Chapter 522 The Night Siege
Chapter 522 The Night Siege
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Everyone in the zing Sun Alliance had long since stopped worrying about food. Still, the sight of the meals Theresa served up every single day left the others stunned.
When Sage and Drew received their boxed meals, their eyes lit up at the spread inside. Drew, in particr, stared in shock. He had been following Sage for a while now, and life in Dawnwatch Camp was already considered high–levelpared to most. But never–not once -had he eaten anything this luxurious.
<i>Meat</i><i>! </i><i>Actual </i><i>meat</i><i>! </i>And so <i>much of </i><i>it</i><i>! </i>
As core members of Dawnwatch Camp, they had ess to meat sometimes–unlike the poor souls at the bottom who ate human flesh. Even then, it was only once every three days. But here, staring back at him were beef bourguignon, grilled chicken, curry stew… his eyes went wide with disbelief.
<i>How </i><i>can </i><i>their </i><i>standard </i><i>of </i><i>living </i><i>be </i><i>this </i><i>high</i><i>? </i>It’s <i>a </i><i>hundred </i><i>times </i><i>better </i><i>than </i><i>ours</i><i>! </i>
Even Sage, everposed, showed a glimmer of awe in his gentle gaze. Nothing Theresa brought out was ever ordinary.
Across the room, Lara, L, and their twopanions couldn’t take their eyes off the food.
“It smells amazing!”
“They’re eating meat?!”
“There’s chicken! Curry stew! Even fresh greens!”
They stared at the steaming meals, breathing in the fragrance, swallowing hungrily.
<i>This </i><i>is </i><i>the </i><i>apocalypse! </i><i>How </i><i>can </i><i>they </i><i>eat </i><i>like </i><i>this</i><i>? </i>
Back in the gorge camp, they had lived almost like hunters and gatherers from another age- digging wild nts<b>, </b>gnawing on bark, lucky to catch fish when they could. Yet here, this group was feasting like it was a dream.
“How are they eating like this?<b>” </b>
“That’s a whole other league!”
“I want some so badly.”
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“I’m starving.”
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Just then, a few pieces of bread and a couple of packets of cheese spread were tossed their way. L caught them, then looked up at Theresa. “Where’s our dish?”
Theresa nced at him coolly. “You think you deserve it?”
The four fell silent. If they hadn’t worked earlier that afternoon, she wouldn’t even have spared them the bread.
They huddled together, splitting the scraps, chewing dry bread with cheese spread while the smell of meat filled the room. The contrast nearly killed them with envy.
Once everyone finished eating, Theresa pulled out hermunicator to try contacting the outside. There was no signal at all. She tucked it away, only to hear the scratching and howling begin outside the windows.
The fortress was surrounded. Under the full moon, the zombies‘ senses grew sharper, their strength heightened. They wed at the walls and hammered against the doors and windows.
A dozen mmed against the heavy iron gate, sharp ws leaving deep scratches and curling kes of metal raining to the ground.
Then came the crash of shattering ss. One of the east–side windows on the first floor had given way.
A female zombie, skin ashen and body wasted, wed desperately at the bars, forcing herself through the broken frame. A jagged end of rusted iron pierced into her temple, tearing along her jaw as she shoved forward, spilling foul, ck pus.
She scraped and mmed against the barrier, snarling. Her head banged repeatedly against the bars until strips of flesh tore free, leaving bloody tatters hanging from the rust. The stench drew more zombies to the window, their gray–white faces pressing together, fighting to break inside.
Just then, a sh grenade streaked overhead andnded in the grass beyond. The sharp noise drew arge cluster of zombies away, though they found nothing waiting for them there.
On the fourth floor, Theresa <i>stood </i>by the window, watching the scene below–the mass of undead still wing at the walls, others lured into the distance. “We’ll run two shifts tonight. No one is allowed to sleep too deeply. Stay ready at all times.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
They couldn’t afford to let their guard down–not with a mental maniption ability user of
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