224 Confrontation (2/2)

The crowd changed their attitudes after they were reminded of their sufferings. A few conscientious ones noticed the weird ambiance and separated themselves from the antsy crowd. Some wanted to back out as well after seeing a few turntails but got coerced by their friends to join the shouting.

Major Jaquez clicked his tongue. It was true that the military was clearing the northern part of the country, but there were some problems with that.

The Philippine is an archipelagic country situated in the western Pacific Ocean. It consists of about 7,641 islands that are broadly categorized under three main geographical divisions from north to south: Luzon, Visayas and Mindanao.

The capital city of the Philippines is Manila and the most populous city is Quezon City, both within the single urban area of Metro Manila found in Luzon.

Now, Luzon is a large mass of land with slanted L-shape. The capital city is found at the turning points and the way north was a long piece of land that would require time to clean up. With the limited number of available personnel and the number of major towns and cities up north, it would prove to be tough to breeze through that process.

The military's plan to make a safe zone up north was based on resources. There were more wildlands up north and the distance between cities would guarantee that there's a buffer time before zombies could travel from one city to another. They could even get lucky if people managed to capture the city and make a stronghold out there.

If the military could recruit the people in reclaiming these lands, everyone's lives would become easier.

”Follow the plan and keep them alive. Kill them if you're left with no choice. If you don't have enough zip ties then use the barbecue sticks—just as a last resort, okay? We don't want to antagonize them since they're still our citizens. Go, go, go!”

Major Jaquez ordered and everyone rushed forward. The soldiers ran in groups then readied their weapons while shouting.

”Put your hands up in the air!”

”Raise your hands up!”

”We won't hurt you if you cooperate.”

As the shouts resounded in the street, the dazed survivors on the other end finally reacted thanks to some provocative shouts from the moles.

”They're attacking us!”

”The army is trying to kill us!”

”Let's fight for our lives!”

Then those moles summoned their creatures. Most of the Halfdead survivors chose to collect carriers as their minions. They have passive regeneration and limbs that could hold weapons.

It was common knowledge for the Halfdeads that a carrier takes ten energy to maintain, while a Hunter and Destroyer takes fifty and a hundred energy respectively. And those were the basic ones, if one wanted to bind a higher-ranked creature, the energy needed would be impossible for the current energy pool at the current time.

Most Halfdeads only had nine carriers with them. Those people who had ten carriers were elites who rose the level of the skill or the lucky few who looted an energy stone.

Butch's crew also summoned their minions. There were about twenty Hunters and several carriers summoned out of nowhere which caused the charging army to halt their advance. The soldiers took defensive formations along the stairwells, pillars, trees, and everywhere they could hide.

Two hundred soldiers weren't big nor is it small. They littered the streets and completely blocked the road.

Butch had two H2's in front of him. Although he doesn't move around and fight regularly, he was a trusted aide of the Whisperer. He receives rare items from the Whisperer for his efforts and some of them were rare energy stones and essence stats that came from donations.

The guards he took from the resort became envious of his summons but could only dream of having them. It was too much to capture an H1 and an H2 would be impossible at their current strength.

The gray tattooed survivors were now about to fight for their lives.