Chapter 459 Steel and Shadows
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Here was a fortress stretching for hundreds of miles, a steel wall encircling vast
safe zones,
and a city cleared of zombies, with fields ready for cultivation and soldiers fierce in battle.
They’d been deceived the entire time.
A massive super–camp had been hiding in plain sight, playing harmless while packing unstoppable power. They had never noticed a thing.
“Quiet,” Morgan said, silent as he stared at everything before him.
His mind was full of Theresa’s image, his gaze unreadable.
So, this is her strength… so formidable.
It seemed her camp was in no way inferior to Ark Camp One.
“Mr. Nellson, what do we do now? Should we still land?” the third–floor
administrator asked, recovering from his shock.
Meanwhile, above the steel wall, Theresa was focused entirely on the battlefield below.
Several youths caught her attention/
Their combat skills were fully on par with most adults.
As she observed a few promising fighters, a flash of insight ran through her mind.
She lifted her head sharply, looking northwest.
“What is it?”
“Someone’s coming.”
“Coming?” Theron frowned, raising his head to look. In the next second, he saw a tiny black dot approaching.
The dot grew larger, accompanied by the roar of helicopter blades.
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A helicopter.
“Portable anti–air missiles, now!” Theresa ordered Theron.
Theron quickly handed her a shoulder–mounted launcher.
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Theresa anticipated the helicopter’s maneuver: it would sweep over them and then quickly turn back.
Turn back? Not a chance–nobody’s escaping me!
She raised the launcher and fired toward the approaching helicopter, aiming at where it would reverse course.
Apparently, someone inside noticed her move.
The helicopter, in the middle of its turn, suddenly adjusted its trajectory.
But as soon as it turned, Theresa shifted the launcher with it.
“Mr. Nellson, they’ve spotted us,” the third–floor administrator said tensely.
The person below had an incredibly sharp combat instinct–the launcher always tracked their next move.
“Land immediately!”
After Theresa’s two precise adjustments, the helicopter hovering above stopped moving forward and began descending straight toward the steel wall’s interior.
Descending? Not a chance. Who says they can land in my territory? Head toward the zombies!
Boom!
Theresa fired a shot at the helicopter’s rear,
Everyone inside froze.
The rear was pierced, and the chopper shook violently.
II veered off course, heading toward the other side of the wall, into the zombie
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horde.
In the emergency, a dozen or so people parachuted from the helicopter.
With a thunderous crash, the helicopter plummeted into the zombies.
Most of the parachutists landed atop the steel wall.
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One unlucky person landed unstable and fell into the zombie horde, instantly surrounded.
Everyone above tensed, eyes narrowing.
Dozens of guns were immediately trained on them.
“We’re from Ark Camp One! Don’t shoot!” Horace called out loudly.
The soldiers in combat gear surged forward, shielding a man in a white uniform behind them.
“Ark Camp One?” A clear voice rang out as Theresa, flanked by Theron and others, slowly approached.
The crowd parted, and Theresa’s gaze immediately found Morgan at the center.
Morgan looked back at her, his expression complex, deep eyes reflecting every flicker of emotion.
“Well, isn’t it Morgan?” Theresa asked.
“It’s me,” Morgan replied when he heard her voice.
“What are you doing here?”
“I…” Morgan swallowed the rest of his words.
Why was he here?
To take Theresa away.
He had even brought a dozen of the most powerful guards from his camp.
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At first, he figured a dozen would be more than enough. Theresa’s people were fierce, but his team could still take her away. If she refused, they could destroy her camp in an instant.
But now?
“I came to see you.”
Morgan had changed his purpose.
“Look at you, showing up without warning, making it seem like you were attacking me. I could’ve blown up your helicopter. Whose fault would that have been?”
“Mine,” Morgan said.
“So, what are you doing now?”
“I’ll call in another helicopter from my camp. Next time, I’ll come see you again.”
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