Chapter 462 Sniper Rounds
Jade didn't miss a beat. She pivoted on her heel, her movements a blur of grace and lethal intent. Her blade swept out in a wide arc, catching the first zombie across the torso.
The sharp steel sliced through rotten flesh like a hot knife through butter, cutting the creature in half. It crumpled to the ground, its upper body sliding off its legs in a grotesque display.The second zombie reached for her, its fingers clawing the air.
Jade ducked under its outstretched arms and spun again, her sword extended. The blade connected with its neck, severing the head with a clean swipe.
The head flew off, trailing a grotesque spray of dark blood, before the body stumbled and fell forward, landing with a heavy thud.
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Breathing heavily, Jade scanned the aftermath, her thoughts racing. "That should be all of them... Now, who's the shooter?" Her eyes shifted toward the massive pile of bodies outside the parking garage as a group of men, both young and old, began to emerge. Some sported bandages, suggesting recent wounds.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
As Jade wiped her brow, she noticed a streak of blood along her face—a stark reminder of the fray. Just then, a man's voice cut through the settling dust. He emerged last from the garage, his presence commanding.
"Those are some insane moves you have there, young lady. But it's best not to push yourself too much. Come with us, and we can help you bunker down until things clear up."
Jade turned toward the voice, her gaze landing on a tall figure standing about seven feet tall.
The man had a buzzed cut of blond hair and wore a suit and tie—black with a hint of white underneath. Notably, the emblem "G" was emblazoned on his tie, marking him distinctly.
His posture was relaxed yet authoritative, suggesting he was more than accustomed to crisis management.
"These must be the Gambino Gang," Jade thought to herself as the man approached.
As he drew closer, Jade noticed a strap across his chest and a heavy rifle slung behind his back. His approach was steady, but the weight of the rifle suggested readiness for continued conflict.
"Oh, you must be the gentleman who backed me up while I cleared those creatures down! You have my gratitude, but I cannot take shelter right now. I am here to assist in the disposal of all the zombies appearing," Jade responded, her tone resolute yet appreciative.
The man's expression shifted, growing cold as beads of sweat formed and dripped from his forehead. "Zo-ZZombies?" he stuttered, the word catching in his throat as if saying it made the nightmare real.
Jade noticed the change from confidence to worry in his voice and gave him a confused look. "Yeah, what do you think these things are?"
As Jade scanned the surroundings, she noticed the men standing around the tall man were now positioned defensively, their rifles aimed down alleyways and streets. Her mention of zombies had clearly unsettled them; she could see their hands trembling slightly as they gripped their weapons.
Bringing a finger to her lips, Jade muttered under her breath, "Shit, I didn't fully think this through, huh? I guess they've been coping by believing that people have just started losing their minds."
The tall man, grappling with the new reality, voiced his confusion, "I-If these creatures are zombies, which is scientifically impossible might I add, then why have none of my men turned into them?"
Jade nodded, understanding his dilemma. "That's a great question," she said as she stepped closer, now only an arm's length away. "It's true. I have confirmed intel that no one bitten, scratched, or attacked by these zombies has turned themselves."
She observed him closely as her words seemed to bring him some relief. Jade thought to herself, "The fighting and outbreak just started recently, so I imagine it's hard to process what's happening."
"But things can change at a moment's notice, so please be wary and don't let yourself be caught off guard. How are Vincent and Vitt doing?" Jade asked.
The man nodded, rubbing his face. His white gloves, stained with dirt, showed signs of wear as he sighed, "How do you know them?"
"Oh, I had a run-in with them a while ago with a friend named Rosa," Jade replied.
He snapped his fingers and stated, "Is that the girl the little squirt won't shut up about? Well, last I heard, Vincent is bunkered down in the fallout shelter they have to hide from the police currently, and Vitt is out on a killing spree."
"My name's Vonte Cruz," he continued with a broad smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, dear. I wish it was under better circumstances; maybe I would buy you a drink."
Jade chuckled and replied, "Sorry, I'm still waiting on my bottle of wine from a certain someone, but I appreciate the gesture. If you could please focus on getting everyone injured to safety, we can focus on eradicating the—"
Before she could finish, the ground beneath them shook as the air vibrated around them. A loud siren broke the tension, blaring from high up in the sky.
As the ground trembled under their feet, the sky overhead darkened to a menacing red. A vast portal, spanning 10x10, expanded across the horizon, altering the afternoon into an eerie twilight. At that moment, Jade's ear piece began to ring, its sharp tone cutting through the chaos.
"Hello, who is it?" Jade answered, her voice steady despite the turmoil.
"It's the director, Jade. You have a high source of energy coming in. I've yet to get in contact with Ashiki, and Gojaro has made contact with one of the big dogs," the director's voice was urgent over the phone.
"A huge seismic shock has been recorded where you and Gojaro are located. Please get everyone to safety and handle the problem. I have dispatched Teams 1-4 to back you up, and the military will begin suppressive fire."
"Use those eyes of yours to carve the best path possible," he instructed firmly.
"I thought you told me to limit the usage of them?" Jade asked, a hint of concern in her tone.
"Times have changed," the director replied succinctly, the line clicking off as he ended the call.
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