Chapter 129: Fang the Mutant
"Approximately 600,000, sir. It's one of the largest survivor bases in the region," Ego replied.
"What about their resources?" Zack pressed.
"The city houses top-tier universities and research facilities, with rare materials and elements estimated to be more than ten times the amount in NYC," Ego said.
"Good," Zack said with a chilling smile. "Put everything else on hold. Focus all production on the Avalon transport fleet."
Back in Washington, chaos had erupted. Despite Kane's efforts to keep the news contained, rumors of the approaching zombie horde spread like wildfire. "Arrest anyone spreading rumors!" Kane roared, his voice echoing through the base command center. But his orders did little to quell the panic. Fear had taken root, and no amount of authoritarian control could stop it. People whispered about how the base's defenses would crumble under the sheer weight of the horde. Some even claimed Kane had already made plans to abandon them and flee.
Inside the command center, Kane sat with his council in an emergency meeting, his usually pompous demeanor replaced by visible desperation. "We need a solution," he barked, glaring at his subordinates. "What can we do to stop this horde?"
The room fell silent. Every proposed solution had been shot down after rounds of debate. Finally, someone broke the silence. "Sir, it's... unstoppable," a council member said hesitantly. "Even nuclear weapons won't be enough at this stage."
Kane slammed his fist on the table. "I don't believe that!" he shouted. He had clawed his way to power, eliminating rivals and securing his position as leader of Washington DC's base. Now, faced with an unprecedented threat, he wasn't ready to give it all up. "Fine!" Kane snapped. "We'll create a nuclear barrier. Blast a radiation field horizontally across the horde's path. That should stop them!"
His subordinates exchanged uneasy glances. Finally, someone spoke up timidly. "Sir... zombies aren't affected by radiation."