Manual alarms blared across the base.
Soldiers rushed to their positions to defend the base, while unawakened individuals were forced to the front line.
Michael's plan was simple. The zombies will attack the unawakened first, giving the chosen much-needed time either to retreat or to fight back.
However, it was unlikely the zombies would get past the wall. After all, there were humans outside as well. They should satiate the hunger of the undead.
"Concentrate around the gates," Michael commanded. "Open fire as soon as they breach through!"
"Roger!"
With the orders given, Michael turned around to view the swarm below.
The streets were packed with zombies, and they weren't just walkers. Zombies he had never seen before were charging towards the base.
The sensory-type chosen suggested that over two thousand undead had surrounded them.
However, that wasn't the worst of it. According to some, roughly a thousand mutated creatures were heading their way.
