Numerous blood-red energy shields quivered intensely, and cracks began appearing on the Light Armor and zombie bodies. Some of the Speed Type zombies, whose defenses were inherently weaker, showed signs of breaking.Yet the zombies didn't give up; many of them charged into the area, taking turns bearing the brunt of the explosion. The immense energy from the thermobaric explosion caused by the PG-9V shell was dispersed into smaller portions, spreading across countless zombies below.A few seconds passed, the dust and flames dissipated in the wind, and in the central area, not a single zombie had perished. Even the injuries were scattered and minor. With their incredible regenerative abilities, these wounds would soon heal, rendering them negligible.
About 10 seconds later, a faint voice suddenly spoke from the corner:"I... Can I make a suggestion?"Memphis immediately looked to the side, and all the other squad leaders also turned their eyes. The speaker was a beautiful woman, with a trace of unusual allure in the corner of her eyes, but right now she appeared somewhat nervous, with a hint of excitement and faint fear.Memphis raised his hand encouragingly and said:"Captain Qiao, what we need most now are suggestions. Feel free to speak."Under so many eyes, Irma seemed a little flustered. She swallowed and turned to Lazarus:"Captain Stein, is route A3 - B27 the most open, with the fewest obstacles and no sharp turns?"She had already noticed the terrain when following Jarred on that route, which was quite open, but she wanted to make sure.Lazarus quickly nodded and replied:"Yes, it's very open, no vehicles blocking the way, and it can spill out into the surrounding empty lots. The distance is more than 2 kilometers of a str
In the rear line, another meeting was convened, with the goal of maximizing the number of shots fired, without worrying about sustaining Light Armor.This time, it was Memphis's turn to voice his opinion, which was essentially aligned with Irma’s, though with a few minor adjustments.The BMP-1 armored vehicle once again lumbered into its familiar position 1.5 kilometers away. Inside were only the driver, Lazarus acting as the gunner, and Memphis. A highly mobile jeep followed closely behind to provide support.Once the target was locked in, Lazarus cautiously spoke to Memphis:“Chief, all you have to do is pull the trigger. There's nothing else to it.”Memphis, feeling a little awkward, withdrew his hand that had been fidgeting with the controls and nodded.“I know, go ahead.”Lazarus and the driver quickly disembarked from the armored vehicle and moved to the high-mobility jeep, retreating to a safer distance in the rear.Once they were safely away, and Memphis was alone, he reached
Lazarus was a professional soldier; in his eyes, F2 was only fast when it managed to get close. From more than four kilometers away, it was nothing more than an ant crawling towards him.It must be known that the 12.7 mm DShK heavy machine gun mounted on the armored vehicle, also known as an anti-aircraft machine gun, was designed to shoot down planes in the sky. It was one of the main weapons used by country D during World War II to counter aircraft.No matter how fast F2 was, it could not match even a fraction of a fighter plane's speed. As soon as it closed the distance to one kilometer, a rain of 12.7 mm bullets poured down, blocking its path."Grekkkk..."The F2, with its diamond-shaped head, lifted its neck and let out a bloodthirsty scream. It leaped to dodge the hail of metal bullets, constantly zigzagging to confuse the humans. Although Lazarus had never fired at planes before, it didn't stop him from showing his skills. After over a hundred rounds, the F2 was hit by the firs
Watching Jarred leave with a few squad leaders and the weakest members, Memphis narrowed his eyes and looked towards the hill six kilometers away.“If you're in such a hurry, then I'll delay until you lose your patience!”He had already gauged the limits of the zombie horde; now it was time to probe the boundaries of the Lakeside government.They hadn't attacked yet, which meant they were willing to negotiate to a certain extent. He wasn't sure how harsh their terms would be, but he absolutely wouldn't surrender his most important assets. At the very least, the functioning BMP-1 and the two BTR-60s were non-negotiable. The convoy traveled for about 10 minutes before splitting into two directions. The BMP-1 armored vehicle and one BTR-60 turned right toward the testing area, while the remaining BTR-60 and the majority of the combat team continued toward Hope Town.At the testing site, Memphis nearly exhausted his mental energy interrogating the prisoners: “accidentally" killing two of them. In the end, he gained some proficiency in using and understanding the Soul Type, and then stopped.He left in a high-mobility jeep, while the BMP-1 and BTR-60 were, of course, stored at the warehouse.As they approached Hope Town, about 200 meters away, the jeep turned into a heavily gated villa. Outside the gate stood six Superhuman team members armed with rifles, and a few workers actively transported numerous evolved zombie corpses inside.This place was Big Black Dog's lair and also the facility where the newly transferred mutated peppers were cultivated.Memphis had assigned it to guard this rare herb. On theApocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 441:
"After all, they're just bandits, not a proper military force—how could they accomplish anything? The 200,000 rounds of ammo in the reserve must have been wasted..."Richard silently assessed the situation. He had been waiting there since 6 p.m., watching the defeated soldiers of Hope Town return from the front lines, all in a miserable state. Some teams were even drenched in blood, their spirits visibly broken, as if they were utterly exhausted.Hope Town was indeed impressive in post-apocalyptic reconstruction, likely thanks to the substantial resources of Renaissance County backing it. However, when it came to combat, they ultimately fell short.He put on a sympathetic expression and offered a few cursory words of encouragement before getting to the point:"Commander Jackman, I have an official document from the government. We sincerely hope to collaborate with you."It was already 8 p.m., and he should have completed his mission long ago, returning with the task results to Lakesid
Once he lost this position, it would mean losing the benefits of a deputy head, and as a mere Level 5 Superhuman, what could he do to sustain his life, especially since he had a wife and two children still living in Lakeside? Who would they rely on...?In fact, the second condition was just a probing tactic. The government knew full well that forcing a bunch of bandits to immediately disarm and surrender was unlikely, and even if they succeeded in disarming them, they wouldn't be able to use them right away. What they wanted was to observe the attitude of these people while keeping a close eye on the leadership of Hope Town to exploit them more effectively.With the zombie horde at Renaissance advancing, Richard felt confident he could buy more time, at least until the end of tomorrow, without facing demands for an immediate response. In fact, they might not issue a summons until the zombie horde was dealt with here. Of course, with a gold mine like this, it had to be mined slowly...