Of all things I survived in my military career I didn't expect to go out choking on a shrimp tail at my military retirement party as I fall to the floor from low oxygen my life flashes before my eyes my first steps graduateing high school graduation boot camp marrying my wife watching my kid grow to adults I had a great life whether damnation or salvation comes next I don't know but I'll face it head on like i always do waking up in a m2 abrams in my kit was not on my bucket list as I groggily try to open the top hatch to get out this souna of a vehicle but it wasn't working couse of no power just my luck so I head to the bottom ermency hatch while traversing there I stumble apon a bodie of a us trooper the body looked strange it was gray not like a regular dead Body while giving it a once over taking the dog tags the grenade and a flash bang and the bullets from its pistol and say a silent prayer for the guy I start walking to bottom hatch the corpse comes to life my brain was shocked my body that been though hell and back was ready by I grabbed my combat knife and stabed the corpse in the head Because if it smell like a zombie act like one and looks like one it a zombie and the one rule about zombie is you aim for the head after grabbing my knife and wipeing it so it doesn't rust and then sheathing it I get a blue promted in my eyes.
Thank you warrior for collecting the required amount of z points to unlock the R.T.C system with this system you will grow your army and fight the zombie scourge and save this and many worlds any questions general shepherd
Well shit I got sucked into a WEBNOVEL there only one thing I have to say about this situation fuck it we ball. only a few questions system what kind of army will I be growing. your army sir a modern one one that your most familiar with. Got it how do I summon this army. with z points of course evertime you kill a hostile you get a hundred points.alright I'm done asking questions for now. Alright general. Seeing that the bottom exit doesn't have a lid I put my head through the hole spinning three hundred and sixty degrees checking for zombies seeing nothing I crawl out from the tank