Zombies don't need to rest

Although he didn't quite understand why there was such a strange process, Lu Renjia obediently quickly adjusted his two guns to the side of his body, put on his back the bag containing the clips and bullets, and lined up with the other eleven people. In two rows, they stood quietly in the cabin and looked at the officers.

The officer nodded to the soldiers who entered.

Six heavy battle armors lined up and opened their modified cockpits at the same time.

Every two people enter a heavy battle armor.

Because Lu Renjia stood at the back of the team, he and the officer climbed into the cockpit of the leader of the heavy combat armor squad.

Although there are special renovations, the space here is also very cramped.

Especially the big bags of himself and the officer took up a lot of space, so Lu Renjia had to squat shoulder to shoulder with the officer in the corner, watching the squad leader skillfully manipulate the battle armor to float, and quickly approached the land of Africa.

In the narrow space, Lu Renjia carefully looked at the officer next to him.

He is very thin and dark, about 1.7 meters [-] tall, with a crew cut.

Before he set off, he introduced himself as a squadron leader of the Kunlun Army Logistics Transport Brigade.

Lu Renjia guessed silently in his heart.

He is about 50 years old, right?

Anyway, I don't know.

After seven months in Kunlun, the only people Lu Renjia knew were the instructors of the training troops.

Other than that, he had no contact with official members of the Kunlun Legion.

While he was looking at the other party curiously, the officer also turned his head to look at him.

He didn't speak, just looked at Lu Renjia calmly and nodded.

After also nodding in response, Lu Renjia withdrew his gaze.

Do you have any special hobbies? It's not appropriate to always stare at a man.

Fortunately, not long after, there was a slight vibration under my feet, and then I saw the front cockpit protective cover open, and the captain's voice sounded: "We have reached the landing point."

After the officer nodded, he picked up his big bag and left the cockpit first, followed by Lu Renjia.

The African lands are no different than the Pan-Asian Federation.

The ubiquitous radiant energy after the doomsday turned this place into a black and yellow barren soil.

The boxes that had been in the hold were now stacked in a makeshift warehouse.

It is said to be a temporary construction, but in fact it also uses the latest construction technology and materials from the Federation.

The seemingly simple warehouse is just a simple structure, and the actual protective effect is enough to be used on the battlefield.

An officer was also standing at the door of the warehouse.

Lu Renjia obediently stood in place with his bag on his back. After several other heavy combat armors arrived, he stood with his younger brother and other team members.

"This is Africa."

Lu Renjia heard his younger brother's emotion.

Instead of looking at the officer who was going through the handover procedures, he quickly looked around.

This landing point is specially used to stack the preliminary supplies.

At the same time, large forces have already logged in at several other points ahead.

So although it has just arrived in Africa, it is actually already behind the battlefield.

A Federation plane flew over the sky, and Lu Renjia stood still holding his high-power laser rifle, watching the scorched soil around him vigilantly, for fear that a zombie would come out of nowhere to launch an attack.

About 10 minutes later, Lu Renjia saw his boss turn around, and a hidden tent suddenly opened in the corner on the other side, and another combat armored team came out from it.

They quickly counted the supplies, and whenever they opened a new box, they would call the person who signed it.

Hearing the other party calling his name, Lu Renjia ran over quickly.

Watching a soldier in combat armor open the box containing the missiles, and after confirming that the quantity and model were correct, the other party raised his head calmly: "Lu Renjia, no problem."

It felt a bit like participating in a political censorship.

Lu Renjia calmly watched the other party sign on the list of supplies, then handed the folder to himself, and pointed to the box: "You look after yourself, sign and hand over after making sure that there is no problem, and if there is any problem later, you can find it in time people."

Lu Renjia took a deep breath and stepped forward to confirm the quantity and model of the supplies, before writing down his name on the paper.

After 10 to [-] minutes, the material inventory and handover work was completed.

