"This voice... it's... he's really not dead!"
The commander felt as if his heart was bleeding. He was about to order a counterattack when he suddenly heard the growling of countless zombies. His face turned pale as he realized what these sounds meant — the horde of zombies that had been trapped in the sea of fire must have broken free!
"Retreat while fighting! Everyone..."
He blew a whistle, but before he could finish his words, he saw countless soldiers rushing past the corpse-pushing tanks, ignoring him and running manically forward.
"What the hell are you running for? Come back!"
The commander was almost mad. He couldn't understand what was happening. Why was this happening? Everything was going according to plan. Why weren't the zombies affected by the corpse-disturbing agent?
Watching countless soldiers abandon their vehicles and flee, his mind went blank.
