Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　He quickly composed himself and decided to first give Bridget confidence and encouragement.

　“We will do everything we can to help you. But you must understand that the necromancers are currently very powerful, and the assistance we can provide may be limited.”

　His sincerity was touching; an uninformed person might mistake him for a native-born Australian citizen.

　"You must hold on! The day we completely defeat the necromancer, the Australian continent will be revitalized! Those necromancer's minions will also receive their due judgment!"

　"Ok!"

　Bridget nodded emphatically.

　He certainly hopes that the United Nations can defeat the necromancer and allow the once democratically elected government to stand on this land again.

　However, as things stand, that hope seems far too slim.

　Bridget's ability to lead a resistance organization through repeated crackdowns by local bureaucrats is undeniable.

　Given the attitude of the local officials, he completely disbelieved Eric's promises.

　If the United Nations were truly that reliable, they wouldn't be living under the rule of necromancers!

　But there was no other way; for the sake of the UN aid supplies, Bridget could only pretend to completely believe it.

　Bridget understood perfectly well why the United Nations wanted to help them.

　Don't be fooled by the fact that the war between the United Nations and necromancers has ended.

　However, the conflict between the two sides has never been resolved.

　However, this only brings benefits and no harm to the resistance organization he leads.

　After all, they wouldn't have been able to hold on this long without the support of the United Nations.

　"Let's not talk about such discouraging things, Mr. Bridget."

　Eric smiled and interrupted his thoughts, leading him toward the cargo box of the truck.

　"This time, I've prepared a lot of good things for you."

　He instructed his soldiers to open the boxes, and one after another, boxes of Honkai energy-enhanced assault rifles were instantly displayed before Bridget's eyes.

　“Mr. Bridget, look, here are two hundred Type 07 assault rifles and one hundred thousand rounds of ammunition.”

　Eric proudly explained, then opened another crate.

　"In addition, there are twenty general-purpose machine guns and thirty rocket launchers, which we managed to transport with great difficulty!"

　"What a good thing!"

　Bridget strode quickly to the crate, stroking the cold barrel of the general-purpose machine gun, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

　He had used this machine gun in the regular army on the Australian continent, when he was in uniform and shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending his country.

　However, with a single order from the necromancer, the army on the Australian continent was disbanded, and he was forced to leave the military camp.

　At this moment, as he picked up the familiar general-purpose machine gun again, Bridget skillfully operated each part, as if he had rediscovered those passionate years.

　He knew that these weapons would greatly enhance the resistance's fighting capacity, giving them a greater chance of victory in their battles against small groups of undead troops commanded by local bureaucrats.

　“Mr. Bridget, as long as we maintain a pleasant working relationship, more and better weapons will continue to be delivered in the future.”

　Bridget laughed heartily and responded.

　"That's wonderful! Thank you for your support. If one day we succeed in driving out the necromancer, you will be our best friends!"

　That's what he said, but he knew in his heart that banishing the necromancer was an almost impossible task.

　"Mr. Bridget, let's get these things moved quickly! We can't stay here too long, or there will be problems!"

　"it is good!"

Chapter 227 Ambush in the Rainy Night

　Now that she had received aid from the United Nations, Bridget naturally had to take some action.

　He understood very well that if he couldn't achieve something, he would be in trouble.

　So, Barry's questioning, which was responsible for liaising between them and the United Nations, was minor; its impact on future UN support for the resistance was significant.

　Without the support of the United Nations, how can they fight against the minions of the necromancer?

　Putting aside everything else, the next batch of weapons, ammunition, and supplies is indispensable for the survival and combat of the resistance organization.

　However, as a leader who has managed to lead a resistance organization to this day, Bridget also understands that actions cannot be based on mere enthusiasm; they must be carefully planned.

　Therefore, he invited Barry to discuss and formulate the next course of action.

　Although this would mean their action plans would be exposed to the United Nations, Bridget believed that this concern was insignificant compared to the support Barry could provide.

　Barry did not disappoint Bridget; he quickly demonstrated his unique value after being invited to work with him on the action plan.

　Using state-of-the-art individual communication equipment, Barry provided crucial intelligence to his rear after making contact with them.

　A convoy will be passing through their area in the coming week.

　According to reliable intelligence, the convoy was carrying the taxes that the Zareton region would have to pay to necromancers this year.

　Bridget keenly sensed that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

　If they can successfully destroy this convoy and sabotage the supplies it is carrying, it will be a major blow to the necromancers.

　More importantly, such a victory would greatly boost the morale of resistance organizations in various regions, bringing new hope and strength to the liberation of the Australian continent.

　With this in mind, Bridget and Barry exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of interest in each other's eyes.

　This time, Lady Luck was on Bridget's side.

　As his troops silently completed the ambush under the cover of night, a light drizzle began to fall.

　Moreover, judging from the intensity of the rain, it seems to be getting heavier.

　Although the rain caused considerable inconvenience to the soldiers who were already soaked, it made him

　Their clothes were soaked and their vision was blurred, but Bridget keenly perceived the strategic advantage that the rain brought them.

　Having a military background, he knew that rain would not only reduce visibility, limiting the convoy's field of vision, but also make the roads slippery, greatly slowing down the convoy's speed and weakening its combat effectiveness.

　Of course, this advantage was mainly due to the fact that the transport convoy was escorted by a private army maintained by local officials.

　If it were a real undead army, this rain would no longer be an advantage for them, but a disadvantage.

