Nicky bowed respectfully and responded:"Yes, First Leader."Outwardly, his expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, his thoughts swirled with astonishment. Memphis had mentioned earlier that someone would discuss "a major issue" with him, and now, unexpectedly, it was Memphis himself who had created this opportunity. It was almost unimaginable.If Cormac ever learned that Nicky was secretly plotting against him, with Memphis as the mastermind behind it all, the man who always wore a friendly smile, who knew what kind of reaction Cormac would have?With all preparations in place, the war machine was set in motion once again. Sunny Hills had no shortage of manpower. Though 25 soldiers had fallen, another 25 were promptly deployed, replenishing the ranks. The force was once again bolstered.According to Memphis' plan, eight double-decker buses were brought in and parked in two rows, forming a defensive barrier. The space between the buses became the new holding point for the humans.
But Cormac was too strong, with too many loyal followers. Albin could only bide his time, increasing his power and status while waiting for the opportunity to exact his revenge. He was willing to risk his life, but with his sister in her condition, who would take care of her if he died? Thus, he had no choice but to endure, like a venomous snake hiding in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment.There was now someone strong enough to contend with Cormac, and he definitely didn't want to miss the opportunity, willing to gamble everything in a life-or-death fight. He knew Cormac had been attacking the zombie horde for a reason—over the past few days, the man had repeatedly sent people out to search for something, likely the main target being within the zombie horde.Cormac needed to be killed immediately, to prevent him from finding what he sought and gaining a new level of power. Otherwise, the gap between them would widen, and the chance for revenge would become more distant.Memp
Amid the blaring alarms, the soldiers in the rear panicked, as memories of previous explosive rounds flooded back, filling them with the urge to flee. However, Cormac had already imposed martial law. Four or five fierce-looking soldiers armed with submachine guns stood on the jeeps at the back, ready to shoot anyone who dared flee.The defensive soldiers in the front quickly responded. Under Yosef's skilled command, three tall and thick earth walls were summoned. At the same time, four or five layers of thick qi shields covered the airspace above the battalion, sealing off the 50 meters of space in front of them.Moreover, they unleashed a barrage of long-range attacks aimed directly at the incoming fireballs. Although hitting the fast and small targets was difficult, quantity made up for precision. The fireballs might dodge 10 attacks, but they only needed to be struck once to explode, stopping the gray flames and the rotting flesh mid-air.Six of the sixteen fireballs were intercept
In a temporary tent, the allied forces of both sides were meeting. The commanders and leaders wore grim expressions, and many looked exhausted.Sunny Hills was once again nearly out of ammunition, with only about 10,000 rounds left. By 7 p.m., they would likely have nothing left to shoot.At that moment, Cormac turned to Memphis and asked:"Brother Jackman, I need to purchase more ammunition. What terms do you propose?"His patience was wearing thin. If it hadn’t been for the appearance of the Explosion Types, they could have spread out their forces and effectively wiped out the zombies. Perhaps they wouldn’t have been pushed back so quickly. But these absurd monsters had appeared, ruining all their plans and forcing them into a defensive retreat, step by step, toward defeat.Not only that, but in the two hours that had passed, he had fully devoted himself to fending off the evolved zombies, only managing to earn 700 experience points—a painfully slow leveling rate that left him incre
Cormac’s tone was firm, as if refusing to allow any further negotiation. But Memphis was a master manipulator, and he knew he could still push for a better deal. However, even if the bullets ended up with Cormac, it was as good as them staying with his own soldiers. So Memphis smiled and said:"Good, deal done. We also need a supply of baseball bats, machetes, various first- and second-tier skills... And we need a number of trucks, pickup trucks, and refrigerated vehicles... and so on."Cormac gritted his teeth, ultimately deciding to sell off more of his resources.If they won this battle, he’d regain it all. If they lost, there would be nothing l
If things became too difficult, he could even abandon the current mission, retreat from Sunny Hills, accept a three-level demotion, and slowly rebuild his strength later.He had been backed into a corner. Seizing a chance for survival was the only path forward.And once Memphis was dead, he could claim the beautiful woman at his side...Cormac licked his lips in anticipation, while Nicky carefully suggested:"First Leader, should we leave the Second Leader behind to guard the camp?" Seeing Memphis not arguing back as he usually did, Wallflower felt somewhat comforted. While keeping her eyes on the road, she slowly began to explain:"Their plan is essentially identical to the one you discussed with Nicky, except that Tobin will be the one staying behind to guard instead of Graham, and the location will be closer to Sunny Hills, not midway."Memphis raised an eyebrow. It seemed Nicky was trustworthy enough, not someone who would suddenly turn on him.Why would Memphis trust the guy just based on a few promises and a vial of fake poison? Normally, Memphis would find it hard to trust anyone, but with Wallflower's fourth-tier Insight, he had lApocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 393:
Watching them leave, Tobin squinted, then called over another trusted subordinate and ordered:"Pass down the orders from the First Leader and Second Leader. All soldiers under their command must immediately turn in their weapons for inspection and maintenance, in preparation for the final battle."He paused, then added with a malicious tone:"Also, tell them to drink plenty of water from the supply truck that just arrived. Drink a lot, it’s mineral water. Once the intense battle starts, there won’t be any time to drink."The subordinate didn’t