The wire screens were also draped with torn clothing soaked in human urine, emitting an overpowering stench that could be smelled from a dozen meters away.The gap from the ground to the bottom of the mesh was 1.8 meters, allowing zombies to crawl under, while the five-meter height of the wire and the triple layers ensured that nothing could "fly over" the barrier.With ten trucks lined up, they had essentially created a "net" with three layers of steel mesh in front of them.This was Memphis's solution to the long-range attacks of the Explosion Type monsters.The ten vehicles moved smoothly to the front line, stopping two kilometers from the hill. The zombie horde had been significantly reduced, with only around 30,000 left. In the open terrain, the horde appeared disorganized and scattered.The humans, standing behind the trucks, had full visibility of the distant zombies through the wide gaps in the wire mesh. The space between the ground and the bottom of the mesh was also enough
At that moment, a massive explosive shell launched from over a kilometer behind the front line. As it touched the first mesh wire barrier, it detonated with a thunderous roar upon encountering "human energy.” creating a massive blast that punched a hole through the wire. Following this initial explosion, three more smaller shells emerged from the smoke, hitting the second wire barrier and ripping another small opening.In one strike, the human defense net was nearly breached.Three more explosive shells followed in quick succession, hitting the defensive line and creating four large gaps in the 100-meter-long mesh wire barrier, leaving only the third layer intact.If this continued and all the mesh barriers were breached, humans would once again face bombardment from above. Memphis wasn't about to let that happen; he quickly contacted the combat information center:"Have you found them yet?"The combat information center was manned by two of the four soldiers who had defected to Memph
Not to mention, these soldiers were helping him in the fight against the zombies. They had never posed any threat to him—in fact, they were fighting valiantly, tirelessly, putting their lives on the line to protect his 300 men.This was assistance, not hostility. There was no enmity between him and these soldiers.Even the wrongdoers from Sunny Hills didn’t deserve death. Yes, they had made mistakes, but who in this world hadn’t? He hadn’t asked if they regretted their actions, but if he were in their place, he—this man of 99% cruelty—would undoubtedly feel remorse, would be tortured by guilt, would want to atone.Surely others felt the same, seeking forgiveness.If he had committed a crime, surely he would want someone to show him mercy, not be silently killed on the battlefield, without even a final word, dying in a haze of confusion and dishonor."Papa, when you go to Renaissance, bring me back something special from there. And make sure you come home safe...""I will, my sweet gir
Memphis remained silent for two seconds before forcing a wry smile:“Of course, I’m here to treat them. They’ve been attacked by a Manipulation Type, and their situation is critical. How could I just ignore them?”“Actually, I’m the very Manipulation Type that attacked your comrades.” Memphis thought casually to himself since Wallflower wasn’t around. Pointing to the most severely injured soldier, he said:“Sasha, Warren, help this soldier.”“Yes, sir!” 5 PM, at the border between Lakeside and Sunset Avenue, Vienna battlefield.This place currently gathered 70% of the military forces from the Lakeside survivor base. Even the armored ship dedicated to protecting Starla had been recalled from Renaissance to launch an attack on the horde of zombies here.In a low-ranking combat squad, Zoran, in his professional military uniform, swung his hand. Five fiery blades shot out swiftly, slicing through the air, decapitating over 20 low-level zombies before converging to burn a Strength-Type P1 level 15 mutant.Beside Zoran stood Dante, the son of the deputy police chief of Renaissance. He also raised his hand, releasing five wind blades that struck the P1 level 15 mutant. The wind fueled the fire, intensifying its power. Additionally, the wind blades themselves inflicted significant damage. Together, they successfully brought down the P1 mutant.Both Zoran and Dante only expended a few points of mental energy, making the battle far from overlyApocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 467:
The troops felt as though a midnight alarm had roused them from a deep slumber. Startled awake, they quickly grabbed their gear and began retreating."Retreat, retreat! Pull back now!""Deploy grey fog, block their advance!""Request heavy fire support!""Secure the left flank! A Speed Type is incoming!""Lieutenant! We need to retreat immediately—there’s a second Manipulation Type among the enemy!"Such was the chaos unfolding on the battlefield. The human forces, relying on armored equipment and supernatural items, managed to retreat, though the cost was steep: nearly 30 comrades lay scattered among small units, lost forever."So, even using Light Armor couldn’t shield us from that kind of pain. Before, that bandit stood by, protecting me without ever showing impatience..."...6 PM, Hope Town.Richard listened gravely to the news coming from the other side of the Grieving River through the radio. The Vienna assault had failed—again. It was incomprehensible.Their four battalions ha
After hearing the story, Richard couldn’t help but show a bitter smile.Could the leader of Hope Town really be this foolish? Charging into a zombie horde at dusk and getting all the vehicles stuck—ha, even a three-year-old wouldn’t make such a reckless move.Richard suspected that the vehicles had probably already been retrieved and were safely stored in some hidden warehouse by now, being maintained in perfect condition.It was clear that Leader Jackman was stalling, unwilling to hand over the military equipment.If Richard knew that Memphis still had more than 400,000 rounds of 7.62mm ammunition, 8,000 rounds of 12.7mm bullets, over 500 RPG-2 anti-tank rounds, a fully intact BMP-1, two BTR-152s, two M-113 armored vehicles, nearly 100 shells for the 2a28 Grom cannon, and almost 5 tons of black powder, who knows how he’d react.As if on cue, just ten minutes after Memphis’s convoy returned, Jarred also strolled back, showing no signs of stress or exhaustion. Was this really the behav
A silent exchange of glances confirmed that the essential information was genuine. Of course, they would revisit these details to ensure no misunderstandings later.With no other choice, Richard finally nodded."Commander Jackman, I’ll confirm this with my superiors.""Good. After dinner, let’s go over everything again."Once the Lakeside delegation departed, only the squad leaders from Hope Town remained. Memphis casually signaled them to begin the meeting.This was their formal strategy session. Present were six new combat squad leaders and four prospective “civil officers” designated to assist with post-apocalyptic recovery and development.The topics were addressed one by one: battle strategies, resource collection, clearing zombies, rescuing survivors, cleaning the battlefield, training personnel, vehicle upgrades, forging weapons and armor, constructing mobile fortifications for combat, and more. They also discussed rebuilding the town walls, reopening schools for children, secu