　The vision of the undead is completely different from that of normal humans.

　Dense rain can obscure human vision, but it cannot block the unique sensory abilities of undead soldiers.

　However, for Bridget at this moment, these thoughts were just a brief interlude.

　He quickly banished these distracting thoughts and focused intently on the road ahead, waiting for the convoy to appear.

　Despite relying on intelligence support from military satellites in planetary geosynchronous orbit, Bridget's forces had already set up ambush positions along the convoy's likely route.

　However, as long as the convoy has not entered the ambush zone, anything can still happen.

　As time went by, the night grew deeper, but the rain showed no signs of abating; instead, it intensified.

　The rain pattered against the ground, creating a stark contrast to the surrounding tranquil night.

　Bridget's heart began to race, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white.

　His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, as if trying to see through the entire night, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the convoy.

　Suddenly, a deep rumble broke the silence of the night.

　That was the roar of a heavy-duty tractor engine.

　Bridget's eyes widened immediately; he saw it—in the distance, car lights flickered in the rain.

　Their target—one of the transport convoys in the Zareton area—has finally appeared!

　Taking a deep breath to calm his excitement, Bridget relayed orders to his troops via radio.

　"Ready to fight!"

　With the order given, the entire ambush site immediately entered the final preparation stage before the battle.

　His resistance fighters adjusted their weapons and equipment in the fastest and quietest way, checking every round of ammunition to ensure everything was ready.

　Their eyes shone with unwavering determination, and they held only one belief in their hearts—for freedom, for the resistance movement, they would stop at nothing to destroy this convoy!

　This convoy, traveling from south to north, consisted of 32 vehicles, a mix of military and civilian vehicles.

　From a distance, it looks like a giant steel dragon weaving through the rain.

　Seven military trucks were interspersed among 22 civilian tractor-trailers to facilitate the rapid deployment of vehicle-mounted troops in emergency situations.

　The remaining three vehicles are pure High Mobility Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicles (HMMWV).

　With their outstanding multi-platform capabilities and lightweight, high-performance characteristics, they have won widespread acclaim worldwide since their debut.

　At this moment, the electric gun turrets on the three Humvees were constantly spinning, emitting a cold light.

　The resistance fighters who witnessed all this felt a chill run down their spines, but they also knew that this was a test they had to overcome.

　Getting back to the main point, the order to fire was given the moment the last vehicle in the convoy entered the ambush zone.

　The next moment, a bullet from a Honkai-enhanced anti-material sniper rifle pierced the driver's side window of the lead vehicle in the convoy—a Hummer.

　This was not just a simple penetration; the terrifying kinetic energy carried by the bullet tore the driver to pieces and also dragged the other private soldiers inside the vehicle into a bloody shower.

　After losing control of the driver, the Hummer, propelled by inertia and subjected to low friction from the slippery road, overturned and blocked the vehicles behind, forcing the entire convoy to a stop.

　At the same time, the resistance fighters removed the camouflage cloths covering their bodies, revealing the weapons they had prepared.

　They targeted the other vehicles in the convoy, unleashing their firepower without mercy.

　However, the private soldiers kept by the powerful figures in the Zareton region were no pushovers either.

　Amidst the piercing alarm, they reacted swiftly, simultaneously activating two electric gun turrets and unleashing a fierce barrage of fire at the enemy from all directions.

　These private soldiers were well aware of how important the goods they were transporting were.

　If they lost these supplies, they believed that the powerful and wealthy would skin them alive.

　Therefore, even when ambushed, the private soldiers' fighting spirit remained strong enough.

　For a time, explosions, gunshots, and shouts rose and fell on the battlefield, weaving together a breathtaking symphony.

　The firelight flickered in the rainy night, illuminating the entire chaotic battlefield.

Chapter 228 The Reactions of the Zareton Elites

　Two hours later.

　When the vengeful spirits, rushing to the rescue, arrived at the battlefield under the increasingly heavy rain and darkness, the force composed of 32 mixed military and civilian vehicles...

　The transport convoy had been reduced to burning scrap metal.

　Judging from the flames that could not be extinguished even by the torrential rain, the goods loaded in the convoy were beyond saving.

　Upon receiving the reports from the vengeful spirits, the officer on duty immediately informed the powerful figures in the Zareton region of this unfortunate news.

　At the same time, using the lowest-level undead legion command authority granted by the necromancer, he ordered the vengeful spirits to search for the attackers.

　Unfortunately, after searching, they found nothing.

　This wasn't the first time Bridget and Barry had dealt with the undead army.

　They were very clear about the existence and characteristics of the Wraith, a type of undead unit.

　To avoid being caught by these flying undead, Bridget's troops hastily withdrew without even having time to clean up the battlefield.

　It was this caution that allowed Bridget's resistance to survive time and again the encirclement and suppression operations organized by Western Australian bureaucrats.

　This time, too.

　If Bridget's troops lingered any longer to covet the supplies in the transport convoy, they would surely be caught by the vengeful spirits rushing to their aid.

　When that time comes, they will be met with a massacre.

　Weapons enhanced with Honkai energy can indeed damage, and even kill, vengeful spirits.

　But in the rainy night, facing the vengeful spirits' flight speed comparable to that of an armed helicopter, their ability to ignore obstacles, and their unique undead perspective, ordinary human forces simply could not withstand their fierce offensive.

　Zareton, Western Australia.

　"What's the specific situation?"