Lu Renjia looked at the officer in charge of directing himself and the others, while the other party asked them to stay where they were, and ran to a nearby tent that was concealed by a shield.

After a while, I took out a new file bag.

The team that picked them up sent them back to the transport ship, and a dozen people stood on the deck watching their backs as they left.

Lu Renyi asked suspiciously: "Is this the end?"

He did not speak very loudly, but he happened to be heard by the officer.

The black and thin officer turned around and looked at the eleven people and said, "Rest here, the follow-up material transportation will be handed over to this ship, and then we will hand it over to our own logistics brigade. As for when the second batch of materials will arrive, awaiting notice."

After speaking, he left the deck and went back to the cabin to rest.

Lu Renjia saw that he had been protecting the file bag in his arms throughout the whole process.

After the officer left, the remaining eleven people looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

In the end, a soldier was the first to speak: "The brothers also passed the screening test, but the combat armor was confiscated to be responsible for logistics transportation?"

The two brothers frowned slightly.

What do you mean, these people met before?

Fortunately, what the person next to them said dispelled the doubts of the two brothers: "No, I was originally from the logistics brigade. I participated in a selection assessment and my grades were the best. I thought I would have the opportunity to go to the front line, but I came here to sit. Boat."

On the other side, a slightly fatter person said, "I'm a cook in the combat brigade, and I came here after passing the assessment."

After a group of people introduced themselves, the two brothers were surprised to find that these people were all from different units in Kunlun, and they had never met before.

Even apart from the large-scale actual combat exercises organized by the whole army, they didn't even have the chance to fight side by side.

Since everyone didn't know each other, Lu Renjia took a deep breath and said, "The two of us are from the foreign training squadron of the training brigade."

The person who spoke first raised his eyebrows and asked, "Recruit?"

Lu Renjia nodded: "Seven months."

As soon as the words came out, the others frowned.

This team, which was already very confusing, became even more confusing after Lu Renjia revealed the identities of the two brothers.

Armor maintenance personnel, cooks, warehouse managers, logistics transport soldiers, clerks, and training brigades stationed abroad to train recruits. . .

The cooking soldier suddenly said with a smile: "It won't be because

Because our usual performance is too bad, the people above don't want us to be cannon fodder, so they collected the combat armor and let us come on board, right? "

An older soldier immediately replied with a smile: "It feels like this."

Eleven people looked at each other not knowing what to say.

The voice above the sky became louder and louder.

At this moment, everyone heard the roar from a distance.

Standing on the deck looking at the end of the line of sight.

The cooking soldier said calmly: "It's fighting, those zombies are preventing us from logging in."

A loud sound came from behind. It was the Penglai Army Corps firing to cover the landing troops.

Missiles, lasers, electromagnetics.

The turbulent energy fluctuations turned the entire sea into a stormy sea.

Above the sky, the missiles and lasers launched by the plane even changed the color of the sky.

The Lu Renjia brothers stood there blankly looking at the "scenery".

The voices of several other veterans came from behind: "With such a firepower coverage, can anything really survive?"

Lu Renjia turned his head, and saw in their eyes the shock and inconceivability that were hidden deeper just like his own.

In the Wufeng Tavern in the ninth district, Jiang Yang sat on a chair and watched the picture on the big screen.

Hearing the comments of the zombies around him, he smiled and signaled to the person in charge of the network technology group to print out the screen shot.

Take your notebook out of your pocket.

Jiang Yang pasted the picture of the sky and ocean completely covered by weapons on a new page.

