"Hold on a little longer!" Hawk shouted to his team, his voice cutting through the chaos. He took a sharp, sudden turn and spun into a powerful roundhouse kick, sending a zombie flying into the wall.
The impact was strong enough to crack its ribs, but it wasn't enough to stop it—the creature staggered, groaning, and lunged toward him again. Without hesitation, Hawk seized the opening, lunging forward and driving his dagger straight into the zombie's skull.
Thud...
The corpse collapsed to the ground, but Hawk didn't waste a second. His sharp gaze locked onto his next target. He grabbed a nearby traffic sign, yanked it free, and slammed it down on another zombie's head.
With a swift jump, he kneed the zombie under the chin and simultaneously struck it with his elbow—crushing its skull between his knee and arm. The zombie dropped to the ground, dazed but still twitching. Without mercy, Hawk stomped down on its head, crushing it under his boot like a watermelon.
