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

Abandon illusions and keep fighting!

These eight words are perfectly acceptable in any pre-war mobilization.

But releasing this information after the chief has been in seclusion for thirty-five days is too vague.

A strong sense of strangeness welled up in Su Ran's heart.

"Yes, just those eight words."

Li Guodong noticed Su Ran's confusion and sighed.

"We had the same reaction as you in the meeting room. But actually, the commander made his point very clear."

There are no magic tricks or foolproof solutions to break the deadlock once and for all.

Natural disasters and mutations give us no chance to catch our breath.

Great Xia cannot rely on your infinite space to last forever, nor can it rely on its nuclear arsenal to provide unlimited protection.

Su Ran fell silent.

The garrison commander is right. In the apocalypse, the only way to survive is to carve it out with a knife.

but……

Su Ran felt something was very strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"I see."

He nodded, temporarily suppressing this indescribable sense of heaviness in his heart.

Once he returns to the Kunlun base, he must seek clarification from the garrison commander in person.

"How are your actual combat data?"

Li Guodong got to the point, his tone becoming somewhat urgent.

"Military headquarters has been waiting for the results."

Can the Warcraft legions truly be deployed as a regular fighting force in the brutal, meat-grinding battlefield?

Su Ran turned around and looked at the pack of hellhounds that were eating.

"It has extremely high practical value."

Su Ran brought up the data panel on the tactical terminal and transmitted it directly to Li Guodong.

"They are mutated beasts by nature, with their own biological camouflage."

In the chaos of battle, without a fourth-tier leader providing mental guidance, lower-tier beast hordes simply cannot distinguish friend from foe.

Su Ran pointed to the distant remains of the beast tide, which had been completely torn apart.

"In the previous skirmish, we had 37 hellhounds, 7 of which were lost, but we managed to take down more than 7,000 mutated beasts on the other side."

Just now at the S-11 defense line, the White Deer led them in a direct counter-attack, completely shattering the core formation of tens of thousands of beasts.

These guys aren't afraid of death at all; their armor combined with the physique of mutated beasts makes them pure killing machines.

In the holographic projection, Li Guodong quickly browsed the transmitted data, and his breathing became visibly heavy.

An exchange ratio of one to one thousand.

This terrifying efficiency surpasses that of any heavy mech squadron in the Great Xia Dynasty.

More importantly, the ones who died were artificial mutant beasts, not soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Li Guodong said "good" three times in a row, slamming his fist on the table.

"If Lao Zhang's team saw this data, they would be ecstatic!"

The mother nest hatching route is on the right track!

"The scale is still far from enough."

Su Ran's tone was cold and hard.

"Tell Jiangcheng to speed up the process at all costs. I want this team expanded to three hundred, three thousand!"

Their value on the meat grinder battlefield is greater than that of a heavily armored division.

"I will be responsible for pushing this forward specifically."

Li Guodong readily agreed, then glanced at the screen.

"How is Bai Lu doing?"

Su Ran turned her head.

Not far away, the white deer was resting with its eyes closed, leaning against the large forelimbs of the little gray deer.

The fourth-order mother, Little Grey, resembled a docile giant pet, warily surveying her surroundings.

"A battle takes a huge toll on mental energy, but it's still within a manageable range."

Su Ran withdrew her gaze.

Li Guodong remained silent for two seconds on the other end.

"You should come back."

Li Guodong's tone became serious.

"North America is completely out of contact. The Yellowstone volcano's activity level has exceeded the critical threshold, and it is expected to erupt in a maximum of 6 hours."

Within half a month, volcanic ash from the eruption will cover the stratosphere.

Nuclear winter is coming.

Su Ran glanced at Bai Lu.

Bai Lu just opened her eyes and quietly looked at Su Ran.

"I won't go back for now." Su Ran withdrew her gaze, her voice as firm as a rock.

Li Guodong frowned.

"I plan to continue advancing eastward along this front in North Africa."

Coordinate with the Daxia defense zone along the route to conduct mobile guerrilla warfare.

The Warcraft legion needs more real-world combat experience, and the White Deer also needs to expand its mental awareness through high-intensity battles.

Su Ran raised her hand and pointed to the yellow sand shrouded in gray clouds to the south.

"Especially those peak third-tier monsters that have shown their faces, they must be killed in advance."

"The commander also said to abandon illusions and continue fighting. I'm going to carry this fight to the end."

Su Ran also set a deadline for herself.

"I expect to return in a week. Within that week, I will clear out all the tough nut to crack on the North African front."

Li Guodong knew he couldn't dissuade him, so he could only nod solemnly.

"Be careful. Headquarters will provide you with satellite guidance and air support at any time."

The communication was disconnected.

Su Ran turned around and walked towards the white deer.

"Did you hear that?" Su Ran asked.

"Um."

The white deer nimbly jumped off the back of the fourth-order mother.

She stared at Su Ran, her cool eyes showing no sign of backing down.

"Where to next?"

Su Ran pulled up the radar map on the tactical terminal and pointed his finger at a coordinate that was flashing a blinding red light.

"Go to the area with the highest density of mutated beast hordes."

(I'll fix the bad parts tomorrow!)