My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 482

"I can see them!" one of the snipers in the western watchtower called out excitedly over the radio, his eyes glued to the scope. "Prepare to open the gates in 2!"

"Roger that, over!" the gatekeeper responded, signaling the two soldiers stationed on either side of the gate to prepare for the opening in two minutes.

Moments later, the low rumble of the fuel tanker’s engine echoed from a distance.

But not far behind, a far more ominous sound joined the tanker’s hum— the deafening roar of thousands of zombies sprinting after the trucks, their collective footfalls shaking the ground beneath them.

"Everyone, get ready to fire, but aim carefully! Don’t hit the tank, or we’ll be blown to hell!" the gatekeeper shouted, moving quickly along the top of the cargo trailers, his eyes scanning the incoming threat.

Beside him, the soldiers steadied their rifles, their focus sharp as they lined up their shots, knowing the slightest mistake could cost them everything.

Bang...

Bang...

Screeched!

As the first truck came to a halt, Duke swiftly emerged from the driver’s side and made his way toward Kisha, who was standing among the crowd.

Her eyes locked onto him, and she greeted him with a warm, inviting smile that softened the harshness of the surrounding chaos.

Seeing her smile like that, Duke couldn’t help but nod in appreciation. Without a second thought, he scooped her up into his arms, spinning her around a few times in sheer joy before planting a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"Wifey, I’m home..." he murmured softly, his eyes brimming with unspoken happiness and love, the words carrying a depth of emotion that went beyond the simple greeting.

"Welcome home, hubby." Kisha’s mood lightened instantly, her previously cold, indifferent demeanor melting away as she embraced him.

Though only a few days had passed since their separation, it felt like months to them both.

Their busy lives and work had kept them distracted, but now that they were reunited, the intensity of their emotions was undeniable, stronger than ever before.

The others couldn’t help but cheer them on, watching with warmth in their eyes.

After all, Kisha and Duke were the ones who had created this safe haven for everyone, and seeing them share such a tender moment as a couple made the group feel even closer to them.

It reminded them that, despite their leadership roles, Kisha and Duke were also just ordinary people who experienced happiness, love, and grief, just like anyone else.

After Duke finished basking in the joy of their reunion, he turned to the side with a mischievous grin, as if unveiling a surprise for his wife.

"Wifey, I brought you a gift." He gestured toward the convoy of trucks lined up, unable to park at the gate due to their size. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

Several of them were already being directed further into the base, as the massive fuel tankers needed more space and couldn’t fit near the entrance.

Kisha tapped her finger thoughtfully on her chin as she glanced up at the line of trucks, her gaze lingering on the fuel tankers before she gave a satisfied nod.

"We only used about half the capacity in each truck," Duke explained, eager to clarify.

"We made sure to conserve as much gas as possible, just enough to take care of the vermin below."

He knew better than to let Kisha ask him why he’d blown up the sewers. If she had to question him, he was pretty sure she’d be the one teaching him a lesson.

Kisha raised an eyebrow at Duke, a wry smile tugging at her lips. ’What a sly fox you are...’ she thought to herself, deciding not to press the issue further.

He’d already admitted his mistake—or at least preemptively informed her—before she could even ask. She figured it was best to let it go for now.

Her anger melted away instantly. After all, Duke had completed the mission flawlessly, and ahead of schedule no less.

How he did it didn’t matter—what counted was the result and, most importantly, the fact that there were no casualties.

With a smile, she gave him a nod of approval, and only then did Duke let out a deep sigh of relief.

He flicked his neck, signaling to his team to move the trucks inside, making sure they were parked properly without obstructing the gate.

The rumble of the engines filled the streets once again as Duke’s men carefully maneuvered the ten or so fuel tankers into the base.

Meanwhile, Duke and Kisha made their way back to the villa.

As they arrived, Duke’s family had already gathered, having taken the day off from their respective duties to welcome him home and check on how he fared during his outing beyond the base.