505 Morgans Sacrifice, The Reminiscence of the General (1/2)

Day 126 - 12:15 PM - Bally's Casino, Atlantic City, New Jersey, United States of America

Mark munched on the chocolates from the box on his hands. From the appearance of the box, it seemed to be some holiday chocolate box. After all, the outbreak started several in December about two weeks before Christmas. Of course, items like this were usual inside untouched shops.

And since shops aimed for the rich filled the casino and hotel area, this was some luxury assorted chocolate with gold decorations.

It was something that Mark had never tasted before. That was why he was quite enjoying the food while he watched the deadly situation below.

Below, the group of survivors was doing their best. Unfortunately, in front of almost a thousand mutated infected army, it was far from enough.

Despite their efforts, it would not be too long, and the infected would reach the roof they were standing on. And at that time, they would have drained all their energy already.

Mark turned his head as he detected some movements. Sure enough, the situation was being watched by the soldiers at Great Island from multiple angles.

Drones wandered around the area, whether it be on the air or land. The drones just kept enough distance so that regular people would have a hard time detecting them. Especially with the current situation, the survivors would not find the drones since their attention was on the attacking horde.

COUGH! COUGH!

”Morgan! Are you okay?!”

One of the two female mutators rushed towards Morgan after he had a coughing fit.

Morgan was already wasted. He could not even reply to that question. Nevertheless, he did not fall. Holding tightly onto the ledge of the rooftop, he glared at the incoming infected below.

Stretching his left arm forward with his palm open wide, seven spears made of cement detached from the face of the building.

SHOOM! SHOOM! SHOOM!

The spears launched at a speed of a tank cannon tearing holes on the bodies of the infected that it passed through.

Several dozens of infected fell off from the room because of the spears.

Morgan succeeded in pushing the line of climbing infected back several floors.

Nevertheless...

COUGH! COUGH! SPLAT!

Morgan gave out another coughing fit. This time, he started coughing out blood that splattered before his feet.

”MORGAN!”

Many of the survivors around could not help but feel shocked at that scene. At the same time, they felt touched. Everyone here was in danger at this moment and Morgan was not holding anything back to protect everyone.

Despite the blood dripping from his mouth, Morgan did not stop. He was about to stretch his arm forwards once more. Fortunately, the female Mutator caught that arm and prevented Morgan from moving.

”Morgan! It's enough! Your body can't hold it anymore!”

”NO!”

Felicia held onto Morgan's arm tightly, not letting go. Morgan was already pale from using his ability far more than he could handle. It was already questionable where he was getting the energy to fire the attacks that started to damage his body.

”Everyone! Don't let Morgan do all the work! Hurry up!”

The leader shouted as he pulled a metal tube from a metal chair with his fur-covered hands. Running towards the edge of the roof, he threw the metal tube with a wide swing.

Flying at fast speeds, the metal tube pierced the head of the closest climbing infected. The infected fell pushing the ones behind it back to the ground.

The other survivors continued to drag the beds from the tower out unto the lower rooftop where they stood.

It did not take long, another spider managed to climb up. Fortunately, it was immediately found out before it managed to latch on anyone.

Still, killing one or two spiders would not stop the horde. It was just making the situation worse.

Every time that a spider managed to climb up and see the people on the roof, the others below were being alerted of the prey currently present. Their climbing speed became faster and faster for every spider that was killed.

Finally, there was just one-floor distance between the roof and the frontline of the climbing infected.

Everyone was already tired and they almost used up all the things they could throw down. Although there were still other heavy things inside the upper floors of the hotel tower, the infected would already have climbed the lower roofs before they could take out the furniture.

”Everyone should run into the tower and hide. I'll hold them back...”

Morgan, who managed to rest several minutes because of Felicia said with great conviction.

Everyone looked at him. They all knew that Morgan was planning to sacrifice himself.

Unsteadily, Morgan stood up with his resolute eyes.

”But Morgan!”

Felicia wanted to convince Morgan not to do what he wanted.

Morgan and Felicia was not any lover of sorts. However, Felicia owed her life to Morgan when the outbreak started. She was nothing but a lowly girl attending to VIPs of the casino wearing clothes that would break any girl's dignity in the eyes of common people.

Yet, Morgan saved her with his abilities and they reached this far in the outbreak. She did not want to see her savior fall before her eyes.

”Felicia, hurry up before the zombies reach this area.”

”No! I'll stay with you!”

Felicia said with conviction.

”I'll stay too. Everyone else run inside and hide. We'll try to distract these zombies away.”

The leader said.

”Arnold. You should go with everyone.” Morgan glared at the leader of their group. ”You too, Felicia.”

”What are you saying. You can't even stand up straight!”

Arnold shouted.

”There's nothing you two can do here. At least, I can hold them back until everyone can hide.”

Morgan then turned towards the two.

”As long as you guys are still alive, it is not over yet. My sacrifice won't be in vain.”

Morgan smiled.

***

”As long as Your Majesty is alive, it is not over yet! The sacrifice of this General won't be in vain!”

Mark held his head as a nostalgic voice played in his ears.

Emotions swirled inside of him. It was not his emotions but what was left of Freed's memories.

”Hahahahaha!!!”

Mark laughed out loud like a crazy person.

It was different if Freed just gave his memories to him. But no. He and Freed became the same person when Freed fused his ability and soul into his.

He was still Mark, but he still had Freed's fragments.