We've all heard of zombies in books and seen them in movies, but no one could have predicted the cataclysm that turned our once-beautiful green planet into a world infested with the undead. The virus spread like wildfire, forcing humanity to flee like prisoners from their own homes. They had to be careful where they went, always watching their backs, or risk being torn apart by the bloodthirsty monsters that roamed the surface. Those who were lucky enough to escape the initial outbreak made their way to the safe haven of "ATLANTA."The EMP cloud was a mystery that would haunt humanity for years to come. Billions perished and were transformed into zombies by the EMP cloud radiation before the government could even begin to address the issue. The world became a desolate wasteland, with only distant cries heard in the silence as the EMP cloud claimed 80 percent of the global population. In the last transmitted message, it was said that "ATLANTA" was the last hope for the remaining humans.

The towering turrets hung ominously from the walls, their formidable presence a stark reminder of the constant threat that loomed outside the survival base's gates. These powerful weapons could have been the key to the base's defense in times of crisis, but their potential remained untapped. The base was plagued by poverty, forced to prioritize the basic needs of its inhabitants over costly energy units to power the turrets. As the attack drew closer, the base's defenders prepared themselves for the inevitable onslaught. A formidable force of heavily-armed survivors stood resolute at the gate, their weapons at the ready. Others perched atop the tall fence and wall, scanning the horizon for signs of their enemy. With every passing moment, the tension mounted. In the midst of this chaos stood Amelia, her lightsaber sword slung casually across her back. She was a formidable warrior, and her mere presence instilled a sense of confidence in the base's defenders. But even she was taken ab

Suddenly, the wasteland was suddenly filled with the thunderous sounds of approaching helicopters. Amelia and Logan's eyes darted in every direction, searching for the source of the sound. The presence of helicopters was an anomaly in this barren land, and it immediately caught the attention of the survivors in the survival base. Perplexed, they wondered who could be flying the helicopters, as they were a luxury afforded only by the powerful Jaden Federation. Before they could make any sense of it, seven heavily armed helicopters bearing the insignia of the Jaden Federation appeared on the horizon, hurtling towards the survival base at breakneck speed. Amelia and Logan's faces lit up with recognition, but the other survivors were thrown into dismay. They knew that the hordes of zombies that lurked in the wasteland were now much closer to their base, and they were ill-prepared to face them. In a frenzy, the survivors and the Warband retreated to the safety of the underground bunker i

Acquiring a warband within the wasteland was relatively straightforward for those who could provide food to willing survivors. However, assembling a warband for the purpose of infiltrating the Jaden Federation and rescuing a prisoner would prove to be more challenging. Amelia understood that she needed brave and trustworthy individuals for the task at hand, individuals who wouldn't flee when faced with intense battles. To gather men willing to join her in saving Logan, Amelia knew she had to seek assistance from Logan's scattered warbands, now dispersed throughout the Survival base. It didn't take long before she came face to face with a young man of imposing stature, engaged in conversation with a survivor. "Hey!" Amelia called out to him from behind. The bulky man swiftly turned, uncertain whether Amelia was addressing him or the person he had been speaking with. "Me?" the bulky man asked, puzzled by Amelia's sudden call. "Yes, you!" Amelia replied, squinting her eyes against the

"That's not true!" Amelia exclaimed, her face displaying disbelief at Kai's words. "Believe what you want. But remember, we are a team with a common goal here," Kai muttered, expressing his weariness of being in the bunker as he made his way towards the exit. Amelia stood rooted in place, watching Kai walk away. She felt a tinge of annoyance that he had left without giving her a chance to respond to his statement. "You traitor!" Amelia muttered under her breath, making sure Kai, who was still at a distance, couldn't hear her. Frustration surged through her, and she stamped her foot on the ground, only to be met with a sharp pain in her hand, causing her to cry out. Kai swiftly turned back upon hearing Amelia's cry, casting a concerned glance at her as she clutched her arm in agony. "More problems while the current one remains unresolved," Kai remarked, retracing his steps to Amelia's side. He reached out to touch her broken arm, but Amelia halted him with a stern look. "Hey, don