Chapter 132: The Legion Come
Andre grinned confidently. "We brought two EMP bombs. Once we take out their machines, the city is ours."
Unbeknownst to Andre, Zack had already addressed the weakness they'd identified. Just as Andre was feeling sure of their success, Vish's sharp voice interrupted. "Sir! You need to see this!"
Andre growled, walking toward the cockpit. "What's wrong? I told you to stay on course!"
"You'll want to see this for yourself," Vish said, lowering their altitude and breaking through the cloud cover.
As the ground came into view, Andre's eyes widened, and a string of curses spilled from his mouth. "What the hell..." he muttered, his voice a mix of disbelief and horror.
Spread across the landscape below them was an unimaginable sea of zombies, a legion of horde stretching as far as the eye could see. "This... this... this..." Andre's voice drew the attention of everyone else on the transport plane. Through the small windows, the team saw the vast, unending black torrent below—a tide of zombies stretching endlessly across the ground.
Gasps and murmurs of disbelief filled the cabin. "At least the horde is heading south," someone said after a moment of stunned silence. The group collectively exhaled in relief.
"Those poor people ," another muttered.
Despite any hostilities that may have existed between their country in the past, the sight of fellow humans facing certain annihilation sparked a deep, instinctive sadness in the group. Andre, however, remained quiet. He was lost in thought, staring at the endless black wave. Memories of his past came rushing back. He had once been the leader of a small survivor base, but a zombie horde had torn through it, killing everyone he cared about. "Vish, can we still contact the base?" Andre asked, his voice heavy.