Limitless The Strongest Revenant

"LOAD SACREDS!"

How long have we been fighting? The sounds of gunfire had not stopped for some time now. The beats of our plan repeated like steps in a waltz. Sabel would draw the zombies. The Sirens would engage the Rank E's while the rest of us just kept shooting.

"FIRE!"

Now and then, small galaxies of stars would streak across the battlefield. In their wake would be shimmering lights that engulfed everything with holy energy. Normally used to short battles, everyone was showing signs of exhaustion.

"GRENADIER VOLLEY IN THREE!"

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Fortunately, there were people in thick coats running around. These people had greasy meat skewers, and they handed a bunch of them to the teams that were working or fighting.

At first we pushed the front line, but when the Bella got the message that the Ten Graves had finished their work, we slowly pulled back.

"FIRE IN YOUR HOLE!"

If the Hellsend had little to no experience before this battle began, that was no longer the case. We fired practically a million rounds at this point. The terrain was so gouged up that it looked like the surface of the moon.

"Van, tell the first group to rest for ten minutes, have the second group relieve them."

"As you command, Lady Minerva."

Even if we weren't physically tired, the Siren's made sure to give the Reapers time to rest. Forcing them to relax, while hard on those who were far too jumpy, allowed the rest to relieve some of the mental strain.

"RED SQUAD! FALL BACK! CHOW TIME!"

"ORANGE SQUAD! TIMES UP! LEAVE THE REST TO THE OTHER HOMBRE'S!"

"BLUE SQUAD TACTICAL RETREAT! WE WILL COME BACK STRONGER! MOVE!"

After all, morale was an important thing in battle. As long as at least three squads were defending, our battle line wouldn't crumble. Lilly and Liv also supported the vanguard, which gave them some breathing room.

Lilly was a one-woman squad and kept firing and catching her bullets, creating an endless loop. When the round finally ran out of momentum, she would fail to catch them and simply use {Reload} to start the cycle again.

Liv on the other hand grabbed one of the {Honey Trap} Soulgears and deliberately let the Grenadiers blast her with explosives. The energy she gained made her irises and hair glow like a goddess.

At times, my beloved would channel the energy into her body and fight like a berserker. In this mode, she would swing the shield and the 1887 like bludgeons. The zombies that tried to surround her would be blown away like rag dolls.

The ones she couldn't throw away would be brutalized, with entire body sections being sundered. When a Rank E popped out, Liv would channel the energy into a Sacred and shoot a fucking death ray!

Jo and Robyn were also darting around the battlefield. I tried to keep track of where they were, but they just moved around too much. Similarly, Aki and Jas kept changing their positions, as did the ones hunting the Rank E's in hiding.

None of the Sirens tried to control me, so I just fought what I wanted. {Limitless} allowed me to fight with everyone, albeit inferior to some degree. It would be like the yearbook meme. John was cool, but the Sirens would be the cooler John.

My performance was above the 2nd Amendment. But compared to the Sirens, I was much more subpar to their strengths. Even though I used better weapons, my harem's approach to combat was superior in every way imaginable.

'I would just think myself into depression like this.'

Accompanying my troops were my AI children. Supplied by Bella's {Reload}, they continued to operate reliably as independent units.

According to their mother, the AI knew how hard they could push their weapons. So even without instructions, they would try to keep their machines operating at the highest level possible.

Of course, Bella, the Sirens, and I could override this by ordering them to accomplish a goal. According to my honey, since the drones registered as her weapons, no matter how they broke, they would be repaired when she invoked {Rewind}.

'Talk about broken,' I praised with glee.

Despite being able to abuse their bodies to such an extent, my children chose not to.

Instead, Alfonso would run over entire lines of zombies when his M2 machine gun needed a rest. Henry, on the other hand, would cycle his M203 grenade launchers to cool the barrels of his M240B machine gun.

Somehow, despite being surrounded by so many people, it felt lonely. Everyone was so engrossed in the battle that no one was making small talk. At times like this, I missed having Aira or Exa around.

'Speaking of which, I turned her into a {Program} around 9 p.m. I think. I wonder if she is on yet?'

While it seemed like I was just lazing around, I was extremely busy. My right hand was firing 95mm HEAT anti-tank warheads at the poor zombies about 500 meters away. For those closer than that, my left hand was firing .30-06 Springfield rounds, courtesy of the HCAR.

This combination of weapons was the best combo I had at the moment. Seeing zombies explode in the sky was quite a treat. If the 40mm shredded them, the 95mm even obliterated their remains.

Of course, the blast radius was much larger than a 40mm. The zombies not in the kill zone instead did their best imitation of airplanes as they reached for the stars.

Needless to say, I blindly fired the 95mm HEAT into the flood of zombies running towards me. My HCAR needed a lot more attention as I swept the enemies trying to get close.

'Still, How many zones are still connected? We have been fighting for over two hours, I think. Yet despite the undead, already dying by the thousands, they seemed to have no end.'

I tried to send a message to Bella out of curiosity. I mean, she was busy as a tactician, but I wanted to know for sure. It's fine if she answers me later, like with a text.

In the past, after the initial spark of my romance with Caroline died, the amount of time she left my messages unread slowly increased over time.

It took some understanding not to get angry. Especially when you were being treated like an afterthought by the one you adored.

Therefore, I responded to every message I received from my loved ones as soon as I saw them. But that might have something to do with availability. I mean, if I was fighting in Hellsgate, it would be hard to stop to check a text, right?

[Honey, I know you are busy, can you tell me how many more zombies we are expecting? It's okay if you don't answer right away...]

I couldn't blame Bella because I was the one who told her not to bother me with this crap. But I missed my harem. That was it in a nutshell.

As I became addicted to being surrounded and adored by my lovers, my desire for them to stay by my side increased.

Thinking such thoughts were dangerous, I focused on the battle. Lilly and Liv, who had originally been by my side, had long since left. When the battle line was formed, it basically consisted of over thirty people randomly spaced in a single line.

The Sirens would support the people who needed them most. I, who currently had the most firepower due to the FT5, was left in the middle.

'Not good. Focus John, just drive the unease with action.'

This was the problem with getting complacent. The danger of a situation actually made you more alert. If the sound of guns firing was exciting at first, after a hundred minutes of it, it felt like background noise.