Chapter 193: Hank From TarryTown
Zack lifted his head, his gaze piercing through the walls— As if he could see every inch of this planet. "Ego."
"What are your orders, sir?"
"How many Fearless Warriors do we have?"
"Sir, we currently have 961 Fearless Warriors, of which 573 are equipped with power armor."
Zack processed the numbers, his expression turning sharp. "Leave 100 here. Deploy the rest to wipe out the zombies. Same orders for the Mechanical Legion." If alien tech was in play, he needed to seize control of the wasteland faster.
The Next Day... For the first time in a long while, NYC wasn't silent. The air buzzed with tension—the kind that only came before war.
An unprecedented mobilization was underway. In the city center, the Fearless Warriors—each nearly four meters tall—stepped out of the transformation factories where they had been created. Their thick power armor gleamed under the morning sun, their chain swords—weighing hundreds of kilos—resting heavily against their shoulders. With every step they took, the ground trembled.
From the mechanical factories, three-meter-tall combat robots emerged in perfect formation, marching silently into the streets. The clash of metal, the hum of engines, the synchronized movement of war machines— It echoed through every street of NYC. Zack stood atop a high-rise building, gazing down at the legion. Watching them march toward the endless wasteland.
A wave of steel, firepower, and destruction. "This..." Zack smirked. "This is the future." Then, right as he was about to bask in the sight of his unstoppable army—