With their enhanced abilities, they could easily jump to the other side if they adjusted their positions.
Without delay, Duke instructed them to leap from rooftop to rooftop, executing their movements like parkour experts, while he remained at the back, vigilant and alert.
He kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, ensuring the mutated rats weren’t on their heels again.
Everyone drew their daggers, ready to counterattack at a moment’s notice if anything lunged at them during their movement.
They remained vigilant, ensuring they could react in time to defend themselves.
Watching their preparedness from the back, Duke couldn’t help but smile to himself.
’At least training them wasn’t a waste of time,’ he thought as he gracefully leaped from one rooftop to another.
His fluid movements were so seamless that not a hair on his head was ruffled.
From their vantage point, they could still hear the screeches of the mutated rats mingling with the growls of the zombies, while Duke’s team stealthily slipped away.
Yet, despite his smile, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes as he fell into deep contemplation.
Following this incident, Duke and his team designated the southeastern part of the city as a red zone, marking it as highly dangerous.
It was likely that much of the city was already in a similar state, prompting them to hasten their reconnaissance efforts.
They worked day and night to complete their assessments, allowing Duke to formulate a plan to address the influx of mutated rats and zombies flooding the sewers.
It was possible that the rats were emerging not only in search of fresh prey but also because their territory had been invaded by the zombies.
Both viewed each other as nothing more than sources of food, and neither was willing to share their domain.
After a moment of contemplation, Duke led his team to the edge of the southeastern part of the city, close to their base.
He instructed one of the warriors to prepare the drone.
Once everything was set, Duke noted their discoveries on a piece of paper and sealed it beneath the drone, marking it prominently to ensure that whoever found it would follow the marker and uncover the hidden letter.
With that done, he directed the warriors to pilot the drone toward the base’s wall while he and the others monitored the camera footage.
They observed hordes of zombies emerging from the city, and snipers took up their positions, ready to shoot down the approaching threat from a distance.
As the zombies drew closer, soldiers stationed atop the wall prepared their assault rifles to eliminate any that got within range.
As one of the snipers focused on a distant target, he noticed a dark object flying toward them. It took him a moment to adjust his scope before realizing it was a drone.
To his surprise, he spotted a large white arrow on the front, pointing downward. He instinctively glanced down at the streets but saw nothing, leaving him puzzled.
Unaware that Duke and his team had brought a drone, he never would have expected them to have ventured this far into the city.
Instead, he assumed the drone belonged to other survivors seeking help.
"Sir! There’s an incoming drone at 12 o’clock!" the sniper reported over the walkie-talkie.
The other sniper, intrigued, stopped targeting the zombies and turned to assess the approaching drone.
Like the first, he scanned the area but found nothing unusual. While one sniper monitored the drone, the other continued picking off the incoming zombies.
Positioned in the watchtower, they had a broader view than most.
As the sniper keeping an eye on the drone adjusted his focus, he spotted silhouettes standing on a nearby rooftop.
He zoomed in, and his breath caught in his throat when he recognized Duke among them.
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