The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 517

Chapter 517 Lost or Alive

“Yesterday afternoon.”

“You didn’t see anyone?”

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“No.” Sage strolled up beside her, calm as ever. “When I got here yesterday, it looked just like this. No one in sight.”

Just then, Kyle’s sharp eyes caught the glint of a backpack down in the grass below. Without hesitation, he scrambled down the rocky slope into the thick brush and snatched it up. “Boss! It’s Graham’s pack!”

Hearing him, Theresa climbed down as well. One by one, the others followed. In the tall grass below, they found discarded backpacks, comm devices, and even–guns.

“How could they have left their guns behind?” Kyle muttered, frowning hard, confusion and dread weighing on him.

As soldiers, they would never leave weapons behind. Unless… the situation had been desperate.

Theresa stood among the scattered belongings, tracing the line from where the truck had been abandoned down to this spot. “Something happened. They were on the run,” she said, brows furrowing.

Following the trail, she spotted faint footprints in the dirt, leading deeper into the wild grass. She pressed forward step by step until a figure rose unsteadily from the thicket ahead.

By now it was late afternoon, the sun dipping westward behind the ridge. From where they stood, the figure appeared only as a dark outline against the fading light. He wore a combat uniform, his cap tipped askew until it tumbled from his head as he staggered upright.

Kyle’s lips parted–recognition striking him—but Theresa clapped a hand over his mouth before he could speak. The next instant, the man’s head twisted at a grotesque angle, and his gray–white zombie eyes glared straight at them through the backlight.

“Arrgh…”

The soldier’s mouth opened wide in a hoarse snarl as his body contorted unnaturally and charged at them with inhuman speed.

“Ghrrhh…”

Kyle froze. For the first time, he hesitated instead of drawing his blade. Because he knew this

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man. Once, he had been part of their unit. Not Graham, but another teammate he remembered well–a young soldier who used to address Theresa in that bright, boyish voice.

Now he was gone.

Theresa drew the knife from Kyle’s back scabbard herself. In one swift motion, she swung.

The charging zombie’s head flew from its body, which kept running a few more paces before collapsing in front of Kyle with a heavy thud. Kyle dropped to his knees, cradling the corpse as his eyes turned red.

“Boss, they…” His voice cracked.

“Alive, we find them. Dead, we bring them back,” Theresa said firmly. She signaled to Quentin, who stepped up and stored the body inside his domain. Her people had to be brought home. And the others–they had to be found. Whether alive or dead.

A heavy weight pressed down on her chest. Just then, a small voice broke through.

“Don’t worry, they’re still alive.”

Theresa turned in surprise. “What did you say?”

“They’re alive,” Vinny said with quiet certainty, her gaze locked on Theresa’s. “There are eight of them. All alive.”

“Eight?”

Graham’s squad only has five. One just dead. How could there be eight?

Vinny nodded firmly and pointed toward the horizon. “It’s eight. Over there.”

Theresa’s eyes lit up.

She glanced down at Vinny’s earnest little face and didn’t bother questioning what ability she might have. She simply scooped her up and sprinted in the direction Vinny had indicated.

The others fell in right behind her. Before long, the gorge opened up to reveal a massive, abandoned estate.

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