The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

After sending a squad into the reservoir area for reconnaissance, Lu Chong was not idle outside. He picked up a branch, squatted beside the Mengshi 3 armored command vehicle, and casually drew a map of the reservoir area on the ground, deducing the offensive tactics later, and even called Zhao Lei and Zhao Jie to his side.

He was called Zhao Lei because he was the chief of staff of the internal security department. He was familiar with the terrain of the reservoir area and could provide very helpful suggestions. The impact of the terrain was considerable both at the tactical and strategic levels.

As for Zhao Jie, it was purely because Lu Chong liked his attitude, the eager look in his eyes when he was waiting for a mission, the eagerness to fight, and the joy of hearing about war!

Almost no one would dislike a positive and motivated person. Although Lu Chong has a wild temper, that is only towards outsiders!

His life motto is to treat the enemy with all the force and to do whatever it takes to win!

Lu Chong is very happy to promote people like Zhao Jie who are positive and eager to make progress. Militiamen are also soldiers, and letting them get in touch with command will be very helpful in the future.

Of course, Zhao Jie could also understand the goodwill expressed by Lu Chong. He squatted aside with gratitude, learning eagerly, wishing he could crush and swallow all the tactical exchanges between Lu Chong and Zhao Lei.

As a student who was transferred to become a militia captain, Zhao Jie was very clear that his biggest weakness was in the military field. Apart from some management skills, he knew almost nothing about military command.

What made Zhao Jie anxious during this period, apart from the future positioning of the militia team, was the anxiety about his own lack of capabilities.

"Can I be competent if the militia is organized into a battle sequence?"

This is the question he asks himself the most in his heart, but he just can't find a solution.

The science of military command is very difficult to get started without a reliable guide, and the most you can learn from the outside is some superficial knowledge.

With these furs, Zhao Jie really didn't have the confidence to practice. It's not like playing a game. If someone dies, spend some resources to recruit another one...

They are all my classmates and colleagues...

Zizzi~

"Company commander! Company commander!"

Hearing Wang Yuan's voice coming from the intercom, Lu Chong threw the stick in his hand aside and pressed the call button:

"Got it, tell me!"

"Report to the company commander, my squad............."

"What?"

After listening to Wang Yuan's report, Lu Chong's voice suddenly increased, and then he stood up.

"Stay alert and wait for the next order!"

My feeling was right. This ammunition depot was really weird. The six accommodation rooms were all filled with naked human survivors.

Combining all the information he had received since joining the teaching team, Lu Chong quickly deduced the development trajectory of the teaching team after the end of the world.

After the apocalypse broke out, the soldiers stationed at the ammunition depot must have controlled the situation in the depot area and sheltered and protected ordinary residents around the ammunition depot. This also explains why many zombies in the teaching team were wearing ordinary people's clothes when they arrived.

But how did they become what they are now?

Densely packed maggots burst out of the body, half of them breathing outside, and the other half living inside the body, layer upon layer...

The key is that these infected people still have vital signs...

hiss~

When Lu Chong thought of this scene, he couldn't help but get goosebumps...

The reason why they were parasitized is still unclear, so we can only take all possible precautions in advance.

"Full body biochemical protection for the entire company!"

"Platoon leader, come over for a meeting!"

As Lu Chong's order was transmitted to the entire company through the walkie-talkie, the soldiers of the entire infantry company quickly put on gas masks and chemical protective suits.

The four platoon leaders who received the assembly order then set up their border defenses and ran towards Lu Chong.

If you come too late, the company commander will really kick you!

Lu Chong saw several platoon leaders putting on chemical protective suits while running. Although he didn't say anything, he was actually very satisfied in his heart.

My troops have to fight like this, with great haste and vigour!

Communicator Liang Anquan skillfully took out the backpack that Lu Chong had left in the car, took out the chemical defense equipment and handed it to Lu Chong.

Lu Chong took the protective suit and put it on himself while arranging the tactics.

"Look at the map on the ground. I have marked the points for you. There are four watchtowers in the reservoir area: 1, 2, 3, and 4. The center point is used to divide the four areas!"

"Each of your platoons is responsible for the corresponding numbered sentry towers and the corresponding areas. After entering the storage area, there is only one task: clear the alert!"

"We must ensure the smooth progress of the ammunition transportation work!"

"Is it clear?"

"Clear" X4

"action!"

"Yes!"

really!

The four platoon leaders secretly thanked their luck that they had figured out Lu Chong's temper, otherwise they would have been foolish enough to come to the meeting and give the "action" order. If the company commander saw that they were not wearing chemical protective suits, they would probably be kicked twice.

After kicking the company commander, he still cursed:

"Fuck you, where were you just now?"

Say you don’t have time?

Two more kicks!

The army is like this, with only goals but no process. You can say it is anti-human, but war itself is against human nature. How can you win the war if it is not anti-human?

Training and preparing for war, all for the sake of winning..

"One row!"

"Second row!"

.....

As shouts rang out, the soldiers of the first infantry company began wearing black rubber gas masks, jungle camouflage chemical protective suits, and even their hands, which were holding various firearms, were covered with chemical protective gloves.

With a leading row as the tip of the knife, the entire company spread out in tactical formation, flowing silently towards the ammunition depot area like a dark green stream.

After entering the storage area, the platoon leaders of the first and second platoons made an attack gesture towards the watchtowers, and an elite infantry squad was immediately separated from the platoon and climbed towards the No. 1 and No. 2 watchtowers.

There was no gunfire, and the watchtower was empty.

After the elite infantry squad successfully captured the two commanding heights on the south side of the storage area, the two snipers in their respective squads quickly set up sniper positions. The relatively small-powerful 7.62mm precision sniper rifle was aimed at the interior of the storage area, while the more powerful Type 10 12.7mm anti-material sniper rifle was set up outside the ammunition depot.

The third and fourth platoon leaders led the soldiers in the platoon to continue jogging towards the interior of the reservoir area, crossing the central open space of about 100 meters in the reservoir area, and then split up after reaching the deepest part of the reservoir area.

The two platoons did the same as the first and second platoons. They first sent out a squad to take control of the watchtower, and the remaining soldiers dispersed on the spot to clean up the areas they were responsible for. The cleanup targets included open warehouses, bushes, nooks and crannies, etc., searching for and killing targets that might pose a threat.

Bang~Bang~

After a few sporadic and dull gunshots, the first infantry company completely controlled the entire ammunition depot. In this storage area the size of a standard football, almost every place was guarded by armed soldiers in full chemical protection.

Bubu~

"Control of Area One is complete!"

"Control of Area 2 is complete!"

"Control of area number four is complete!"

"Control of area number three is complete!"

Hearing the fourth platoon reporting before him on the intercom, the third platoon leader secretly complained in his heart.

good good!

Not in order, right?

You, the fuck, want to make progress?

"Got it, stay alert!"