My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 904

Chapter 904 -904 Gathering More Supplies

But Rakan could also see that Levi had never received any formal martial arts training. He was relying purely on instinct, letting the situation guide his movements. Every action he took was improvised, shaped by the circumstances around him.

And yet, that raw instinct was exactly what impressed Rakan the most.

He was certain that with proper guidance and training, Levi could improve rapidly, far beyond his current level. The potential was undeniable. So, Rakan made a silent decision: once they returned to the base in a few days, he would personally train this kid and teach him real combat techniques.

After observing for a moment longer, Rakan joined the fray. With a single, savage slash, he cleanly severed a zombie’s head from its neck. His long dagger, slick with black blood, still gleamed coldly in the dim light. Side by side, he and Levi dominated the fight, cutting down zombies with brutal efficiency.

Their momentum left little for the others to handle. Rakan and Levi only allowed one or two zombies to slip past them at a time, deliberately leaving those for the rest of the team, especially the newcomers. It was a way to help them practice, to force them to face their fear head-on.

And that fear was no small thing.

These creatures weren’t just monsters; they were the same beings that had slaughtered their loved ones. For many of the recruits, seeing a zombie meant reliving the moment a parent or sibling was bitten and turned. Facing those nightmares in the flesh made their knees shake, their hearts race, and their hands tremble.

Still, Rakan knew this was necessary. The only way forward was through the fear.

Rakan’s subordinates patiently guided the group. Although these newcomers were among the best and most talented warriors from the military academy, their training had been limited to controlled environments with other humans.

Ever since they’d taken refuge in the HOPE Base, they hadn’t faced real combat, especially not against zombies. After enjoying relative comfort and safety for so long, reality was bound to hit differently once they encountered the undead. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

At first, the rookies fought clumsily, like newborn calves finding their footing. Rakan’s men stayed close, providing support and watching their backs. But the hesitation didn’t last long.

Once the newbies got their first kills, confidence began to build. Their fear started to ebb, and they gradually regained their rhythm. With each zombie they took down, their movements grew sharper and more decisive.

Soon enough, they were fighting alongside Rakan and Levi at the front lines. Even then, Rakan’s subordinates remained alert, keeping a close eye on them. After all, a sudden rush of confidence could be just as dangerous; charging blindly ahead would be nothing short of suicidal.

After helping the newbies get their first kills, Rakan’s team allowed them to start using their awakened abilities. Those without any abilities continued to rely on their daggers, focusing on refining their movements and combat techniques.

Occasionally, Rakan’s people would offer constructive feedback, pointing out, for instance, when a swing was too wide or left an opening that an enemy could easily exploit. Mistakes like that could be fatal in real combat.

The newbies, eager to learn and grow stronger, took every piece of advice seriously. They paid close attention to their actions and adjusted their techniques accordingly.

This is the true value of practical training; they were learning in real time, gaining experience that no classroom or textbook could ever fully provide.

While the others were busy training the military academy recruits, Sparrow and Vulture stood on top of the truck, keeping a watchful eye on the area. Sparrow, in particular, used his ‘Hawk Eyesight’ to monitor everyone’s movements across the vast parking lot.

If he spotted someone, especially a regular human, on the verge of being bitten and no one nearby had reacted in time, he would immediately release a ‘Wind Blade’ to decapitate the attacking zombie before it could land a blow.

Before long, the group successfully cleared the parking lot. With the warm-up complete, it was time for the real fight.

Everyone regrouped near the truck, and once they were all back, Sparrow signaled to a Space-Type Ability User to store the truck inside their spatial dimension, just in case any scavengers tried to steal it while they were inside the supermarket.

The STAU nodded, waved his hand, and the massive vehicle vanished into his space.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify