Weapon System in Zombie Apocalypse-Chapter 31: Operation Silent Harvest Part 1

The dawn sky was a mixture of dark gray and pale orange as the soldiers of Operation Silent Harvest prepared for deployment. The helipad atop the Conrad Hotel was alive with activity—blades spinning, equipment being checked, and soldiers moving with practiced efficiency. The atmosphere was tense but focused.

Thomas adjusted his headset as he watched the multiple screens in the command center. He tapped the side of his helmet, activating the comm link that connected him to the entire operation.

"Control to all teams, report status," Thomas said, his voice calm and steady.

"Team Alpha ready for deployment," came Davies' voice through the channel.

"Team Bravo standing by," Phillip followed.

"Team Charlie, ready and waiting," Kim confirmed.

"Viper 1, you in position?" Thomas asked.

"Affirmative, Eagle Actual," replied Viper 1's pilot. The AH-64 Apache hovered in the distance, armed and ready. "We're set for phase one. High-decibel munitions are armed and prepped."

Thomas glanced over at Phillip, who nodded in approval. Everything was moving according to plan. "Alright, all teams, this is it. Stick to the mission parameters, stay sharp, and communicate. We move as one. Let's bring this home."

The helicopters lifted off in unison, Raven 1 and Raven 2 soaring into the air with a deafening roar. The city below stretched out like a desolate battlefield. Abandoned cars and buildings lined the streets, and scattered zombies wandered aimlessly among the debris. From above, the world seemed both eerily quiet and hostile.

Thomas focused on the mission feed displayed inside his visor. The PD-4 Recon Falcon provided an aerial view of the Landers Supermarket and its surrounding area. The drone circled high above the target zone, its thermal imaging revealing scattered hostiles inside and near the perimeter.

"Approaching target zone," Raven 1's pilot announced.

"Copy that," Thomas replied. "Viper 1, initiate phase one. Light it up."

"Roger, Eagle Actual. Dropping ordinance," Viper 1 confirmed.

The Apache banked to the right, lining up its first target—a collapsed office building approximately three hundred meters from the supermarket. Moments later, a series of high-decibel incendiary bombs dropped from the helicopter, detonating with a thunderous boom. The explosion sent a shockwave rippling through the area, shattering windows and kicking up plumes of dust and debris.

The zombies reacted immediately. On the recon feed, Thomas watched as the thermal signatures inside the supermarket began to stir. The undead were drawn toward the noise like moths to a flame, shuffling and crawling their way toward the source of the disturbance.

"Target movement confirmed," Phillip reported over the comms. "They're heading toward the decoy points."

"Good," Thomas muttered. "Keep it up. Viper 1, hit the second target."

Another series of explosions rocked the area, strategically placed to lure any remaining zombies out of the supermarket. The plan was working. The feed showed large clusters of undead converging on the blast zones, leaving the interior of Landers relatively clear.

"Ravens, move in. Deploy fireteams," Thomas ordered.

Both Black Hawks descended toward the rooftop of the supermarket. The whine of their engines and the whirling rotors echoed through the air, but with most of the zombies distracted by the explosions, there were no immediate threats to the landing zone.

Raven 1 touched down first, its skids making contact with the cracked concrete roof. The soldiers of Team Alpha moved quickly, disembarking in a disciplined formation with their weapons raised. Davies led the charge, scanning the area as his team secured the rooftop perimeter.

"Alpha on the ground. LZ secure," Davies reported.

Raven 2 landed a few moments later, deploying Team Bravo and Team Charlie. Phillip gave a sharp nod as he stepped off the helicopter, gesturing for his squad to take up defensive positions near the rooftop access point.

"Teams are deployed. Ravens, pull back to standby altitude," Thomas commanded.

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"Copy that, Eagle Actual. Returning to overwatch position," Raven 1's pilot acknowledged as both helicopters lifted off and climbed back into the sky.

The teams moved swiftly to their designated positions. Davies led Team Alpha down the rooftop stairwell, his squad descending into the building with methodical precision. The hallways were dark and cluttered with debris—overturned shelves, discarded shopping carts, and broken glass littered the floor. The stench of decay hung heavily in the air.

"Switch to NVG," Davies ordered, activating his night-vision goggles. The green-hued display illuminated the path ahead, revealing a few shambling figures in the distance.

"Contact," a soldier whispered. "Three hostiles, twenty meters."

"Take them out quietly," Davies responded.

Two soldiers raised their suppressed rifles and fired in unison. The zombies dropped silently to the floor, their bodies crumpling without a sound.

"Area clear. Moving forward," Davies reported.

Meanwhile, Team Bravo secured the loading docks on the eastern side of the supermarket. Phillip crouched behind a stack of wooden pallets, scanning the area with his rifle's scope. The thermal feed from the PD-4 Recon Falcon confirmed no immediate threats, but he wasn't taking any chances.

"Bravo in position," Phillip announced over the comms. "Loading docks secure. No hostiles in sight."

"Charlie, report," Thomas called.

"Charlie here. Rear perimeter secured," Kim replied. "We've got eyes on the alleyway. All clear for now."

Thomas monitored the mission feed from the command center at the Conrad Hotel. The operation was progressing smoothly, but he remained on edge. In his experience, missions rarely went off without a hitch. He kept his attention focused on the recon data, ready to adapt if anything changed.

"Teams, maintain noise discipline and continue securing the site," Thomas instructed. "We need a full sweep before we start extraction procedures."

"Roger that," came the unified response from the team leaders.

The soldiers moved deeper into the supermarket, clearing each section aisle by aisle. The eerie silence was broken only by the occasional muffled gunshot as more zombies were quietly dispatched. So far, there were no signs of rival survivors or large hordes—just the scattered remnants of the undead drawn out by the decoy blasts.

Thomas exhaled slowly, his grip on the console relaxing slightly. "So far, so good," he muttered to himself.

Phillip's voice crackled through the comms. "Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie are all in position. We're holding steady."

"Good. Stay alert. We're not out of the woods yet," Thomas replied.

The mission was far from over, but for now, everything was going according to plan. Silent Harvest had begun.