously.

but, just like before, crimson stopped the grenade with her blood barrier, the explosion doing nothing to harm her. she laughed, a chilling sound that echoed in the empty street.

”you really are persistent,” she said, still standing unharmed. ”but it’s useless. i won’t kill you, not yet. you will witness everything. the destruction of your camp, the end of your resistance. you will see it all.”

echo 3-2 felt a cold chill run down his spine. he knew he was outmatched, but surrender was not in his nature. he pulled out his m9 beretta pistol, and that also didn’t work. he tried stabbing her with a tactical knife but the blade simply bent upon making contact with the barrier. he was rapidly running out of options.

”look, if you can’t kill me with your assault rifles and grenade launchers, of course, there is no way you can kill me with a measly pistol and knife. you are really disappointing and stupid...”

panting heavily, echo 3-2 reached for his radio. ”this is echo 3-2, where is the godddamn backup?”

”the backup should be in your location soon, echo 3-2,” replied the oriental. and as if on cue, a whirring sound

filled the air, growing louder and more pronounced. echo 3-2’s eyes widened as he saw the ah-64 apache helicopter descending from the sky, its powerful searchlight cutting through the darkness and focusing on the scene below - on him and crimson.

the hellfire, equipped with a laser guidance system, allows for more precise targeting, crucial in this high-stakes scenario.

”target locked.”

”fire.”

with a press of a button, the hellfire missile was launched. the missile accelerated rapidly, its trajectory aimed directly at crimson. the speed of the hellfire gave it an edge over the slower chain gun rounds, offering a better chance of hitting the elusive target.

crimson, sensing the incoming missile, tried to increase her speed even further, becoming a blur as she attempted to evade the attack. however, the hellfire was relentless, its guidance system tracking her movements.

the missile closed in, and for a moment, it seemed as though it would hit its mark. but at the last possible second, crimson managed to move just enough for the missile to miss her directly. the hellfire exploded nearby, the force of the blast sending a shockwave through the area.

”enough of this!” crimson yelled and with a grunt, the blood that pooled beneath the corpses of echo 3-2’s squad suddenly erupted, forming solidified stakes that shot up toward the ah-64 apache.

the apache pilot, caught off guard by this unexpected attack, attempted evasive maneuvers. however, the stakes were too high and too many. three of them pierced the helicopter in quick succession – one through the cockpit, another through the engine, and the third through the tail rotor.

the impact was catastrophic. the helicopter, now severely damaged, struggled to stay airborne for a few more seconds before it became clear that it was a losing battle. flames began to engulf the aircraft as it started to spin out of control, its rotor system compromised.

the apache hit the ground, sending a fireball and debris scattering in all directions.

”echo 3-2 to oriental crown, guardian 0-5 is down! i repeat, guardian 0-5 is down.”

”copy that, echo 3-2, don’t worry, there’s still more coming your way.”

when oriental crown declared that, echo 3-2 heard a jet engine screaming overhead and the earth beneath him rattling.