Chapter 541: A Fate Worse Than Death

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Chapter 541: A Fate Worse Than Death

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After MJ swiftly quelled Peter's maniacal laughter, the reality of their situation demanded attention. Peter radioed Major Lewis, instructing him to send the transport for the loot.

Even though the Major knew Peter would succeed after witnessing his power and ability, he still couldn't help but feel both shocked and impressed. The problems that he toiled over for days were solved by Peter in only 24 hours. At this point, he didn't mind keeping his end of the deal.

After all, why wouldn't he want to follow Peter? He's brought their camp nothing but success.

Within a few hours, a convoy of eighteen-wheelers, box trucks, and military transport vehicles rumbled onto the scene. And just like before, Peter took charge, efficiently organizing the loading process.

As the soldiers diligently loaded the trucks with the spoils of their conquest, Peter's enhanced hearing picked up whispers among the newly rescued high-ranking officers.

The Colonel, highest in rank among them, seemed to be their focal point of discussion. Their discontent was palpable, questioning Peter's authority and openly voicing the belief that the Colonel should be leading the operation.

One officer remarked, "Who is this guy anyway? How did he end up in charge of us? We're soldiers, not his personal henchmen." The murmurs of agreement spread, fueled by their ego and desire for the familiarity of military hierarchy.

Peter, overhearing their conversation from afar, sighed in annoyance. He knew that the power dynamic would become an issue sooner or later.

Ignorant, these officers saw an opportunity to reclaim their sense of authority. But for now, Peter dismissed their discontent, focusing on securing the loot. He had neither the time nor patience to engage in a power struggle with these idiots right now.

'I'll find a way to take care of them later...' Peter thought, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

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As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an orange glow over the looted Fort Benning, the loading process neared completion. Boxes of ammunition, crates of weapons, and various military supplies were packed into the trucks. They took every last speck of loot without leaving behind a single crumb.

With a final glance at the secured loot, Peter decided it was time to leave. The convoy, now laden with the spoils of their raid, rumbled to life, setting off out of the base and onto the highway.

But, now that he had so many vehicles, Peter decided to ride back home in style. So, instead of his familiar police SUV, Peter chose to ride atop one of the tanks they had just acquired.

With a quick pat on the Majors shoulder, Peter continued on to his room, the implication of what would happen to the troublemakers hung heavily in the air.

Fear flickered in the Major's eyes as he watched his new leader leave, grateful that his allegiance to Peter had spared him from the fate that awaited the dissenting officers.

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As morning dawned on the camp, the usual hustle and bustle of post-apocalyptic life resumed. However, it didn't take long for a sense of eerie realization to settle in.

The high-ranking officers rescued from Fort Benning were nowhere to be found. Whispers echoed through the camp as people what happened or where they went. Their belongings were gone, and it seemed as if they had vanished into thin air.

The Major, his eyes reflecting a mix of awe and fear, couldn't help but steal glances at Peter. The mysterious leader had promised the officers would be gone before morning, and he had delivered.

However, the Major couldn't fathom how Peter accomplished such a feat. Killing a group of people in a densely populated camp without detection and erasing all traces seemed implausible, yet the evidence before him suggested otherwise.

Approaching Peter cautiously, the Major stammered, "How did you... I mean, they're really gone. What did you do?"

Peter's response was a chilling smile that sent shivers down the Major's spine. "Sometimes, it's better not to ask too many questions, Major. Just know that I keep my promises."

The Major, fear etched across his face, nodded hesitantly. In that moment, a silent oath formed in his heart. He vowed to never cross Peter or entertain thoughts of betrayal. The power and efficiency displayed by their enigmatic leader demanded both respect and a healthy dose of fear.

Unbeknownst to the Major and any other suspicious party's in the camp, Peter hadn't resorted to murder in the dead of night. Instead, he simply sent the away. With a mere wave of his hand and the subtle manipulation of portals, Peter had relocated the entire group of dissidents.

But Peter would allow them to think what they wanted. He observed the Major's lingering fear with a sense of amusement and satisfaction. That fear would serve as a deterrent, a reminder that Peter's capabilities extended far beyond what the eye could see.

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Meanwhile, atop a skyscraper in Hong Kong, China, the Colonel and his bewildered men awoke to a chilly morning. The towering cityscape, ravaged into a desolate landscape by the zombie outbreak, surrounded them.

Confusion and realization dawned on their faces as they realized they were perched high above one of the world's most densely populated cities, which means lots of infected.

The Colonel, momentarily stunned, surveyed the unfamiliar skyline, the sight of millions of zombies wandering the streets below sent shivers down his spine.

Questions raced through their minds as they grappled with the surreal nature of their situation. Far from the military camp they once schemed to control, they now found themselves in a much worse hell than they were rescued from.

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