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

High in the air, Su Ran took in the whole scene. He switched back to the military channel, speaking quickly and urgently.

"General Zhao! Those armored Tier 3 mutated beasts that just joined the battlefield are all friendly forces! They're the monster legion brought by Commissioner White Deer!"

"The notification has already been sent out!" Zhao Shanhe was still panting on the other end of the line.

Hearing that the order had been given, Su Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He loosened his grip on the headset and looked down at the slender figure rushing through the beast horde.

"White Deer..."

He chuckled softly, "You really brought me a great gift."

On the sniper position, Duan Hao, also holding a modified sniper rifle, locked onto a Tier 3 Berserker Lion. The moment the command came through his earpiece, he suddenly released his index finger from the trigger.

He looked up and glanced at the center of the battlefield through the scope.

Several streaks of silver-gray armor light were churning in the black tide, and the conspicuous dark blue reflection on the outer side of the armor plates was particularly eye-catching in the smoke.

"...Wow, you can do that?"

Duan Hao gasped, cursed under his breath, and then yelled at the top of his lungs over the sniper channel.

"Brothers, did you hear me?! Don't touch anything with the blue light! Those are friendly forces, don't accidentally kill them!"

"receive!"

The arrival of the white deer was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan.

sizzle.

The thirty-odd armored Tier 3 hellhounds rampaged along the edge of the beast tide, causing chaos and confusion.

Especially that five-meter-tall fourth-tier mother beast, charging into the densest horde of beasts, was practically untouchable.

Each swing of its claws brought forth a spray of foul-smelling blood, tearing apart and sending hordes of mutated hunting dogs and bison flying.

The white deer lay prone on the back of the fourth-tier mother, its palm blade transforming into a stream of light, slicing out in a fan shape.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The speeding path left only scattered limbs.

"White Deer, hold back a bit, conserve your energy."

Through the communication channel, Su Ran's concerned voice came through, "The beast tide is too dense, don't exhaust your superpowers."

I know what I'm doing.

With a flick of her wrist, Bai Lu sent the flying blade back into her palm.

Inside the trenches.

Old Joe spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and slapped the recruit hard on the back of the head.

"What are you standing there for! Are you just waiting to die?! While they're making a ruckus, hurry up and attack! Aim carefully! Don't shoot the wrong people!"

"Yes...yes! Class monitor!"

The gunfire became frequent and orderly again.

But the crisis is far from over.

White Deer's monster army can disrupt local areas, but it can't fill the entire battle line.

The black torrent behind them continued to surge wildly, but its momentum was somewhat disrupted by the several charging black figures.

Taking advantage of this precious gap, the soldiers on the defensive line desperately unleashed their firepower, repairing the crumbling position.

Time passed second by second.

About ten minutes later.

"Boom!"

On the eastern horizon, the clouds were torn open once again.

Not one.

It's an entire formation.

Four Kunpeng-7 heavy transport aircraft flew in an arrow-shaped formation, skimming low over the scorched battlefield.

Unlike the White Deer, they did not charge into the center of the beast tide, but instead stayed at a relatively safe altitude along the rear of the battle line.

"Crack! Sizzle!"

The tailgate doors opened one by one.

One after another, figures leaped out, the flowers on their backs blooming one after another.

They were densely packed, like a handful of dandelion seeds scattered out.

Next came the second formation, and then the third formation.

One after another, transport planes converged from different directions.

In just a few minutes, more than a thousand umbrellas bloomed in the sky.

"Reinforcements! Reinforcements!"

"Our paratroopers have arrived! We're saved!"

In the trenches, someone shouted first, and then the roar spread along the defensive line.

The exhausted soldiers seemed to have been given a shot of adrenaline, and their movements quickened.

The first to land were a group of paratroopers.

They moved swiftly, quickly disarming themselves upon landing and converging on the nearest position in combat formation.

"There's a gap in the east section! Section 3 of the wall is almost completely flattened! Hold up that gap in the east section!"

A platoon leader covered in dirt roared at a group of paratroopers who had just landed.

"Roger that! Hand it over to us!"

Without saying a word, the paratroopers grabbed their guns and charged toward the breach.

They moved with incredible speed, taking turns providing cover as they advanced, their guns spitting out eerie blue flames that precisely targeted the mutated beasts attempting to climb the corpse-strewn hill.

In the underground command center, Zhao Shanhe watched the friendly forces' insignia constantly flashing on the screen, and his nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, finally relaxed a little.

He leaned on the tactical table, exhaled a long breath, and his back relaxed almost imperceptibly.

"General! The first wave of paratroopers has landed, consisting of four reinforced battalions, including 50 Awakened Ones. The remaining troops are all front-line veterans who have experienced at least three large-scale beast tides!"

A staff officer quickly reported.

"well!"

Zhao Shanhe's voice was a little hoarse, but very steady.

Tell them that they must not disperse their forces!

Immediately concentrate heavy forces on the eastern and southern gaps where the pressure is greatest!

Prioritize assisting the existing garrison in stabilizing the lines, clearing out those beasts who have crossed the wall, and strictly prohibit any rash counter-attacks!

"yes!"

At the same time, various voices mingled together on the communication channel.

"This is Swift Squadron, arriving over the combat zone! Requesting ground guidance!"

"Fang-03 reports: Arrived over the eastern section. The mutated beasts have climbed the defensive wall; clearing the area is underway!"

The initiative on the battlefield seems to be gradually being regained.

……

high altitude.

Su Ran looked through the observation window of the Xuan Nu fighter jet at the increasing number of friendly units below, and her tense shoulders finally relaxed.

"Finally... we held out until reinforcements arrived."

He muttered to himself.

With the addition of this new force, the entire defense line was like a machine on the verge of shutting down, which was re-lubricated and started operating much faster.

The firepower became denser, and the crumbling position was held up by lines of men.

Su Ran pulled the fighter jet up to gain a wider field of vision.

He needs to use this gap to reassess the course of the entire campaign.

His gaze once again fell upon the boundless horde of beasts below.

Millions of people are still wriggling and still colliding.

It was a dark, dense expanse stretching from one end of the horizon to the other, with no end in sight.

But Su Ran's brows gradually furrowed, and she let out a soft cry.

"wrong."

He felt something was wrong from the beginning.

The battle was too intense for him to observe closely.

Now that they had a moment to catch their breath, upon closer inspection, the sense of unease became increasingly clear.

"It seems that not all the mutated beasts are charging at full speed."

Su Ran's eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, and her voice also became chilling.

"Among this group of irrational mutated beasts, there are actually some who know how to slack off in the back..."