I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1197 - 1192: Demon Dragon 5

Chapter 1197: Chapter 1192: Demon Dragon 5

"Report your situations, everyone!"

"Fighters No. 3, No. 9, No. 22, No. 11, No. 35 have been destroyed, the attacker is the tail of that corpse dragon!"

"Where exactly, report the coordinates!"

"Yes!"

The pilot in Fighter No. 14 reported the coordinates, and in the next second, more than a dozen combat aircraft returned, arriving at the location described by the pilot, where the fog was relatively thin. From within, they could faintly see the corpse dragon winding through the mist!

"It’s huge!"

"What should we do, Fighter No. 2?"

"Don’t panic, we will have support soon. Our mission is to prevent this dragon from escaping."

"Yes!"

While they were speaking, the angry roar of the corpse dragon resounded in their ears again, and immediately following, a thick tail swept through, the storm spreading in all directions. The dust on the ground was stirred up, rising from the surface and spreading outwards like a barrier into the surroundings.

Every soldier piloting the combat aircraft was experienced, possessing high control over their planes. As the storm raged on, they steadied their joysticks to prevent any mishaps.

"Here it comes!"

The corpse dragon’s massive tail swept from the distance, but the soldiers were prepared and didn’t need to be reminded. The surrounding aircraft dived swiftly, neatly dodging the dragon’s attack, only being slightly destabilized by the storm kicked up by its tail.

Roar!

Seeing that its tail had failed to hit even a single "bird," the corpse dragon bellowed once more, its roar clearly conveying boundless fury from within its heart.

The soldiers, having evaded the attack, were left shaken, not daring to contemplate the consequences of being hit by that tail. They could see just how powerful the dragon’s tail was from the white streaks it left wherever it swept.

No one doubted that if that tail hit them, their aircraft would explode into a heap of scrap metal on the spot!

After the tail’s sweep, it quickly disappeared into the mist, and the black figure, long and thick, began to fade away until its entire body vanished into the fog.

"It’s hiding!"

"Should we turn on the searchlights?"

"No need, first confirm its location."

"Yes!"

No sooner had they replied with "Yes!" than a black line shot straight out from the thick fog, its speed lightning fast, in the blink of an eye!

Before the pilots could even react, the black line swept through, and instantly another five aircraft were destroyed!

The hearts of the surviving pilots in the aircraft not hit by the black light trembled fiercely.

"What a beast!" After Fighter No. 1 was lost, the pilot of Fighter No. 2, who was in charge of commanding, roared with rage. His face showed his anger, but fear could be seen in his eyes. Only now did he remember an important fact—the corpse dragon was a zombie, but how could such a zombie hide in the mist and launch a surprise attack on them?

At first, it didn’t seem like much, but as time went on, they began to feel that something was off, seemingly contradicting their understanding of zombies.

Hiding in the dense fog for an ambush could already be considered a strategy, but do zombies use strategies?

Pondering this, the eyebrows of the soldier in Fighter No. 2 began to furrow.

"This creature is formidable!" he muttered before opening his communicator and yelling, "Everyone, turn on the searchlights!"

Hearing the command, the other soldiers hesitated for a moment, confused by the order to fire, then not to fire, then to fire again – what did it mean?

But their hesitation lasted just a brief moment, and the soldiers obediently turned on their spotlights.

The remaining twenty-seven fighters burst forth with intense light, fiercely piercing the thick fog ahead.

The blindingly bright light seemed to disperse some of the thick white fog, and slowly, soldiers could begin to see the enormous dark silhouette circling in the depths.

Aboard Fighter No.2, the pilot’s face turned cold, his eyes flashing with madness.

"Take this, you beast!" he yelled.

Aiming at the shadow in the fog, Fighter No.2 took the lead and fired a barrage of shells, and was quickly followed by the other fighters.

"Draw it out, don’t roam aimlessly!" an order came.

"Roger that!"

After about ten seconds, there were explosions of fire deep within the fog. The corpse dragon’s massive body was suddenly riddled with explosions, and at that moment, its body began to convulse. Clearly, it was in pain. The composition of these shells was problematic, containing highly corrosive substances that blasted its usually impervious scales off completely!

The continued bombardment of more than twenty fighters, combined with the evolution that made the corpse dragon feel pain, also made it even angrier!

"Should we use the corpse bait?"

"It’s possible... wait, not yet, we’ll see what happens next."

"Understood!"

The twenty-some fighters crisscrossed back and forth, countless shells violently raining down upon the corpse dragon. The corpse dragon screamed in agony, enduring this tremendous pain, but in truth, this pain was not caused by the attacks of the fighters but was due to the suffering brought on by its evolutionary metamorphosis!

Such pain was unbearable even for a zombie, as its severed pain nerves seemed to be reawakened in an instant.

The pain drove the corpse dragon to even greater madness and fueled its rage against those attacking it!

The relentless storm of attacks lasted for about half a minute, and soon, the corpse dragon’s roar penetrated the heavens and the earth!

The soldier on Fighter No.2’s face lit up with joy, and he shouted into the comms mic, "All units, prepare to disperse, and get your white phosphorus bombs ready!"

"Fighter No.8 is ready!"

"Fighter No.9 is ready!"

"Fighter No.12 is ready!"

At the command of Fighter No.2, the other fighter pilots immediately responded.

Quickly, the twenty-plus fighters began to scatter in different directions, and the next second, a ferocious gale blew from the fog where the corpse dragon was, like the shockwave of a nuclear bomb detonating in a city!

Buildings below were ripped apart by this powerful storm, and the dense hordes of zombies were like enormous waves upon the sea, pushed hundreds of meters away with a cacophony of roaring.

"All units! Strategic dispersal!"

"Roger that!"

The soldiers in the fighters roared. One by one, the fighters tilted and with a more vigorous burst from the tail engines, a series of "swhoosh" noises was heard as the fighters ascended higher into the sky!

Following this sequence of maneuvers by the fighters, the thick fog scattered in every direction, revealing a massive shadow darting out like an arrow just released from its bow! At the same time, it opened its vast maw, and for a moment, the space seemed like the inside of a balloon, with the strong wind representing the air inside. As the balloon was punctured, the wild wind crazily surged in!

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