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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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410 Chs

A sense of unease

"Open fire!"

Leila twitched a little when Peter gave out the command. His shout was pretty loud and coupled with how close to her ear he uttered it, the effect was all the stronger.

And then, a hailstorm of bullets began.

All three of the machine gun nests opened fire, laying waste to all the zombies currently squeezed within the mouth of the road. The mortar spewed out its first round, adding a crescendo of a wailing cry of the soaring projectile as it climbed up to the skies before rapidly descending down, right into the mass of the zombies nearby.

'Are they for real…?' Leila watched how Peter's men brought hell to the earth. She watched how the series from the machine gun cut zombies into pieces, like an invisible blade the presence of which was marked with the tracer bullets mixed into the ammunition mix.