[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi":3,"chapter-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-159":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Have a Modern Weapon Gacha System in the Zombie Apocalypse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1279590,1709,"Chapter 159: Let’s Clean them Up Part 2","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-159",159,"\u003Cp>\"Well goddamn, we should clean them up,\" Adrian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The command center remained quiet for a moment after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because anyone disagreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because after three straight days of nonstop fighting, hearing that only ten thousand infected remained almost felt unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand still sounded terrifying in normal circumstances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to the nightmare they had just survived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the hundreds of thousands that once flooded southern Luzon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It finally felt manageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian stepped closer toward the tactical display while operators updated the remaining infected positions in real time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red clusters across the map were noticeably smaller now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fragmented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the infected had lost any organized momentum after the constant bombardments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entire sections of the swarm had simply ceased to exist beneath artillery and airstrikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remaining concentrations?\" Adrian asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One analyst immediately responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Largest cluster estimated at around three thousand moving southwest through destroyed highway sectors. Smaller groups are scattered around nearby towns and open terrain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another operator switched the drone feed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen showed what remained of the battlefield south of Basa Air Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight looked apocalyptic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burned highways stretched across cratered terrain while thick smoke drifted over shattered buildings and destroyed forests. Wrecked vehicles littered every road. Entire fields looked blackened from repeated bombardments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And everywhere—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands upon thousands of bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infected dead covered roads so densely in some areas that the pavement beneath them was no longer visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the surviving infected seemed slower now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not physically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But strategically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The endless momentum they once had was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like we finally broke them,\" one officer muttered quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian crossed his arms while studying the drone feeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t underestimate them yet,\" he replied. \"A cornered animal is still dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Basa Air Base, the frontline troops received the new orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cleanup operations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mood across the trenches immediately changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody was stupid enough to relax around infected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was finally something close to hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had survived the worst part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Engines roared throughout the base as armored units began mobilizing again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of M1 Abrams tanks rolled out from defensive positions while M2 Bradley IFVs followed close behind carrying infantry squads prepared to sweep through the remaining infected pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overhead, drones launched continuously from the airfield to provide targeting support and reconnaissance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cleanup operation began before sunrise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The southern gates of Basa Air Base slowly opened while armored columns pushed outward into the ruined countryside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight outside the perimeter looked horrifying even for hardened soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entire roads had vanished beneath craters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroyed infected bodies lay piled against collapsed barricades and burned-out vehicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell hit them immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotting flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burned metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One infantryman riding inside a Bradley looked out through the vision block and grimaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Jesus Christ.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody answered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because nobody had words for this anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armored convoy continued moving south carefully while drones scanned ahead for movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining infected were no longer charging in endless waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they moved in scattered groups through ruined terrain like predators trying to survive after losing their pack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Contact front,\" one Bradley commander reported over comms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The convoy slowed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead of them, several dozen infected emerged from behind overturned civilian vehicles blocking the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bradley’s Bushmaster cannon opened fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUMP THUMP THUMP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosive 25mm rounds tore the infected apart instantly, shredding bodies across the asphalt while nearby infantrymen finished the survivors with controlled rifle bursts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The convoy kept moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That pattern repeated throughout the day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small groups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then larger groups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes hundreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes only dozens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single time, the defenders answered with overwhelming firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Abrams tank fired a canister round into a cluster of infected trapped between destroyed buses, vaporizing the entire group instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further west, infantry squads swept through abandoned neighborhoods house by house while drones hovered overhead searching for movement through thermal imaging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining Hunters proved far more dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after losing most of the swarm, the surviving Hunters still attacked aggressively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One cleanup squad learned that the hard way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infantry unit had just cleared a destroyed gas station when a Hunter burst through the roof of a nearby building and slammed directly into the rear soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CONTACT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunfire exploded instantly across the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hunter tore into the fallen soldier while nearby infantry redirected fire toward it. M4 carbines cracked nonstop while an M249 SAW gunner dumped nearly half a belt into the creature at close range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it kept moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hunter leapt toward another soldier only for a Bradley parked nearby to rotate its turret and fire a burst from the Bushmaster cannon directly through the side of the building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall exploded apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hunter disappeared beneath concrete dust and shattered debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the smoke cleared, half the gas station had collapsed on top of the creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cleanup operations continued relentlessly throughout the day and into the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining infected were hunted continuously from the air and ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The MQ-9 Reaper drones tracked fleeing groups through forests and ruined highways while artillery occasionally fired precision strikes against larger concentrations attempting to regroup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Fairchild Republic A-10 Thunderbolt II aircraft still conducted occasional gun runs against surviving infected masses too large for infantry sweeps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield slowly grew quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in days, there were moments where soldiers could actually hear the wind instead of constant explosions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone felt strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the second day of cleanup operations, the remaining infected numbers collapsed even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands became hundreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds became scattered pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the command center, the updated tactical map looked almost empty compared to before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The endless sea of red markers was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only scattered signatures remained across southern sectors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One analyst looked toward Adrian while updating the latest estimates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remaining infected count is now below one thousand, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian stared quietly at the map for several seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war that almost overran Basa Air Base had nearly ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, armored units continued sweeping through burning ruins beneath dark smoke-filled skies while infantry squads hunted the last surviving infected through abandoned towns and collapsed highways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cleanup had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, humanity was winning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, somewhere from the other ends of the Earth, someone was not happy.\u003C\u002Fp>",1053,"2026-06-05T17:06:50.186Z",1,"novelbin.me","e0f640ee12e81a4b7fcfd4a2ec1b2b391d5c817e1a3d102ebf7ef84cb01c3c52","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-160","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-158",183,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-cover.jpg"]