The convoy moved out, engines of cars and helicopters roaring to life, cutting through the eerie silence that had fallen over the city since the outbreak. The noise attracted nearby zombies, their groans joining the cacophony of sounds. The team was heading to World's Resort Manila, following the same route Graves had taken.
The vehicles were heavily armed, ready to plow through hordes of zombies if necessary. Every soldier was on high alert, eyes scanning the surroundings for any threats. The helicopters flew overhead, their blades chopping through the air, providing an aerial view of the path ahead and the lurking dangers.
Richard was monitoring the entire operation from the command center. Every so often, his gaze would shift to the live feed on the screens, showing the convoy's progress and the increasing number of zombies trailing them, drawn by the noise.
