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Chapter 344: The Israeli army is completely annihilated, and the Chief of the General Staff collapses.
Sparks flew from the muzzles of eight tanks as massive armor-piercing shells hurtled toward the mummy legion.

The shells hit the mummies precisely, blasting them into the air along with the yellow sand.

"Hit!"

Excited shouts came from the crew.

The captain shouted, "Don't relax! Load and keep firing!"

Just as the loader loaded the armor-piercing round into the magazine, the captain shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong, Captain?"

He looked at the view in the peephole and said incredulously, "They've gotten back up, they've gotten back up completely unharmed!"

The entire tank was deathly silent; no one uttered a single word.

"Fire! Keep firing!"

The sound of artillery fire echoed across the desert.

The colonel held up his binoculars and stared at the scene in the desert. He was no longer as calm as before; his brows were furrowed, and his thoughts could be read on his face.

He saw the mummy being blown into the air.

"Great!"

The officers around him immediately surrounded him, asking with concern, "Did it work?"

“That’s right. I told you this thing definitely couldn’t withstand depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds—I said it too early, so just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Then the group of mummies rose from the sand unharmed.

Everyone held their breath, silently watching the battlefield engulfed in gunfire.

The colonel heard the sounds of the tank crew through his earpiece.

"Reporting to the colonel, firing was ineffective. The target is accelerating towards them. Requesting evacuation."

The colonel bit his lip and decisively said, "Withdraw first—"

"Ouch! It's biting me!"

Sharp screams kept reaching the commanders' ears.

The mummies seemed to be suddenly activated, and they charged towards the tank group.

"This is not a speed that humans can achieve. It's faster than a motorcycle."

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

They swarmed onto the tanks like locusts, and the massive horde of mummified corpses surrounded and engulfed the eight tanks, making them look like eight grotesque lumps of flesh.

They poured into the tank, screams echoing through everyone's headphones.

A moment later, the horde of zombies disembarked from the tanks and staggered forward again toward the main force.

From eight tanks, a group of soldiers dressed in khaki uniforms and covered in blood crawled out. Like zombies, they followed the horde of zombies without any awareness.

"Oh my God."

The army was immediately thrown into panic.

The colonel gave the order: "Tactic 075, withdraw while launching a massive saturation attack on the target. Communications officer! Request precision strikes from the missile units. This tough battle has begun!"

The troops were fully equipped and ready to depart, and everyone boarded their vehicles.

Large numbers of infantry and armored troops approached the mummy.

Just as the colonel was about to get into the car, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

"yue~"

Rikuku quickly helped the colonel, who was vomiting.

"Colonel, what's wrong?"

The colonel clutched his stomach, writhing in pain, his face contorted in agony. "I think I ate something bad. Let's get in the car."

Just as Rikuku was about to help him into the car, he suddenly felt the colonel's hand begin to twitch.

The convulsions spread throughout my body like an electric shock.

When the colonel spoke of his sons and grandsons, he foamed at the mouth and his whole body convulsed uncontrollably.

"Colonel! Medic!"

The colonel suddenly stopped.

Rikuku shook his body: "Colonel, hang in there, the medic is coming soon."

The colonel stood up abruptly, as if he were a corpse.

With lifeless eyes, he lunged at Rikuku. Rikuku reacted quickly, dodging the colonel's attack with a sidestep.

"Colonel! It's me!"

The colonel seemed to have lost consciousness, and he lunged at Rikuku again like a mummy.

Rikuku dodged with a leap.

"What's going on? How did the colonel mutate too? Could this thing spread through the air? What's the point of playing then?!"

Just as the colonel lunged at him again, he suddenly dug through the sand beneath him, disappeared into the ground.

He dug down with all his might, the scene he had just witnessed etched into his memory.

Not only the colonel, but he had just caught a glimpse of many soldiers in the troops behind him who had mutated. They were attacking and tearing at their comrades, their screams echoing endlessly.

As the soldiers aimed their guns at the mummy, their comrades suddenly tackled them to the ground, their eyes glazed over like zombies.

These mutated beings were all incredibly strong, and even seasoned soldiers could not resist them, leaving them to be torn apart.

"Go ahead and bite me, but don't lick me!"

The mutated soldiers bit open people's shoulders, their tongues swirling inside.

The entire unit was in complete chaos.

The mutated driver overturned the truck full of infantry into the quicksand, swallowing the truck and its crew together.

Before long, a group of mutated soldiers emerged in a line from the center of the quicksand vortex.

The sudden mutation of the soldiers disrupted the entire team's movements, and there were figures fighting with the mutants everywhere.

Gunshots, explosions, and screams filled the air.

The entire desert instantly turned into a living hell.

The desperate female soldier knelt in the yellow sand, holding a dagger to her throat.

All of this happened just as she had feared.

"I'd rather die than become like this."

She trembled and couldn't bring herself to do it.

She put the knife down: "Actually, I think being a mummy would be fine. Anyway, it's all about killing children, so what difference does it make where you kill them?"

She then took out an anesthetic injection from her medical kit.

She then took out another anesthetic injection.

She took out another anesthetic injection.

"Let's have one last good time."

All three needles were inserted into the arm at the same time.

Push the syringe, and the anesthetic quickly disappears from the needle.

"Didn't you feel anything after three injections?"

She looked down and saw a withered brown hand gripping her arm, with three needles stuck in it.

She looked at the mummy standing before her and gave an awkward laugh: "Did you enjoy it? If you did, go to sleep. Ah!"

The mummy tackled her to the ground in the endless yellow sand.

-

The operations command center in Tel Aviv.

The Chief of the General Staff, dressed in military uniform, looked at the huge LCD screen wall, while the staff behind him were busy at work.

He was a spirited middle-aged man; his neat buzz cut and strong physique seemed to tell everyone that he was a soldier through and through.

The large screen displays the location and situation of each unit.

He looked at the troops stationed on the Sinai Peninsula.

"We're fully prepared for this attack, with elite troops everywhere. I'm going to start with Egypt and show these Zika in the Middle East our strength. How's the missile unit's preparation going?"

The adjutant beside him reported: "The missile force is ready. As soon as the advance troops send back the reconnaissance data, we will be able to accurately strike the enemy's military facilities."

“Very good. Inquire about Colonel Mond’s situation. I think they are also eager to march on Cairo.”

A moment later, an officer ran over: "Reporting to the Chief of the General Staff, Colonel Mond has sent a message saying—"

"What did he say? Why are you acting so hesitant? The situation on the battlefield changes in the blink of an eye, don't waste your time!"

"Yes! He said they encountered a mummy and requested artillery support."

(End of this chapter)