Write below:

[In 216 of the Cataclysmic Era, the strongest firepower coverage launched by human beings since its birth occurred on the land in southern Africa. The purpose was to cover the landing of the most powerful ground heavy armored force in human history. The energy fluctuations caused can even span the entire earth, and be noticed by all zombies with energy perception ability. 】

Then he smiled and wrote below:

[However, at the same time that the fire coverage was happening, some people were trying to resell military supplies to make money, some were trying to arrange their children into the army to gain military merit, and some were trying to make their children in the army better.In more than a hundred years of preparations for the war, everyone believed that this would be a smooth, one-sided, show of force, and a great victory. 】

[It was a great victory for the Pan-Asian Federation to use a wonderful "performance" to completely lay the foundation for the stability of the earth before it was about to enter space. 】

Looking at the blank space under the paper, Jiang Yang calmly put away his notebook.

Turning around and looking at Wu Dong who was drinking coffee on the other side of the counter, Jiang Yang said with a smile, "It's time to start."

Wu Dong nodded seriously, then turned on the computer he brought, and sent the document he had polished for three days to Gu Muyang.

"Human Space Development Corporation Member Organization - Ninth District, Application for Commercial Wireless Network Satellite Launch"

Base City No. [-].

Gu Muyang, who was watching the battle situation on the front line, was stunned for a moment when he heard the notification tone, and then he got up and turned on his computer.

When he saw the rigorous and concise application, he said with a smile, "I never thought Mr. Jiang would have such a skilled clerk."

Without thinking too much, he directly agreed to the application, and then continued to set his sights on the front lines in Africa.

After all, the Space Development Corporation has just been established, and everything is still in its infancy.

He believed that since the ninth district had joined the head office, it was just curious at most, and planned to launch a network satellite as the first step.

But what he didn't expect was.

Just after receiving the news that he agreed to apply, all the big screens in the Windless Tavern split into two.

One side shows the front-line footage taken by the satellite, showing the Kunlun Legion's login scene.

The other half shows a huge rocket launcher and the [Miracle One] carrier rocket that is standing in place and undergoing final inspection, carrying 643 satellites.

Jiang Yang looked at Dong Quanyun who was already on the temporary podium and asked, "Who chose this name?"

Dong Quanyun stroked his chin and replied: "The rocket team voted for it, implying that it will work hard to achieve miracles, so our high-load transport rocket is named Miracle. It is now the first ship, and the load should continue to be increased in the future."

Jiang Yang saw Li Bing rolling his eyes not far away, obviously not very satisfied with the meaning of the name.

But to be honest, the name Miracle is still good.

Turning his head to look at Wu Dong, Jiang Yang smiled and said, "This is the name, but you can think of another explanation for what it means."

Wu Dong nodded solemnly and said: "Miracle refers to something extremely difficult and unusual. I think it is very appropriate to use it on our launch vehicle. First, such a name demonstrates the current status of the Federation and mankind. Under the technological environment and the background of the times, the emergence of super-heavy launch vehicles is a miracle for the development of space technology and space exploration, and second..."

Jiang Yang calmly stood up and walked behind Dong Quanyun, ignoring Wu Dong.

And he didn't care about Jiang Yang leaving, looking at Zhong Lanyin who wanted to run inside the counter but couldn't because the counter blocked him and continued talking.

Pretending not to see Zhong Lanyin's eyes begging for help, Jiang Yang pretended to be busy at work and casually pointed at Dong Quanyun's screen.

Half an hour later, Wu Dong was still talking.

Zhong Lanyin at the counter seemed to be a sapling caught in a strong wind, leaning back against the wine cabinet as hard as she could, enduring the bombardment of Wu Dong's words.

And on the distant land of Africa, the Kunlun Legion has already completed the landing.

Even under the cover of firepower, supply points and command posts have been set up.

The fire coverage that lasted for half an hour calmed down the zombies in the three large gathering places.

They can't help but be calm.

Except for the 23 Class A zombies who led the team and escaped back, all the zombies sent to prevent the troops from logging in in the early stage were wiped out.

But fortunately, since there are tens of millions of people in the three gathering places, the bombing did not extend forward. Instead, between the landing point and the three large gathering places, a piece of land that is most conducive to heavy combat armor was abruptly plowed out. Group combat, plain.