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Chapter 71 Saving The Hero
The pre-dawn air was cold and still, thick with the smell of damp earth and decay from the landfill bowl below. Shihab moved like a specter, placing Ibtihal’s acoustic emitters along the access road. Each one was set to activate in a staggered sequence, creating a piercing, irresistible siren song that would lead the dead on a forced march into his trap. In the narrow throat of the central trench, he and Jawad had spent the previous night secretly laying the electrostatic nets, their wires hidden under filth, connected to a single remote trigger in Shihab’s hand.He stood now on the northern rim, looking down at the silent pit. The zip-line was anchored behind him, its cable a faint glint in the gloom, leading to the safety of the opposite ridge where Jawad was supposedly positioned with a rifle. Shihab’s heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat of fear and grim determination.“It’s time,” he whispered to himself, and pressed the first button on his makeshift controller.
Chapter 70 A Crazy Plan.
The decision was made, the contract rejected. Yet, like a ghost, it lingered. It haunted Shihab in the quiet moments. As he walked the rising wall at dawn, the rhythmic clink of trowels on stone seemed to whisper a thousand, a thousand, a thousand. When he reviewed their ledgers with Ibtihal in the evenings, the columns of scarcity screamed for a solution the gold mine promised.He began a silent, obsessive study. He pored over their inventory lists—ammunition counts, fuel reserves, medical supplies dwindling faster than they could scavenge. He listened intently to the reports from the port traders, men who sailed between fledgling sanctuaries on Al Noor Island and elsewhere. They spoke of a new economy emerging from the ruins, one running on bullets, antibiotics, fuel, and precious metals. A single gold coin, one trader claimed with a glint in his eye, could buy a crate of penicillin or a ton of seed grain from the agricultural communes springing up in the south.He watched the child
Chapter 69 The Tough Choice
The afternoon sun was warm, and the shouts of laughter were a medicine more potent than anything in the hospital. Shihab was in the middle of the dusty field that served as their football pitch, expertly dodging Zayn’s attempt to tackle him before passing the ball to a squealing Layan. The weight of command, the endless logistics of the wall, the silent pressure of a hundred lives depending on him—it all melted away in the simple, joyful chaos of the game. For a few precious minutes, he was just a big brother playing with the kids.Then, the world fractured at the edges. A familiar, cold blue light flickered, intruding upon the golden sunlight. The laughter, the shouts, the thud of the ball—all of it receded into a muffled hum as the translucent screen materialized directly in his line of sight.[New Contractual Proposal Generated]Objective: Eliminate one thousand (1000) zombies. Hostiles must be terminated within a 72-hour window following contract acceptance. Area of engagement is
Chapter 68 The Safe Zone
The northern reservoir mission had been more than a success; it had been a fusion. The clean water flowing into the hideout's storage tanks symbolized something purer than hydration, it was the lifeblood of a newly unified community. No longer the "Peace Seekers" and "Team X," they were now one entity, with a shared purpose that demanded a monumental new task: not just defending a hideout, but securing a future.Standing on the roof of their headquarters, now buzzing with coordinated activity, Shihab addressed the assembled group. Over a hundred faces looked back at him, seasoned fighters, brilliant engineers, hardened scavengers, and hopeful newcomers. The scale of what he was about to propose was written in the weary but determined lines of their faces."We have water," Shihab began, his voice carrying easily in the quiet morning air. "We have food growing. We have skills, and now, we have true strength in numbers. But we are still just an island in a sea of chaos. The hordes grow,
Chapter 67 The Pact Of The Soil and
The air in the Peace Seekers' hideout was thick with a silence more profound than any argument. It had been two days since the bloody, chaotic extraction from the school. The wounded members of Team X were stabilized in the infirmary, their high-tech armor lying in a pile like discarded carapaces next to the simpler, brutal tools of their hosts. Ibtihal had not left their side, her usual air of detached command replaced by a hollow, weary focus.On the morning of the third day, she requested a meeting with Shihab. She found him not in a command room, but in Fadil's field, his hands deep in the soil, helping to stake a row of young tomato plants. The contrast was stark: the brilliant engineer in her stained tactical gear, standing at the edge of a plot of earth being nurtured back to life by a man with a crowbar and calloused hands."Shihab," she said, her voice devoid of its usual amplification. It was just her voice, tired and raw.He stood, wiping his hands on his pants. "Ibtihal. H
Chapter 66 The Pendulum And The Panic
The ten-minute approach was a silent, gut-twisting crawl through a world of echoing groans. Shihab, Karam, and Jalal moved like ghosts through the skeletal ruins of buildings adjacent to the school. They reached the south wall, a blank expanse of graffiti-covered concrete. Just as Shihab remembered, a section of the wall near the ground was not brick, but a large, rusted metal access panel, camouflaged by decades of grime."Here," Shihab whispered, his fingers finding the hidden latch. It groaned in protest, but yielded. Beyond was darkness and the smell of dusty velvet and old wood—the back of the school's stage. They slipped inside, sealing the panel behind them, the sounds of the dead muffled to a distant murmur.Ibtihal's voice crackled in their earpieces, a model of technical precision. "Diversion deployment in thirty seconds. Mark."The trio didn't wait. Using the faint light from Jalal's shielded penlight, they found the rope ladder leading up to the fly space—a cavernous area
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