"This is terrible... An unprecedented large hole was broken in the outer city wall. What should we do?"

The people on the scene anxiously discussed, staring at the wall that had been completely destroyed from top to bottom, spanning a width of 10 meters from left to right. What level of zombies could cause such powerful destruction?

"If we can't repair the wall before sunset, the zombies will invade Atlanta City. We need to act fast!"

One of the outer city division captains, Inger, urged everyone to start repairing the wall. But another captain, Brad, expressed dissatisfaction:

"Act? What can we do? The construction drones haven't been deployed here. Are we supposed to fill the hole with our bare hands? It's ridiculous to think we can patch it up by sunset!"

Inger also responded with some anger:

"Why are you talking about this now? The construction drone system is not controlled by the Guard. You will be in trouble when Captain Ethan comes."

Brad, not happy with Inger's response, stepped closer and snarked quietly:

"I know, we're all just bowing down to Ethan out of fear. But let's not pretend. Ethan isn't all-powerful. We both know he's still gotta go talk to the one person he can't intimidate. Just wait and watch!"

As Brad finished his biting words, the alarm suddenly stopped, replaced by a broadcast voice echoing throughout the city.

"Hey there, dear folks! I'm your good friend Oz Nicholas. How's everyone doing? It's been a while since we last caught up, my apologies for the absence. Hope y'all been doing well. I know things have been a bit rocky in town during my time away, but trust me, we'll get through it together. God bless us all! Now, next, music!"

It was the voice of a middle-aged man, using a dramatic radio DJ tone, broadcasting to the entire city of Atlanta.

After the man's words, country music started playing. The whole city was suddenly filled with cheerful violin melodies, calming many citizens who had heard the alarm, believing it was just a minor incident.

"Well, would you look at that? Since that guy's back, Ethan must be on his way to confront him right about now... Hmph, let's just sit back and watch.".

Brad said this while looking towards the direction of the city center, and Inger did the same.

Who exactly is this person Ethan can't threaten?

Amidst the blaring alarms and broadcasts, Allen was also awakened in his bed. This was the first time he had heard this broadcast since coming to Atlanta City.

"What's going on? Who's that on the radio...I never heard that...?"

Allen checked on his mother, Emma, who were still sleeping peacefully, especially Jack, who was sleeping soundly in a twisted position, ensuring they were okay before urgently heading out the door.

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Stepping out of his apartment, Allen felt the eerie atmosphere on the street. The whole street was broadcasting cheerful music, and the residents seemed relaxed and unconcerned. On the contrary, many guards looked hurried as they rushed in the same direction.

“Bro! What are you still doing here?! Go to the North Outer City Wall quickly"

Someone called out to Allen, and when he turned around, he saw Bard rushing over.

He asked Bard,

"What's going on? With the alarms and this music?"

Bard grabbed Allen nervously and said quietly,

"I heard the north outer city wall has been breached with a massive hole... they're summoning all the guard squads to repair it, including all the recruits from the training camp!"

Allen felt the seriousness of the situation.

"Is that true? What are we waiting for? Let's hurry over!"

Just as Allen was about to follow Bard, a screeching brake sound interrupted. A rugged Hummer suddenly skidded to a halt in front of them, and the driver, needless to say, was Hannah.

"Get in!"

Hannah glanced at Allen without wasting any words. Allen didn't hesitate, he opened the passenger seat and got in, as if he knew Hannah's intentions at the moment.

However, Bard, who was unaware of the situation, unexpectedly jumped into the back seat with excitement. Even when Hannah and Allen both turned to look at him in sync, Bard still innocently asked,

"What's up?"

And then...

The car started driving away, but Bard was left behind in disbelief, muttering to himself:

"Fine! Just fine,Forget friends after seeing sex!I can go by myself!"

And in the air lingered Allen's voice shouting, "Sorry, Bard! I'll explain later!"

In the speeding car, Allen couldn't wait to speak up,

"If I'm not wrong...you want to take advantage of the chaos to capture Ethan?"

Hannah, surprised that Allen could guess her intentions so quickly, replied:

"You are smart... you can guess my intention of looking for you so urgently. Yes, I plan to use this opportunity to capture Ethan. Do you want to support me?"

Allen seemed to detect some hesitation in her words and asked:

"What do you mean...your alliance doesn't fully support your decision??"

Instead of answering directly, Hannah just glanced at Allen and threw out:

"They will be!"

Quickly, Hannah brought Allen to Market No. 6 and entered their secret cellar.

Once there, the five squad captains – Claire, Heather, Alexander, Bert, and David – had gathered with their respective squad members, engaged in heated debate.

"Do we really have to act tonight? This is too urgent! We are not ready yet! We are already busy stopping the zombie invasion and it is too difficult to kill Ethan! "

David and Bert were the conservatives, not fully onboard with the assault plan as they felt it was too rushed.

"If you miss this time, I'm afraid there will be no next time. Let Ethan continue to control Atlanta City for a long time!

The three captains, Alexander, Heather, and Claire, are the main militant faction, advocating taking this opportunity to kill Ethan, because if this continues, the whole of Atlanta will be brought to a dead end by Ethan's corruption.

The debate was quite heated, and both sides' opinions were correct. It was just that someone had to stand up and make this key decision at this time.

" Hannah is back!"

As everyone noticed Hannah returning with Allen, the arguing ceased, and they all waited for Hannah's opinion.

Hannah walked straight to the center of the group, surveying each person with a determined tone:

"Everyone, here are the members of the Anti-Ethan Alliance. Yes, the breach in the outer city wall won't be fixed in a short time, and tonight the zombies will definitely invade – it'll be extremely dangerous. I agree with Captain David. It's going to be tough... but we really don't have time to wait for another opportunity to take down Ethan. Word has it that Ethan is seeking some kind of power, and if he gets it first, we might never be able to defeat him. Then, we'll either live forever under his tyranny in this city or lead the whole city to ruin. I know this operation is risky, but we're not just doing it for ourselves; we're doing it for the people of Atlanta. I believe that if we unite, we can bring him down! We'll give the residents of Atlanta a city free from tyranny!"

Hannah's firm words moved even the dissenters, and they all applauded emotionally.

Amidst the applause, Allen exchanged a meaningful glance with Hannah.

At that moment, Allen realized that the jaded Hannah he had known before wasn't the real her – the brave and righteous girl before him was.

Looking into Hannah's deep and resolute eyes, Allen deliberately uttered:

"So, Princess , what should we do?"

At that moment, everyone came together with a single purpose, putting aside their doubts, and gathered around the central meeting table to begin planning the "Operation Anti-Ethan."