I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

The fight looked dire at this moment. I knew this was going to end bad for my ground forces. They were already having it hard dealing with all the Hescos coming from the front and underground. And with the addition of the flying Hescos, things would turn worse.

"Tsk… At least we controlled a good area out there," I looked at the bright side. The defences might have gotten a small hit, but it was enough for my forces to claim a zone there.

Without towers, the Hescos couldn't control this region anymore. But for my forces, the entire place was filled with walls and heavily defended terrain, making it a good spot to make a stand there.

Up till now the Hescos were having it nice thanks to the forward motion of my forces. They never stopped for even a second or tried to make advantage of the heavy defences there.

If they did, they wouldn't be able to march ahead anymore. So they abandoned any defence, and kept the crazy offence.

But now things were heading towards the defeat of the offensive forces. If they kept pushing forward, they'd get all annihilated.

I knew how smart Legend and that grand general there were. So I didn't think about sending anyone to warn them.

During the next few hours, the aerial battlefield headed to a final showdown. The suits retreated all the way back towards the areas controlled by my forces. And now the fight was going on top of my fighting ground forces.

I expected the suits to take their final stance there. Then they'd try to prevent the Hescos from taking control over the sky.

But as the suits retreated this far, they didn't stop. They fought the Hescos bravely, but kept retreating nonetheless.

It seemed weird. They were heading back towards the initial region controlled previously by my forces. There, the dens were situated, alongside the endless stream of warriors coming to join the battle from the portal at the centre.

If they led the Hescos there, it'd be more like inviting the wolf home. This looked quite insane, and for a moment there I felt regret to not warn Legend the grand general there about this.

"I should have sent them messengers earlier and told them to start defending," I moved my eyes back to the frontline and noticed that my forces were still trying to push their way forward.

Even if they got heavy resistance from the Hescos and their allies, they were still moving forward nonetheless.

It didn't make sense. The aerial battlefield was already lost. There were no more drones to use. And the enemy just sent endless reinforcements to stop my forces and eventually they'd succeed.

Sacrificing more warriors wasn't going to work. And with the sudden retreat from the suit forces, the flying Hescos were just this close from the reach of my zombie dens and route of support of my warriors.

It was a bad move, no matter how I looked at it this seemed quite bad.

But just as I was feeling more puzzled with such actions, a sudden change happened that shook the entire battle.

The flying Hescos were already on top of my zombie dens. The number of suits wasn't enough to even stop their advance or protect the dens.

When I thought the Hescos would turn towards my dens, and they showed signs of doing this, I spotted many dots flying from all over the regions controlled by my forces.

These dots came from the region my forces previously controlled, and from the areas recently controlled that belonged to the defensive region of these Hescos.

When I looked closer, I was surprised to see two things coming fast towards the flying Hescos; apaches and flying zombies.

"These zombies… They were missed in the entire battle… I thought they were gone…" I was shocked to see this. I was aware of the strength of the apaches.

These killers did a great job at the earlier battles around the portal. But they vanished since then, and I never expected for Garry and the research department to send more of them out there.

Seeing the large number of apaches moving from the ground around the portal made my blood boil with excitement.

The number of these apaches was huge! I'd say they were in tens of thousands at least.

How did the research department do that? I knew this wasn't just a last minute action from them. They must have stockpiled lots of these apaches for a long time.

When I realised that, my thoughts drifted towards another matter. If these apaches were there from the start, then it would be astonishing that Legend and that grand general out there didn't use them before.

Even I got fooled by them. These two… They were indeed capable.

Realising the deep plot the two masted made me laugh.

The attack didn't come just from apaches. If they only used apaches, then the chances of success would still be low.

The Hescos were in millions, so it wouldn't make a difference of using tens of thousands of apaches to stop them.

It'd end up like using a rock to try and demolish a massive mountain.

But these apaches were supported by an immense number of zombies. The zombies came from the frontline, the ground in between the defences and my central region, and the dens themselves.

These two managed to hide the presence of the flying zombies even from my eyes. I thought the flying zombies got killed during the brutal aerial battles. But it seemed this wasn't truly the case.

The sheer number of these flying zombies was enough to make me believe these two cunning generals started stocking these flying zombies from the beginning.

The zombies flew high in the air, forming dense clouds that came swarming at these Hescos from behind.

From the front, the suits joined the incoming apaches, hitting the Hescos without any regard to their safety. And from behind, the Hescos were entrapped with the flying zombies, ending up having no way to retreat.