My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 434

But Duke knew better than to let his guard down.

The rats, though momentarily stunned by the blasts, were still surging forward.

Their screeches filled the air, a sound that grated against his nerves. Despite the carnage, their numbers weren’t diminishing fast enough.

The grenades were working, but the horde was relentless, and the narrow stairwell could only contain them for so long before they’d spill over and flood toward his team.

He could feel the tension building around him. The warriors waiting for their turn to cross the bridge cast uneasy glances at him, their faces pale from fear and exhaustion.

The constant explosions echoed around them, making the situation feel even more dire.

It was only a matter of time before the loud noises attracted more unwanted attention—from either another horde of mutated rats or, worse, a nearby group of zombies.

But that was exactly what Duke was hoping for.

His plan was a gamble, but if it worked, the noise from the explosions would draw the zombies into the fray.

If the zombies attacked the rats, it would create enough of a diversion for Duke’s team to escape without being pursued.

It was a race against time now—how long could they hold out before the entire city’s horrors descended on them?

His mind raced as he tossed another grenade, watching as the stairwell collapsed further, sending more rats tumbling into the wreckage below. The explosions reverberated through the air, louder than ever.

The sound would carry, drawing attention from every corner of the city. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

Duke could almost feel the approaching tension, knowing that if the zombies did show up, it would be soon.

And when they did, the real test would begin. Would the zombies and rats tear each other apart, as he hoped, or would his team find themselves trapped between two deadly forces, with no way out?

Duke didn’t wait for the answer. He continued to throw grenade after grenade, each one buying his warriors a few more precious moments.

The bridge was almost clear. Only a few more batches of men remained on his side. He just had to hold out a little longer.

Grahhhh!!!

Raaawwwr!!!

Thud...

Thud...

A cacophony of zombie roars echoed from all directions, accompanied by the thunderous sound of a marching sound, no, it was more like a stampede reverberating throughout the southeastern part.

’They’re coming!’ Duke thought, his heart racing as everyone held their breath, desperately trying to navigate the earthen bridge.

They struggled to compose themselves, but it was futile; their legs felt like they were about to buckle under the weight of fear.

The thunderous march of approaching hordes reverberated through the ground, even from several floors above, while the deafening roars of zombies echoed ominously nearby, signaling their presence in the vicinity.

Just then, the mutated rats paused, momentarily stilled by the zombies’ guttural cries.

But it wasn’t long before they screeched in response. Duke, witnessing the chaos unfold, couldn’t help but grin widely.

’Oh! Now they’re worried that the zombies might steal their prey,’ Duke mused, glancing into the distance. ’They must have sensed the overwhelming horde approaching—an alarmingly large number they can’t afford to ignore.’

Rats are intelligent creatures, and though they can be vengeful and destructive, they possess a keen survival instinct that alerts them to threats.