The rank above major is a general, which is uniformly distributed by the federal council. It is not only an honor, but also a benefit. General swords are made of the best materials, and they are more valuable than the various honors and medals of the federal council. They are not only of good quality, but also have the potential to become valuable artifacts passed down through the ages, akin to ancient famous swords.

In the current population of a billion people in the federation, there are only a hundred generals. Each general sword has its own name, and with it, they are associated with the lost ancient famous swords. Hans Hunter did not have the qualification to select one of the top ten famous swords of China, so he chose a sword called "Illuminating the Courage". According to the "Record of Swords", Emperor Wuding forged a sword in the first year of his reign, measuring three feet long, with the inscription 'Illuminating the Courage' in ancient seal script.

This sword is completely blood red, like a crimson heart, and when held, the unique aura of the general is so awe-inspiring that it is dazzling. After roaring loudly and closing all his energy gates, Hans Hunter moved at a speed akin to teleportation, leaving a trail of red shadows and shooting out streams of black blood, felling countless corpses.

"General, mighty and majestic!"

The special forces couldn't help but exclaim at the silent slaughter by Hans Hunter, as these zombies were the best practice targets for them!

Rarely distracted, they looked on with envy and admiration, for this was power.

Barrett Walker was awakened by the sound of a cannon, and he knew something was wrong. He had been planning to recover his strength and help out when they attacked at night, but he didn't expect someone to be so bold as to use cannons directly in broad daylight. He hurried towards the source of the cannon fire.

From afar, he heard the sound of wails, and as he looked at the zombies rushing down from the mountains, with their decayed faces and incessant growls, Barrett Walker turned and ran. He had never encountered anything like this in his life, and suddenly, he was faced with it, and in such great numbers.

Barrett Walker hesitated to look from a distance, but in the dense forest, there was no good vantage point. Looking up towards the mountaintop, he could see the ancient temple halfway up the mountain, but there might be even more zombies up there, but it didn't matter, he had to help. Even if it was just running around, it would be alright.

Barrett Walker ran around the zombies and headed for the mountaintop. As luck would have it, he saw a cliff with a small cave, and he immediately climbed in and set up his sniper rifle, looking through the scope at the ancient temple over six hundred meters away. The view was good, and he could see everything clearly.

Seeing that gorgeous fiery red trail, Barrett Walker couldn't help but feel envious. If he wasn't squeamish about blood, he could be just as flamboyant!

"Hmph! Someone in the federation is really showing off. It's been four minutes since the outbreak and the speed hasn't slowed down. Could it be that general by her side!"

Barrett Walker couldn't help but sneer. This general rank was indeed powerful!

Amidst the hail of bullets and the occasional burst of cannon fire, after killing for so long without a break, not a single breath was released: "It's probably just for her that he's showing off in front of. Hmph! Like a male peacock, no restraint, exposing himself."

Hans Hunter had never felt so exhilarated in his killing as he did today. With one sword, he took down ten zombies, weak like straw. Suddenly, he felt a slight palpitation, very faint, but with his rank as a general, his mental strength was so strong, and his speed increased again, and indeed, the feeling of palpitation disappeared.

"Who would have thought that I would encounter a general from the federation today. Haha! I'm almost tempted to crack open his skull and see how developed his brain is."

Standing beside the cannon on the mountaintop was a man with tattoos covering his entire face, a terrifying sight. He was a white man, with golden hair that shone under the sun. Suddenly turning to the black man behind him, who stood erect like a tower, silent as the grave, these people were no different from ordinary people, but due to radiation mutation, their hearts were always so wild.

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The white man with golden hair laughed heartily and licked his lips, then crouched slightly and with a strong push, a thunderous explosion rang out as he launched himself towards the mountain below, a feat only achievable with a rank of general or higher. Dark zombies were generally more powerful than ordinary people, precisely because of their high mutation rate, but their lifespans were shorter!

