Chapter 447:

The Lakeside Bridge hasn’t been destroyed, and Lakeside County hasn’t been driven out, nor has communication been severed—these are the reasons it continues to serve a mysterious, vital role.

Setting this matter aside, Memphis carefully gathered the documents and camera on the table, slinging his backpack over his shoulder before stepping out.

Being a leader is truly grueling. It’s past 8 PM, and he still hasn’t eaten, showered, or removed the heavy equipment on his person. Worse still, another meeting awaits him, leaving little room for comfort.

The only solace is that he’s earning plenty of contribution points, and those at the top always get a bigger share… Haha, today it’s instructions from the top, but in a while, it might even be assassins from Lakeside or tank shells fired from T90s—such fun.

As he stepped out of the meeting room, Memphis spotted a group of people loading PG-2 HEAT shells and several anti-tank guns onto a military jeep. In addition, various equipment like baseb