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

Our gaze returns to Daxia.

Winter is coming.

The Kunlun Mountains were hit by the most intense blizzard of the nuclear winter.

Dark gray snowflakes drifted down from the sky; these were volcanic ash particles carried by atmospheric circulation to Eurasia after the Yellowstone volcano erupted.

Kunlun Base, Awakened Headquarters Office.

Su Ran sat at her desk.

On the table, there were more than a dozen pages of paper documents spread out.

That was a map showing the distribution of global foreign Awakened camps, compiled by Zhou Rui and his team overnight.

The document details the number of people, factions, and weapon configurations at major camps in North America, Europe, and Australia.

"Squeak!" The soundproof door was pushed open.

Mo Yun walked in carrying a brown paper bag.

"Brother Su, the plan is finalized, and all the opinions from each war zone have been collected."

He placed the paper bag on the table and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Su Ran reached out and pulled out the documents from the paper bag.

The cover features a line of bold text:

Supplementary Regulations to the King Slayer Plan: Lifting the Ban on Hunting by All.

He flipped through two pages.

The regulations, as they discussed yesterday, have no restrictions.

Anyone can exchange high-level crystal cores for standard crystal energy rifles, individual exoskeletons, or even high-explosive grenades at the Great Xia's exchange points.

"The signatures of all captains at the Awakened Headquarters are complete."

Mo Yun added, "Zhou Rui is already monitoring the situation at the dispatch center. The number of registrations on the external network is skyrocketing."

The wolves in the wasteland, their eyes bloodshot with hunger, finally caught the smell of meat.

"Walk."

Su Ran smiled, closed the file, and picked up the military overcoat draped over the back of the chair.

"To the operations room."

……

Kunlun Base, Supreme Operations Conference Room.

The rectangular conference table was full of people.

The leader sat in the main seat. A white porcelain teacup was placed in front of him.

On the left are Zhang Xiao, a veteran of the military, and Qian Liye, the director of the Materials Bureau.

On the right are Lao Wang from the Population Administration and Li Guodong, the head of the National Security Bureau.

Su Ran and Mo Yun pushed open the door and walked in. Without exchanging pleasantries, they tacitly sat down in the empty seats at the end of the hall.

"Everyone's here."

The leader slightly raised his eyelids, his voice extremely low, yet it suppressed the breathing of everyone present.

"Today's meeting will only discuss how to deal with the rapidly increasing number of Tier 3 mutated beasts."

"Start with Zhang Xiao, and tell me about your military's plan."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Xiao, a veteran of the military, stood up abruptly and got straight to the point.

"There's no way out! We can't retreat even a single step!"

This veteran, who had experienced countless bloody battles, now had bloodshot eyes and throbbing veins on his forehead.

"I don't care what kind of inducing agents are in the volcanic ash! All 120 heavily armored combined arms brigades have been refitted with cold-resistant armor!"

His rough fingers pointed to the outskirts of Siberia, then to the European region.

"The buffer zone occupies 50% of the strategic depth. If it shrinks according to the conventional plan, it will hand over the calibration space of the heavy artillery positions to the monsters!"

Zhang Xiao spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice filled with ruthless determination, as he scanned the entire room.

"The military suggested that we not only not retreat, but also launch a counterattack!"

All high-explosive missiles in stock were stored in warehouses, and a saturation sweep was carried out along the three main battle lines!

Even if the armor cracks from the extreme cold, we must keep these 250,000 Tier 3 beasts pinned down in the wild!

He stiffened his neck and suddenly pounded his chest.

"As long as the Great Xia's military production line stands, I'll bombard it with artillery shells and sacrifice lives to keep the defense line pinned down!"

Su Ran sat in the third seat on the left, her eyes slightly raised.

Zhang Xiao truly lives up to his reputation as the most principled and resolute advocate of war.

"No! Absolutely not!"

No sooner had Zhang Xiao finished speaking than Qian Liye, the head of the supplies department, slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his gaunt face filled with anxiety.

"General Zhang, this is outrageous!"

Do you know how much stockpiled ammunition is being burned every day on the front lines?

He waved a thick stack of reports in his hand, the pages rustling as he tossed them.

"I'm no expert in fighting, but I'm in charge of everyone's stomachs and guns."

Advisor Su previously emptied the strategic reserves of dozens of countries, including food and energy, so we have nothing to worry about for the next three years.

But the ammunition is being used up too quickly.