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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
Chapter 65 The Mother Of All Diversions
The relative quiet of the Peace Seekers' hideout was shattered by the sharp, digital chirp of the dedicated radio channel Ibtihal had given them. Shihab answered, his voice calm but wary. "This is Shihab.""Shihab, it's Ibtihal." Her previous cool, amplified voice was tight with a strain he hadn't heard before. It wasn't fear; it was the frustration of a perfect system encountering an unpredictable flaw. "I need your help. We have a man trapped."She laid out the situation with clipped, technical precision. One of her scouts, a man named Tariq, had been on a routine perimeter patrol near the old Al-Amjad Secondary School when his sensors had malfunctioned. A large, dormant horde had been stirred from the sewers by a minor tremor. They emerged not as a scattered mass, but in a concentrated surge, cutting off his retreat. He'd been forced to run deeper into the school's maze-like compound."He's on the third floor of the main academic building," Ibtihal reported, the sound of frantic ty
Chapter 64 New Team
The sun beat down on the makeshift market, a vibrant, chaotic sprawl of life stubbornly blooming in the ruins. It was a calculated risk, this trip, but a necessary one for morale and for acquiring tools that couldn't be scavenged. Shihab moved with a relaxed alertness he rarely afforded himself, a small bag of salvaged screws and bolts in one hand. Beside him, Zayn carried a sack of dried beans, his eyes wide as he took in the bustling scene—the bartering, the laughter, the sheer normalcy of it all. For a moment, the oppressive weight of their world felt a little lighter."It's busy today," Zayn remarked, a note of cautious optimism in his voice."People are trying to live, they are not just surviving," Shihab replied, his gaze scanning the crowd out of habit. "It's a good sign." He was about to point out a stall selling hand-stitched clothing, thinking of Layan, when the first scream cut through the market's din.It didn't start as a roar, but as a ripple of confusion that swiftly
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