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

Lucas tugged at his collar and tucked half his face into his clothes.

"I have a childhood friend who was heavily in debt before the catastrophe. He was so poor that he couldn't even afford a hot dog."

His tone carried an undisguised sourness.

"As a result, he got lucky and became an Awakened One after a bloodbath."

He's doing very well with the Europa Mutual Aid Association now.

"Speak your mind, or spit it out."

Hans stopped and impatiently interrupted his rambling.

"What exactly are you trying to say? Stop wasting your breath, I need to save my energy to warm up."

"I contacted him a couple of days ago on a public communication frequency."

Lucas lowered his voice nervously.

"I heard him say that there is a volcanic eruption in the United States, and the volcanic ash that is spewing out is problematic."

The mutation rate of mutated beasts is now several times faster than before.

High-level mutated beasts have surged worldwide.

He swallowed hard, pointed to himself, and then to Martin.

"The Awakened Ones alone couldn't handle it, so they let our group in."

They give us guns and ammunition, then send us to mass-produce them, using them as expendable supplies to fill gaps!

The people around him fell silent as Martin pondered these words.

There's a problem with the volcanic ash.

The number of high-level mutated beasts has spiraled out of control.

The Xia dynasty is facing a shortage of troops.

These three points, when put together, explain why the Great Xia Dynasty allowed weapon exchange for foreign survivors.

That is undoubtedly a sensitive period for the Great Xia Dynasty.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this time will not be spared by the Great Xia.

Richard was courting death, and Martin didn't want to die with him.

He wants to make a name for himself at this Base 03 and obtain Chinese citizenship.

Seeing that the others had fallen silent, Lucas quickly emphasized again,

"This is all top secret. You absolutely mustn't tell anyone. If the Great Xia's supervisory team hears this, we'll all be shot!"

Each of them had their own thoughts, and they walked silently for a while longer, braving the wind and snow.

The commotion ahead grew louder and louder.

"Whoosh! Rumble!"

Martin looked up.

Three black dots appeared on the hazy horizon.

The roar of the engine grew louder as it approached, drowning out the howling of the wind and snow.

Three heavy transport planes broke through the clouds.

The escort was carried by two armed helicopters, with the red five-pointed star of the Great Xia Dynasty printed on their fuselages.

"Are you serious?"

Hans stood on tiptoe and looked inside.

"This is a force of at least a general."

The transport plane circled above the tarmac, its strong airflow whipping up the snow from the ground.

The first transport plane slowly landed.

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The hatch opened.

"Click! Click! Click!"

A group of Xia soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor ran out first and lined up on both sides.

These armors are completely different from the secondhand ones worn by Martin and his men.

The helmet is fully covered and fits snugly at the joints.

Miniature missiles were mounted on its shoulders, and the crystal core reactor on its back emitted a steady blue light.

A buzzing sound arose from the crowd.

Various languages ​​are mixed together.

Some speculated that he was an inspector from the Great Xia Dynasty, while others said he was a logistics official who came to supervise.

Two people got off the plane.

The person walking in front was a young man.

Wearing an ordinary military overcoat, he walked slowly, his eyes scanning the surrounding camp facilities.

Following behind the young man was a middle-aged man with a square face, carrying a silver metal box.

The head of Base 03, a lieutenant colonel from Daxia, quickly went to greet him.

"Whoosh!"

The lieutenant colonel abruptly brought his feet together and gave a perfectly standard military salute.

The young man returned the greeting, nodded, and said something.

Martin couldn't hear the sound because of the distance.

"Who is that person?"

Tom stood on tiptoe to look inside.

"Not wearing a military uniform, not wearing a rank insignia."

Hans squinted, his tone full of disbelief.

"He doesn't look like a military officer who can fight. He's probably someone from the Great Xia State Council."

"So young? What kind of background must he have?"

Tom stared blankly, and spoke with some surprise.

Martin also kept a close eye on the young man in the military overcoat.

Is he an awakened one?

Have awakened beings appeared in Great Xia?

Just then, someone from the nearby foreign legion exclaimed in astonishment, as if seeing a god.

"God Su! That's God Su!!"

"My God! It's Su Shen, the chief advisor of the Awakened Ones of Great Xia!"