In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

Mike's words echoed in the control room.

"Red Rain"

In the dictionary of the survivors of the end times, these two words are equivalent to hell being reenacted.

Instantly, the entire control room fell into dead silence.

Everyone turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

That blood-red rainstorm, which corroded everything and gave birth to countless mutated monsters, was an absolute nightmare etched deep into their genes.

Mike's eyes twitched violently, and he couldn't care less about maintaining his usual "good older brother" demeanor of caring for his subordinates.

He strode over to Jimmy, grabbed him by the collar, and half-lifted the curled-up Jimmy from the ground.

"Jimmy, open your eyes and look at me!"

Mike shook his skinny hunting dog.

"You just hang in there a little longer, you have to hold on, even if it kills you! See how much longer it will take!"

He lowered his voice, his tone revealing ruthlessness and anxiety.

"Once this is done, all the highest purity crystal cores we seized last time are yours."

Seeing that their boss had gone all out, several of the other leaders who had been trembling quickly came over to chime in.

"Jimmy! Haven't you been eyeing my new blonde? Just give me the exact time, and she'll be in your room tonight!"

"Yes, yes, yes, crystal cores, women, canned beef! You name it, we've got it!"

Jimmy convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and white foam spilled from the corners of his mouth.

This is a typical sign of extreme overload of his psychic abilities.

Jimmy's eyes rolled back, his lips trembled, and he uttered a syllable with a distorted tone.

"3".

Mike was overjoyed! Having time to prepare makes things much easier!

Once the explosion-proof heavy metal gate is closed, the grain reserves in Granary No. 6 are enough to feed 40,000 people for 50 years, no matter what kind of monsters fall outside!

"3 days or 3 weeks?"

Mike shook Jimmy's shoulder and pressed him for an answer.

Jimmy's head tilted to one side, and two bright red lines of blood gushed from his nose.

"2".

"2..."

The people in the control room were stunned, looking at each other blankly, clearly not understanding the implications.

"What are you talking about?"

Mike roared furiously, spitting all over Jimmy's face.

Jimmy's eyes bulged out as he used the last bit of strength in his body to squeeze out the last number through his teeth.

"1".

The voice just fell.

Jimmy's eyes rolled back, and he completely lost consciousness.

Mike felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly, and all the color drained from his face.

He finally understood what the "3" represented.

It's not about days, weeks, or months at all.

That was a second!

Just as the last note faded, the sharp, piercing air raid siren shattered the tranquility above the camp.

"Waaah! Waaah!"

The blinding red light flickered alternately in the corridor, casting an unpredictable shadow on everyone's face.

"Bang!"

The metal door to the control room was violently kicked open from the outside.

The guard on duty scrambled in, his helmet falling off as he ran, his voice hoarse and distorted.

"Boss Mike! Something's happened! Someone's attacking from the sky!"

Everyone in the control room was completely dumbfounded.

They came knocking on our door from the sky?

One second they were on guard against the devastating red rain disaster, and everyone was prepared to retreat underground. Now it's turned into someone coming to sabotage them.

After a brief moment of shock, Mike's chest heaved violently.

"Fuck you!"

Mike threw Jimmy to the ground and then kicked over the metal table in front of him.

"They're fucking human? Not a natural disaster?"

Mike, enraged, laughed involuntarily, veins bulging on his forehead, roaring like a maddened beast.

He, the absolute ruler of the camp, who held the power of life and death over 40,000 people, was actually so frightened by a man-made attack that he lost his composure!

"I thought it was a zombie horde! I thought it was red rain! Turns out, it's just a few people running wild on my turf?!"

The dramatic emotional rollercoaster made him feel extremely humiliated, as if he had been played for a fool.

"You're asking for it! You're absolutely asking for it!"

Mike drew the golden spool from his waist, cocked it with a bang, and looked menacing.

"Gather all Awakened Ones in the camp!"

His face was contorted with rage as he surveyed the numerous Awakened leaders in the control room.

"I'd like to see which fool dares to mess with us and cause trouble!"

"Catch him alive! I'm going to throw him into the fighting pit to feed the mutant dogs!"

"Fight your way out!"

Infected by this rage, the leaders unleashed their supernatural abilities and charged menacingly towards the door.

……

Meanwhile, surface air defense positions.

"Fire! Fire! Shoot it down!"

The commander of the air defense battalion roared at the top of his lungs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three twin-mounted anti-aircraft cannons spewed fire wildly, tracer rounds weaving into an impenetrable net of death in mid-air.

Thousands of large-caliber armor-piercing shells rained down on the black dot falling rapidly from the sky.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Violent explosions echoed through the air, and smoke instantly filled the entire camp.

"Sir, it's broken into the firing net! We hit it!" a gunner shouted excitedly.

But the next second, his smile froze completely on his face.

The smoke was forcibly torn apart by a violent gust of air.

A heavy mech, like a demon descending from the sky, crashed straight into the dense anti-aircraft barrage.

The large-caliber armor-piercing rounds struck the energy deflection shield on the mech's surface, creating only ripples of a dark blue color, without even leaving a scratch.

"What...what kind of monster is this?! God..."

The air defense commander stared wide-eyed in despair.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and shockwaves surged.

The "Cheng Ying" tactical mech crashed into the central plaza of the camp like a meteorite.

The hard concrete floor collapsed instantly, creating a huge crater several meters deep.

Smoke and dust billowed.

"laugh!"

White vapor was released as the hydraulic valve was depressurized.

The mecha slowly straightened up.

All the thousands of guards in the camp were armed and surrounded the deep pit.

No one dared to fire the first shot; the sheer visual oppression of the mech standing there was enough to drain the trembling from their bodies.

Ye Xiao didn't bother to grab any firearms; instead, he directly drew his three-meter-long high-frequency vibration battle blade.

The blade is drawn!

He turned the mech's external loudspeaker up to full power and translated it into a pure Texas accent.

"Ye Xiao, vanguard officer of the Great Xia Expeditionary Force."

The mecha raised its hand, and the tip of the Tang sword touched the trembling guards around it one by one, finally pointing directly at the core control building.

"Summon those in charge here, and all the Awakened Ones."

A cold laugh came from the loudspeaker.

"All of you, get out here and prepare to die!"

The sound was like a hurricane, sweeping across the entire camp.

Mike and his crew, who had just rushed out of the underground fortress passage, were met with this shout.

Mike froze in place, his ferocious expression instantly turning to death.

He looked up, staring blankly at the killing machine in front of him.

The Great Xia Expeditionary Force?

Vanguard?

Mike's mind went blank.

After the disaster, he organized a force and incorporated the radio stations of the nearby regular army.

The camp now also has wireless broadcasting equipment.

The strong declaration that Great Xia had broadcast to the global underground forces a few days ago echoed in his mind.

Didn't they say that Great Xia was going to eradicate mutated creatures globally?

He had already planned that if Great Xia could really send an army of several million across the ocean to wipe out the mutated creatures in North America.

He would definitely open the camp gates immediately, offering food and drink to welcome the king's army.

But... weren't you from Great Xia supposed to be exterminating monsters?

Why did they start by targeting themselves?

We are the survivors!

"Boss, boss..."

A military officer standing nearby swallowed hard, his eyes darting around. "What do we do now?"

"What the hell are you panicking for?! Shut the fuck up!"

Mike suppressed his fear and roared.

"He's just one person! We have forty-two Awakened Ones! What are we afraid of?!"

But his next sentence revealed his inner anxiety.

"Don't rush to take action. Let me go and find out what's going on first."