At the Command Center, Basa Air Base.
"Looks like the VIP inside that LC300 is done for," Adrian said, looking at the screen showing the Hunter feasting on the Mayor.
The situation in the Forbes Park was starting to turn bleak as the wave of zombies poured in despite the earlier support from the gunship.
The screens told the story without anyone needing to explain it.
The earlier break in the swarm was gone.
The gap that had been carved out was already closing, red markers stacking over each other again as new waves pushed forward. What used to be a split formation was now merging back into one mass, slow at first, then faster as pressure built.
"Front and rear are reconnecting," one of the analysts said, eyes fixed on his console. "Choke point is gone."
Another operator adjusted the drone feed, zooming out just enough to capture a wider section of the area.
"Hunters are still active inside the compound," he added. "Multiple contacts. They're not slowing."