The black man walked towards the mountain below, and upon reaching a level area, he saw a perfectly flat boulder, filled with various vehicles, with a black extended Lincoln at the forefront. To have such a good car in an apocalypse, it was evident that this dark zombie force was not small. Opening the car door, the black man looked at the orange-faced old man inside and said, "It's a pity about these trained zombies. The third brother has gone down, and he should be able to handle it. Getting a general's sword wouldn't be bad, right?"

The old man revealed a lewd look, even uglier than before, but his aura was very powerful. Extending his withered hand, he lightly touched the ring on his thumb, speaking in a voice like a crying baby.

"Haha! They say we dark zombies don't reproduce, but we have strong sexual desires. After encountering such a rare woman, I've been observing for a few days. She should still be a virgin. After I take her, I'll be able to unleash a speed of over 80 meters per second and achieve the rank of general. When the time comes, I'll let my brothers divide her up and cook her, and you'll be the first to taste it, to celebrate our success!"

Through the scope of his sniper rifle, Barrett Walker saw a person suddenly fall from the sky and collide with the fiery red line, and he heard the crashing sounds of countless collisions. Gradually, the two of them slowed down, and Barrett Walker could finally see the person clearly. Compared to himself, Barrett Walker felt defeated!

Hans Hunter's first impression of Barrett Walker was very good, but the better it was, the more Barrett Walker detested it. Watching Hans Hunter fight the strange creature, he couldn't help but wish that Hans Hunter would be struck down by the man's dagger at the next moment. But this was just wishful thinking, for even though they were in conflict, he was still cheering on Hans Hunter. He was just a second lieutenant, and the presence of a general was almost impossible to detect if he were to show any hostility. So it was better to let Hans Hunter deal with the creature!

"Come on! You're a general, why has your speed slowed down?"

Barrett Walker was getting increasingly anxious, and even when Hans Hunter was panting with his sword, he couldn't help but want to curse loudly, "You're a general! Although you've killed so many zombies, you shouldn't be this exhausted!"

The dark zombie looked at Hans Hunter resting, and the nearby zombies rushed forward to bite him. He then roared at the zombies, and they, devoid of any thoughts, were frightened and dared not approach. He then sneered at Hans Hunter and said, "Feeling dizzy and weak, aren't you?"

"Quick, he's stopped. Snipe him!"

Hans Hunter looked at his brother, who seemed weak, and quickly shouted to the soldier with the most accurate marksmanship next to him.

"No, that zombie has obviously reached the rank of general. It would be a waste of bullets, and it would only enrage him."

The soldier was very rational, for if it were so easy to leave a mark with a gun as an ability soldier, it wouldn't be called the New Mythological Era.

"Hmph! You don't come, I'll do it myself!"

Hans Hunter raised his gun to aim.

"Tell your men not to move, or I can't guarantee that there won't be a bloodbath."

Within a radius of 60 meters, anything within their perception would be easily noticed if there was any movement.

"Hans Hunter! Don't move!"

Even though Hans Hunter was all sore, he still couldn't help but reprimand, and then he stared at the person and said, "If I have to die, at least let me die with some understanding!"

"Alright, then I'll tell you. The human's name is David Lefield, and the zombie's name is 'Mare'. Do you think we drove away so many zombies just to let you have some fun killing? Each zombie contains a small amount of corpse poison, so little that you, a general, wouldn't notice it, but gradually, little becomes much, and that's what has made you like this now. If it becomes another type of energy, I hope you come and seek revenge on me!"

Mare used his dagger to slice one of the nearby zombies, licked the pus and blood, and tasted the corpse poison, which made him extremely excited.

"I am Hans Hunter, a general and the commander of the 2nd Special Forces Division of the Federation."

Hans Hunter stated his name, mustering his spirit, taking a deep breath, and then shouted, "Hans Hunter! If I die, take your men and protect Julia Menard. Don't let your brother have any regrets, okay?"

"Brother! If you die, even if I die, I'll make sure everyone accompanies you in death!"

Hans Hunter had always been protected by his brother, and even though he had thought about this day when he joined the Federation's army, he hadn't expected it to come so soon. They had only come to help out, but it had ended up costing his brother his life. In a fit of stubbornness, he shouted.