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...
After a while, Arlen Terry, Head of Communications, requested a face-to-face meeting.Holding the radio in his hand, Memphis greeted with a serious expression:"Chief Terry, we meet again.""Leader Jackman, a pleasure, a pleasure."After exchanging brief pleasantries, Arlen Terry got straight to the point:"How long do you expect it will take to defeat the horde of zombies over there?"Memphis pretended to consider for a moment before answering honestly:"If we have your support, two days, but if not, it'll take us three more days to take them down..."On the other end, Arlen Terry also paused for a moment, seemingly confirming something with someone. After a while, he cautiously asked:"Leader Jackman, I understand you still have a BTR-60 and four BTR-152 armored vehicles, as well as 12.7mm heavy
Ten minutes later, after nearly being suffocated, Memphis hurriedly turned his head to avoid the soft sensation and gasped for breath, coughing twice, pretending to be weak before slowly speaking:"Alright, is the job done?"Amanda let out a cold huff, lightly slapping Memphis on the cheek before scolding: “You don’t even care about whether I’m alive or dead and all you can think about is the job?"'Damn, aren't you alive and well?' Memphis cursed silently in his heart. From his backpack, he pulled out a large pile of experience crystals, potential crystals, skill books, item cards, 12.7mm shell casings, a few scattered rings—an assortment of random goods—tossing them all onto the table as he replied: “Feeling better now?"Amanda leaned forward to gather everything up, but after seeing Memphis’s pale, exhausted face, she gritted her teeth in frustration, throwing everything back on the table and scolding him: “Giving a woman gifts but being stingy like this? Can’t you be a little more