My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 669

Sparrow and his team remained perfectly still, their eyes fixed on the unfolding situation. The men approaching them kept their guns trained on Sparrow and his group, closing the distance with measured steps. Then, a voice rang out—sharp and demanding.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?!"

Sparrowuldn't pinpoint the speaker amidst the tension, noruld he determine their exact location. But one thing was certain—the voice was from a young man.

"We're here looking for Eagle and Hawk. Do you know them? Can you take us to them?" Sparrow stated plainly, offering no further explanation.

But his straightforward words were immediately met with suspicion. The person in charge assumed Sparrow was trying to bait him—fishing for information about Eagle and Hawk, hoping to trick him into revealing something he shouldn't.

To him, this was a classic scam—an outsider pretending to know someone in order to gain entry and infiltrate their base, like a wolf invited into the den.

Eagle and Hawk's identities weren't widely known, which only deepened the skepticism. These strangersuld be rivals of Duke's forces from before the apocalypse or former allies with insider knowledge.

The young man leading the operation remained hidden within the dense forest, carefully observing. For now, he let his men—who hadmpletely surrounded the bus—handle thenfrontation, waiting to see how the situation would unfold.

And who was this person?

None other than Keith. Using his awakened mental ability, illusion, henjured a hyper-realistic army of armed men, making it seem as though Sparrow and his team werempletely surrounded.

In reality, Keith himself was hidden behind a nearby tree, watching the scene unfold. His goal wasn't to engage but to buy as much time as possible until the rest of their people arrived at the site.

Why did heme here alone?

The answer was simple. When they heard the landmine go off, he and the others assumed that another zombie had wandered into the minefield and triggered it.

They believed it was just a routine cleanup—disposing of any remains and, if necessary, setting up new mines to maintain the security of their perimeter.

This wasn't the first time a landmine had gone off. Occasionally, some zombies managed to make their way deep into the forest, reaching the outer perimeter of their territory.

To ensure their safety, they had set up various traps, including landmines, around the area. Since this was typically just a routine cleanup, Keith volunteered to handle it alone, as he had done many times before.

But who would have thought that instead of a few zombies triggering the landmine, it would be a group of people? Since Keith had taken his time reaching the perimeter, he had only just managed to call for backup after Sparrow spotted him.

It had only been ten minutes since then, so to keep Sparrow and his group in check, he used his illusion ability tonjure the appearance of numerous armed men, ensuring they wouldn't try anything reckless under his watch.

He was careful not to reveal any details about the base or its inhabitants and had immediately reported the situation to Eagle via walkie-talkie. By now, reinforcements were likely on their way—all Keith had to do was hold out until they arrived and keep himself safe.

With this in mind, Keith remained hidden, maintaining the tension in the air. However, as he observed Sparrow standing firm andmposed despite being surrounded, a sense of unease crept over him, now, he was the one getting nervous.

He had never euntered survivors before, and his sister had repeatedly warned him about the dangers they posed. The fact that the first survivor he euntered looked so intimidating and menacing made Keith swallow nervously.

His grip tightened around the walkie-talkie strapped to his belt, his fingers unsciously clenching as he braced himself for whatever mightme next.

Sparrow finally broke the silence. "My name is Sparrow. I came here looking for my people. Are they still here, or have they left for somewhere else? I just want to know."

He knew there was a high chance his question would be met with more silence, but he had to ask. The situation was puzzling, and he was starting to suspect that these people might be new recruits who didn't rgnize their higher-ups.

That meant dropping his name was necessary—at the very least, it might get a reaction.

"And I need to urgently deliver a message to my master, Duke Winters, and Young Madam Kisha Aldens. To do that, I must see Eagle and Hawk, who were left in charge of this place."

Sparrow knew he was dropping important names, but it was a calculated risk. If these people were nemers to the base, they would at least rgnize who truly owned this territory.

He was certain that Hawk and Eagle would have made sure everyone under theirmmand was aware of Duke and Kisha.