Speak After You Take Your Hand Out

"Yes, yes, the master's motive is all about getting stronger, to become the ruler of this apocalyptic world!"

Miranda followed Howard's words and agreed with a laugh.

"That's right, the master has no other thoughts, just don't know if he can take his hand out!"

"Pinched all the way, at least switch to another hand, otherwise, what will we do if one ends up bigger than the other from your kneading?!"

Quinn, covering the big hand rampaging inside her clothes at the front, pouted and protested softly.

"Why don't you two just swap places then?!"

Howard glanced at the two girls, and after they switched places.

His mischievous hand once again reached into the girls' collars.

Although they were about the same size, the feel was much different—Miranda was tight and elastic, while Quinn was more soft and warm.

Each had its own delight!

At this moment, outside on the coach, in the unloading area.

Raven briskly walked into the temporary command post set up with tents.

"Weren't we supposed to resupply ammunition here? Why are we still camping?"

As soon as she entered, she asked aggressively.

"Report, Captain, we did indeed arrive ahead of schedule as planned, but the helicopter carrying the airdropped supplies was attacked by an unidentified force and crashed."

"The drop point of the supplies shifted and didn't land in the unloading area but on the roof of a mall."

"We didn't dare to act rashly, so we set up a temporary camp here, waiting to rendezvous with you and await further combat instructions!"

The soldier quickly briefed her on the current situation, then saluted Raven.

"An unidentified attack? Supplies landed on the roof?!"

"This accident really happened at just the right time!"

"According to the plan, we need to evacuate at least five more people from our list today, we can't afford to waste much time."

"Let's do this: I'll lead the team to the roof, get the supplies down!"

"Let's aim to end the battle within an hour!"

Raven said, donning her stab-resistant vest, and sheathed a military knife in her cuff and boot.

She equipped a pistol and tactical grenades, and checked her communicator.

Everything was ready; she left fifteen soldiers at the campsite and led the remaining thirty soldiers in three squads towards the mall.

"What should we do? Should we rest here for a bit? There's no one in the car!"

Miranda's face was flushed, clearly stirred by Howard's kneading along the way.

She felt it was time to receive her reward.

"But we still have things to do, I'm afraid there's no time to reward you!"

Howard said with a laugh.

He had just used his supreme female zombie scouting technique to check the map of Jiangcheng.

The location of the S-class female zombie had overlapped with his own, it was Raven.

Originally, there were 4 remaining A-class female zombies. Quinn had already been taken down, and the other 3 A-class female zombies were in different directions in distant cities.

However, now, two A-class female zombies had completely disappeared from the map.

They might have been killed by survivors or eaten by a spiritual beast like Glisson.

Fortunately, an additional A-class female zombie had appeared on the map.

And its location was right in the mall next to Howard.

"We must race against time, beat the squads of soldiers rushing into the mall, find, and rescue this A-class female zombie!"

Howard directed the task.

"Okay, although this order sounds weird, it feels quite logical!"

Miranda and Quinn said, laughing.

Others are killing zombies, but they are here to save them!

Howard glanced at the troop deployment outside the window.

The soldiers guarding the unloading area were all positioned at high points, focusing their attention on the alleys on either side.

After all, zombies were the enemy they were most wary of.

On the contrary, the survivor's bus inside the camp was completely ignored.

This would make it easy to leave unnoticed.

"Let's go, now is the time!"

Howard, along with Miranda, Quinn, and Glisson, quietly slipped out the back door of the bus, following the route taken by Raven's squad into the interior of the mall.

They had only walked about seven or eight meters when everything around them turned pitch black.

The city had lost power, and the inside of the mall, devoid of windows, was frighteningly dark.

Fortunately, Howard's transcendent abilities gave him night vision, similar to a subhuman.

"There are bodies!"

Miranda pointed at three zombie corpses on the ground.

"They were all shot in the head with one bullet, Raven's squad is really strong!"

"Let's pray they don't run into the A-class female zombie!"

Howard frowned, his nervousness evident.

Following the unloading area through the staff passage, they came to a fork in the path.

The left led to the freight elevator, and the right to the rest of the mall.

Undoubtedly, Raven would have taken the freight elevator directly to the top floor and then accessed the roof via a secure passageway, the fastest route with the fewest zombies.

Although the city was without power, the mall's backup generator could keep the elevator running for 24 hours.

"Let's go right!"

Howard whispered.

"Okay!"

The trio proceeded along the narrow staff corridor and soon arrived at a security door.

Beyond the dark glass, they could vaguely see countless zombies shuffling through the hallways.

"Quinn, check this position for any female zombies that look distinctive!"

Howard roughly gestured to a spot for Quinn.

"Understood, leave it to me!"

Quinn, looking at the shadowy figures of zombies, took a deep breath to calm her nerves, then slowly pushed open the door and cautiously stepped out.

Now her intimacy level with Howard was only at 65, so as long as there were no mutant zombies and she did not attack any regular zombies, she would be safe.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Apart from the meaningless moans of the zombies, the only other sound in the corridor was the tense rhythm of Quinn's heels striking the floor.

A dozen minutes later, the impatient tapping of Quinn's heels echoed again.

As she approached the safety door, her pace finally slowed down.

Then, she slowly pushed open the safety door and came inside.

"Whew, that scared me to death; it was really terrifying, but they actually didn't attack me at all! How amazing!"

Quinn exclaimed excitedly.

"This good fortune won't last long, I'll tamper with you a few more times, and you'll lose this ability!"

Howard said with a laugh.

"As much as I like this ability, I'd prefer a reward from the master..."

Quinn murmured, head bowed, her voice barely audible.

This girl, where's the ladylike demeanor gone?!

Just one day, and Howard has already corrupted her this much.

"How are things over there, did you see any special zombies?"

'Special' was meant in a blunt and straightforward way—either uniquely shaped, unusually beautiful, or exceptionally well-figured.

After all, an A-class female zombie is both powerful and beautiful, and couldn't possibly look no different from the other zombies.