"Are you sure about this? It's not going to be easy, especially when you…" Raj trailed off, his eyes narrowing at the sight of General Vaidya, armed to the teeth.
What made it even more horrifying was that the general planned to go alone, using the cover of night to root out one of the many outposts he had been keeping tabs on.
Vaidya grinned and patted the smooth barrel of his weapon, saying, "I can do anything with my baby at my side."
"Besides, it's just a small group—nothing serious."
"But we can assist, sir! They could be harmful. A tall young man interrupted, his voice tinged with worry,
"And zombies are much more active at night."
The speaker was Rohan, the vice commander of the camp—the most steady and dependable man Vaidya had ever trained. The boy had been strong from birth, and Vaidya had watched him grow into a formidable warrior in this merciless world.
Despite his youth, Rohan had risen through the ranks, becoming the general's right hand.
