The cost wasn’t too high—one RPG-7 anti-tank round, over 300 12.7mm bullets, and eight seconds of using level 4 equipment. Besides that, only recoverable attribute points were expended.Without the level 20+ Shield 2 defensive units to anchor their defenses and without the mastermind’s interference, the monsters couldn’t withstand the surprise firepower attack.The Whispering battlefield was now half-liberated, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would become the prime training ground for Memphis's legion. As long as new recruits were continuously sent here and leveled up to 4 or 5, he would have a vast number of soldiers capable of soaking up damage.Setting this aside for now, Memphis spoke in a deep voice to Wylie:"Continue clearing the zombies. Grant command rights to trusted subordinates for the field. In 15 minutes, gather all high-ranking personnel here for a meeting at the temporary command post.""Understood!"After entering the medical tent and receiving four rounds of r
The high-mobility jeep quickly drove up to the third defensive line. Several team members there, seeing Memphis, showed a look of fervent admiration and immediately called out:"Captain.""Captain...""Leader..."Everyone had a different way of addressing him, but they all shared an attitude of deep respect.Reports from the various battlefields were constantly circulating. Sapphire and Whispering had already been led by Memphis to destroy the main zombie forces. Now that the leader was here, did it signal that they were about to crush the high-level zombies at Sunset Boulevard?They had been fighting for hours, utterly exhausted, yet as long as there was still hope for victory, their spirits remained undaunted.If they could break through the main zombie force here, then the final victory would surely belong to humanity.Memphis calmly acknowledged each of them, prepared with a few motivational words, a few idealistic remarks, and some confident promises, all while subtly enhancing h
Throwing the protective coat into the backpack on his back, Memphis casually asked:"How’s your mission going?"Jarred's basic task was to kill 3,000 zombies within 24 hours. Four days ago, this would have been an extremely difficult mission. But now, with the right conditions and strength, it should be easy to complete.As expected, Jarred raised his black iron rod and laughed:"I have to thank you for this. It's very handy, very fitting. I’ve already killed 1,300 zombies; I just need to keep fighting from now until tonight to finish."Once the mission was completed, Jarred would obtain a class card, and his strength would increase immeasurably.Memphis nodded as if he understood, then casually said:"Good, now let's take a break. I’ll give you 7 minutes to reorganize personnel, stabilize the front line, and then meet at the temporary command tent.""Got it... Or let me try holding that shirt one more time...""Get lost!"Seven minutes later, in the central command tent, all personne
As for the specific plan, he had already laid it out clearly and in detail.There were three variables at play. First, after annihilating the main force of the zombie horde, would the mastermind perish alongside them, or was it hiding in some corner, appearing dangerous but actually safe, ready to unleash a final, devastating blow?Second, would the F2 level 25 suddenly appear and massacre the team? This, he had already made certain preparations for.The third…It was almost unbelievable, but if it occurred, he currently had no way to counter it.Hearing Memphis's question, the people in the meeting room began to murmur to each other, voices rising in whispers, some arguing, some agreeing, some excited, and some quickly growing weary.After a moment, Wylie rolled up his sleeves and spoke aggressively:“Leader, why don't we just fire all 18 PG-7V rounds straight into the center? That'll definitely wipe them out in one go.”The strongest strategy is often no strategy at all—using sheer
Now was the time to pave the way for the two lower-level leaders, to ensure that in his absence, the group wouldn’t splinter into factions, but instead, follow a unified direction.Jarred noticed his cousin glancing at him and shot a look back.In Jarred’s eyes, Memphis could read the basic message.“Big bro, I’m starving. Is it almost time to eat?”“Damn…”Seeing Memphis's face filled with both anger and helplessness
After one minute of observation, Wallflower continued with her assessment:“The monster on the left, the zombie with the longer hair and cracked, dry skull—that one is probably female… The other one is male…”The female zombie was a P2 level 25, and the male was a P2 level 24.Memphis found this strange and muttered to himself: “So what if one’s male and the other’s female? Is Wallflower implying that the male is protecting the female, that this is a zombie family, with the surrounding ones acting as servants, all following the orders of this couple?"Others around him felt similarly puzzled. Do zombies even have genders? What significance does that hold? Or perhaps they follow a matriarchal system?A brief silence followed until Kiley suddenly spoke up:“I think there’s something odd about that female zombie…”Hearing this, Memphis’s attention sharpened. This woman was extremely smart and perceptive, often providing crucial, timely insights. He quickly asked:“What’s odd about it?”K
Wylie pulled out two third-level skills. Seeing the mixed expressions of shock and admiration from those around him, he first raised his head proudly, but then suddenly became somewhat bewildered.He... He had previously offered these spoils to Memphis to curry favor, but Memphis only glanced at them and didn’t take them, suggesting that Wylie should present them himself at the meeting...At first, Wylie thought Memphis didn’t care about these skills. But could this have been the captain's true intention all along?Was the captain subtly helping to build his reputation?Wylie's fists clenched tightly, turning pale, and his eyes grew slightly misty. Captain...Jarred, from his side, produced two third-level skills and a heap of second-level skills, proving he too had gathered quite a bounty. At that moment, a chilling sound echoed from the distance:“Awooooo…”Hearing that mournful howl, Memphis’s eyes narrowed sharply.A third variable—this was the third variable.This was the howl in
Only now did they recall that during the previous battle at the training camp, when the mutant dog fled after being defeated, Jarred had remarked that if he ever encountered that dog again, he would tame it as a mount.Who could have imagined that Memphis would take that angry remark seriously and actually pit the two against each other?More accurately, he let the mutant dog torment his cousin.Memphis pointed at the Black Iron Staff level 3 lying beside them and said:"Jarred didn’t even bring his weapon. Do you think he’s planning to let someone else join in?"Only now did the others realize that Jarred was fighting the mutant dog barehanded.Jarred was level 12, while the mutant dog was level 21—a difference of 9 levels. Jarred was being forced to defend desperately, occasionally managing a counterattack.Fortunately for him, while the mutant dog was fast, it wasn’t faster than 48 agility points. Meanwhile, Jarred had 43 agility points, which was enough to defend but not enough to