"Prepare yourselves!"
"Go!"
From the colossal chain-armored vehicle in the rear, soldiers fully decked in heavy armor, wielding swords as big as doors, sprung skyward on jet packs, rushing to launch targeted attacks on the high-level zombies in their way.
The Level 3 New Human moved deftly among the zombies, his butcher sword hooking under the skulls of countless zombies and slicing them off with each swing. Foul, blackish-brown zombie blood splattered everywhere, coagulating almost instantly in the cold weather into solid chunks, bouncing like jelly as they hit the ground -- a truly nauseating sight.
Bright flashes of chilling light emerged as he swung his butcher sword, cleaving deep gashes into countless zombie skulls.
"Almost there!"
