Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 626: Story : Inferno of Dominion
The Northern Resistance Stronghold lay in ruins, its walls charred and crumbling. Fires roared, illuminating the night as smoke coiled into the starless sky. General Viktor 'Bloodfang' Kruger stood amid the devastation, his muscular chest bare, streaked with blood and soot. His magnum pistol spat flames, cutting down the last of the fleeing survivors.
The stronghold's defenses had been formidable, but they were no match for the Death Brigade—Kruger's elite cadre of sentient undead soldiers. Each was a grotesque blend of human and monster, a testament to his ruthless ingenuity.
A desperate Resistance fighter burst from a burning building, his rifle raised in trembling hands. Kruger turned smoothly, squeezing the trigger. The magnum roared, the bullet tearing through the man's skull with brutal efficiency.
From behind a collapsed wall, Sergeant Darius 'Hellhound' Rook emerged, his shotgun smoking. "All clear on the west side, General. No sign of any more runners."
Kruger nodded, his eyes scanning the battlefield. "Gather the survivors. We need them for the next phase."
Nearby, Eva 'Black Widow' Morales dragged a struggling captive toward Kruger. The prisoner, a young officer with a shattered leg, glared defiantly despite his injuries.
"You think this will last?" he spat. "There are others. Stronger. Smarter. They'll end you."
Kruger smiled darkly. "Let them try." He aimed his magnum and fired into the air, the blast echoing like thunder. Within moments, the Death Brigade converged, their undead eyes fixed upon him.
Kruger addressed his grotesque battalion, his voice resonating through the hellish landscape. "We are the harbingers of the new world. The living will either kneel or perish. Tonight, we have broken their will. Tomorrow, we break their world."
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The undead soldiers let out a unified, bone-chilling roar—a terrifying harmony of the damned.
Behind Kruger, Dr. Sylvia 'Plague Mistress' Voss approached, a wicked grin on her face. "The new batch is ready, General. Faster. Deadlier. They'll make these look like children's toys."
Kruger glanced at the towering laboratory in the distance, its ominous silhouette cutting through the smoky horizon. "Begin the enhancements. The world has had its time. Now, it belongs to the dead."
Voss nodded and retreated, already eager to unleash her next creation.
Turning back to the battlefield, Kruger holstered his magnum, surveying the bodies strewn across the ground. A sea of corpses—both enemy and his own. Each death was a step closer to his ultimate vision—a world unified under his iron rule.
As dawn threatened to break, the fires still raged, consuming the remnants of the Resistance's final hope. Kruger's empire of the undead was expanding, and soon, no corner of the earth would be free from his grasp.
