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Ten minutes before Dominic personally communicated with the group in Bretagne, the team, currently heading toward the building and led by soldier Pérez, picked up the radio and reported, "Jack, we're halfway there, but we're under attack!"
"Zz... Repeat what you just said; the sound is fuzzy!"
"I said we're under attack, dammit!"
"Zz... We'll be ready to cover you; don't be afraid to head this way!"
After that, Pérez set the radio down and grabbed a more advanced one from the Humvee.
Bang Bang Bang!
Several vehicles were chasing them, armed with machine guns mounted on their backs, making it incredibly difficult to shake off the enemies.
"Keep shooting! We need air support to separate from the attackers!" Pérez was still hoping for the drone flying over Bretagne to assist.
"Sir, the rear Humvee's armor won't hold much longer at this rate!"
Pérez knew that the bullet impacts were growing on the rear Humvee, so after some quick thinking, he told the driver to switch places with him.
"Keep shooting!"
"Those bastards keep coming, even though we've already killed many of their men. They're damn lunatics!"
"Kill them all!"
Bang Bang Bang!
Gunfire echoed through the streets as the group advanced, led by two Humvees with mounted machine guns. Behind them, eight cars were giving chase.
The Humvees' heavy machine guns were causing significant damage, tearing through the enemy vehicles' armor in no time.
Since the two Humvees were now on a narrow road, their bullets fired only from the rear, leaving them exposed to enemy fire.
The bodies of the drivers up front were pierced by the heavy-caliber bullets, with blood, glass, and sparks flying from the impacts against the armor.
The man firing was nicknamed "One Eye." Initially, no one thought much of him due to his small frame, but after witnessing his skills with the machine gun, they all learned not to underestimate him.
"Die, you crazy psychopaths!" shouted Santino, also known as "Radish," who was manning the machine gun. The bullets from the gun ripped through the enemy vehicles.
"I need more ammo, damn it!"
Santino was a demon with the machine gun, having fought in the first large-scale battle to defend the prison from walkers, where he personally manned a machine gun for minutes.
"Ahhh, you sons of bitches! I'm thankful walkers like you didn't vote in the presidential elections. You're the ones who confuse sugar with salt! Ha ha ha."
Out of ammo, Santino grabbed his long-range rifle and continued shooting at the enemies chasing them.
Inside the Humvee, Pérez listened to Santino's absurd comments with patience. Some of his words would have gotten him arrested if the world hadn't been destroyed by walkers.
But at that moment, the radio Pérez had set aside crackled again: "Zz... Exploration Team, we'll be at your location in about 30 minutes. Report your status, over!"
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Meanwhile, Jack was waiting for the group approaching his location while looking at the people around him.
The situation had changed drastically since he had arrived here. Now, Emma was injured and couldn't move much. When they left the community, many people—especially children, the elderly, and women—had retreated with their group.
These were survivors who had barely held a weapon before, so it was tough to expect them to make a significant difference. But now Jack had to make the best of the situation. He stood up, and everyone fell silent, watching him.
"My group is on their way here, but the enemy is following them, and as a result, all of you will be involved. You still have time to escape. You can take one of the trucks and flee; there's time to do so."
"Enemies are coming?"
"Are you telling us we can run?"
"It can't be..."
Jack noticed everyone's expressions. The children didn't quite understand what was happening, but the adults certainly did. One man stood up and said, "We've been running since this nightmare began. At least I don't want to keep doing that anymore."
"I'm old, and if I'm going to use what little strength I have left, it'll be to fight those who want to take my life. If you've got a gun, give it to me; if not, I'll use my machete. Believe me, by Jesus, I'll cut every one of those bastards to pieces."
"Yes, we'll fight!"
"We'll kill all those bastards!"
"To hell with it, we're going to fight!"
Jack was surprised by everyone's reaction for a moment, but after that initial shock, he smiled and said, "Alright then, listen to my plan!"
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On the other side, the enemy pursuing Pérez's convoy was led by a unified group. They were all after the weapons and wanted to know where such good equipment came from.
"They're heading somewhere; be careful and notify the other squads!"
"Understood!"
The leader had long hair and a thick beard, smiling indifferently as their pursuit grew more chaotic. It had been a long time since he had been involved in something this intense.
"Sir, it looks like they plan to stop up ahead!"
"Kill them all!"
But just as the order was given, numerous bursts of gunfire rained down on them from above, like droplets falling from the sky.
Elderly people and even children could be seen holding weapons and firing. This gave Pérez's group the chance to position themselves defensively in front of the building.
Bang Bang Bang!
"Sir, we're in a building, holding off the enemy... But our ammo is running low! We won't last much longer!" Pérez reported after jumping out of the Humvee and joining the fight.
"Zz... Have the attackers pinned you down?"
"Yes, sir…"
"Zz... Very well, soldier. Several military drones are on their way to your location... I just need you to hold on."
After leaving the radio, Pérez was about to give orders when a loud explosion was heard in the distance.
"Everyone down!"
Boom!
Crash!
As the dust rose and gunfire rang out, a dazed Pérez saw a plane fly close overhead. It was then that he realized it was an attack from his own side.
"Hold on! Reinforcements are coming!"
Bang Bang!
Boom! Crash!