Mechanic endlessly amassing troops in the apocalypse

After sending the message, Li Fei called Lao Wu.

I was just trying it out, but I didn't expect that Lao Wu would actually be working on such an important day. He's such a poor working man.

However, this also happens to be convenient for me.

The equipment was delivered to the room in about an hour.

These include full-coverage light armor, exoskeleton robotic arms, and various cold weapons.

Once everyone had left, Li Fei teleported all of these items into the apocalypse.

Upon reaching the second floor, they handed over the full-coverage light armor and cold weapons to Wang Meng for arrangement, instructing him to mobilize everyone.

Tang Mucheng then handed over the map, which marked the location of the factory.

Holding the map, Li Fei glanced at it briefly. The factory wasn't far away, just a few hundred meters behind the shopping mall.

There aren't many residential buildings nearby, but there should be dormitories inside the factory, so we can't be too careless.

Since Wang Meng and the others were going to clear the land anyway, they decided to go and clean up the area around the factory first.

Thinking about it, Li Fei looked at Wang Meng, who was still mobilizing the team. Needless to say, everyone in the original team was willing to follow.

However, the people in the supermarket, who had been oppressed for a long time and were prone to stress, were mostly unwilling to join after being persuaded. Li Fei did not force them. Naturally, these unwilling people could not live at the same standard as the other people who risked their lives together.

Over time, they will also find ways to demonstrate their value.

However, among this group of people, Li Fei noticed an unexpected face.

Li Fei walked over and greeted her, "Dr. He, are you coming with us too?"

He Lin had already changed into full-coverage light armor. When she saw Li Fei come over to ask her a question, she nodded solemnly and said, "Lord, I want to go too. Since I have received your favor, I can't just do nothing. I want to do my part."

According to pre-apocalyptic logic, professions like doctors belong to logistics and don't need to be on the front lines. However, according to current logic, He Lin's awakened ability is like a healer in a game, so naturally she can maximize her advantages by staying with the team.

Moreover, the awakened ones are already immune to the zombie virus, so if they get injured, He Lin can treat them in time, which will definitely be a great help.

Speaking of the zombie virus, Li Fei had considered taking it to Cangnan Star for others to study, but seeing Xin He's character, he dared not take it no matter what. What if these ruthless scientists developed some kind of mutated virus, leading to a cosmic zombie apocalypse? He would have nowhere to cry then. In any case, the main members of the team would definitely become Awakened in the future, so the threat of the zombie virus was not as great as those terrifying monsters.

After thinking it over, Li Fei nodded and said, "Alright, Dr. He, you can stay at the back of the group. You don't need to go up and kill zombies. If any awakened ones get injured, you can treat them."

"Okay!" He Lin nodded.

Next, Li Fei called Mei Xicai over.

"Mei Xicai, I'm entrusting the mall to you. Remember, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of our members. Nothing else is as important."

Mei Xicai solemnly assured him, "Rest assured, my lord! Even if I die, I will not let anyone else die!"

Li Fei curled his lips. He was almost immune to this guy's flattery. Anyway, nothing in the mall was particularly important, so it didn't matter if he couldn't stand it.

About ten minutes later, the mobilization of personnel was finally completed.

It was still pitch black outside, but Li Fei's power was now on a completely different level than before.

They can easily handle even hordes of thousands of zombies.

At a command, the group of about thirty people set off in a grand procession.

……

In the factory, in the workshop.

More than thirty men in overalls sat around a small fire, looking worried.

After a long silence, a bald man walked to the center of the circle and said, "Guys, we need to make a decision quickly: whether to charge out or stay here."

A man wearing glasses immediately stood up. "The food can only last for three more days at most. We have to get out of here no matter what!"

"Yes! Let's charge together, we'll die together!" someone immediately shouted.

"Alright!" the bald man decided. "Then we'll begin our operation at daybreak."

By the firelight, he drew a route on the ground, making plans as he went. "The only way we can escape is to go to the garage and drive there. As far as I know, there is a five-ton heavy-duty diesel forklift, two medium-sized vans, and an old pickup truck."

Forklifts can't go very far; they're heavy and consume a lot of fuel. They can only be used temporarily to clear a path and ram through zombies at the entrance.

Our main targets are two vans and a pickup truck, but the keys are in the guardhouse. So now we have an important task: who wants to come with me to the guardhouse to get the keys?

Everyone fell silent again. To get to the guardhouse, they would have to cross a horde of zombies. Who among them had the ability to cross such a horde?

No, it should be said that even if everyone here attacked together, there would be absolutely no way to get through the horde of zombies. This is a large factory with thousands of people, and there are at least a thousand zombies outside.

At this moment, the bald man spoke again, "We are all awakened beings. None of us are afraid of the zombie virus, so why should we be afraid of these useless trash!"

At this moment, a rather handsome young man stepped forward and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I don't want to die in vain. Even if I risk my life, do you really think I can bring the key back?"

"Uncle Zhang, isn't there any other good way?"

The bald man, known as Uncle Zhang, shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't send you to your deaths with me. I'm not going to do anything pointless."

He continued to write and draw on the ground, talking as he wrote. Although his drawings were crooked, everyone understood what he meant.

"There's one place without zombies, and that's the factory roof. If we can get to the roof, then walk along the factory, jump onto the roof of the guardhouse, go inside, get the key, and then throw it to the person waiting in the factory."

At this point, everyone realized that this method was indeed feasible, but it meant that the person who jumped down to find the key would definitely sacrifice himself; going down would be easy, but coming back up would be almost impossible.

Zhang Quan glanced at the crowd: "I'll jump down to get the key. A few more people will come and charge over with me, and then we can pick up the key on the roof."

A hint of reluctance flashed in everyone's eyes. The bespectacled man pursed his lips and raised his hand.

Xiao Shuai didn't say anything more and raised his hand.

Then three more people raised their hands.

Zhang Quan nodded. "Alright, that's enough. When Glasses and Song Yinglong come back later, the others must remember to provide backup."

Young Song Yinglong asked in a low voice, "And what about you, Uncle Zhang?"

Zhang Quan smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you on the roof of the guardhouse. Remember to drive to pick me up."

Seeing that everyone was still in low spirits, Zhang Quan comforted them, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. What if a group of powerful people suddenly appear and come to my rescue?"

"Hahaha—" He chuckled dryly a few times and continued, "Alright, everyone, let's set off when it's a little light. That's when these zombies are at their slowest."