Ch 88: TGCIR

Li Weilan had long arranged the formation.

At the forefront were the base guards in mech suits and the power-type ability users in armor. These two groups were the core melee fighters of the base, equipped with the most advanced weapons and gear.

Behind them were rows of earth-type and plant-type ability users, responsible for reinforcing them with earth shields and slowing down the zombies with thrown plants.

After the zombies got closer, there were wind-type and fire-type ability users in the rear responsible for long-range fireball attacks and using wind abilities to extend the range of their skills. In areas where the fire-type coverage couldn’t reach, there were some ordinary people with weak combat abilities and no mech suits, holding spray guns to fill in the gaps in the formation.

This lineup ensured that when the zombies broke through the multiple barriers and rushed to the melee fighters, their originally full health bars had been weakened to below half. With the melee fighters delivering fatal blows to their necks or heads, the zombies’ combat effectiveness would be completely destroyed.

Finally, the first zombie, its eyes bulging, crawled in through the broken hole, followed by several clearly higher-level zombies behind it.

The first fireball smashed onto the head of the zombie, causing its decayed bone frame to sway and collapse. But before anyone could cheer, the zombie behind it swiftly raised the iron piece in its hand. Its joints made “clang clang” sounds as it ran, charging forward in a fearless, irrational frenzy.

Then came the second one. With the zombies’ lack of brains, they didn’t even show a hint of sadness for their companion’s death. The next one even stepped on its comrade’s spine as it lunged forward.

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“Earth shield, prepare to deploy!” The ability user with visual enhancement in the rear commanded methodically. His voice was steady, but the clearer the view, the more fearful he felt seeing the multitude of zombies descending from above, stretching beyond sight.

How many people used to live in this area nearby?

Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?

The base had made it crystal clear in their meetings with everyone that there might be leaders or commanders within the zombie horde now. The range of its psychic power coverage was equivalent to the total number of zombies currently attacking the base.

Before the major battle, some even made bets based on this coverage range. Some bet ten thousand, hoping it was the upper limit. But no one dared to claim that this number might be ten times their estimate.

This meant that, for the people in the base, they were facing odds of at least one against several hundred.

Could they handle it?

Only a fraction of the people had this question lingering in their minds.

In the rear, Li Weilan remained extremely focused, observing the battle ahead with intense concentration.

The reason he didn’t personally join the fray was simple: the battle had not yet reached its most intense stage.

When they discovered the small zombie that could possibly be a mutant with psychic abilities, capable of charming, Li Weilan had discussed with others what kind of attack strategy the zombies might adopt.

Although he and Fu Yanzhou used different methods of deduction, they arrived at the same conclusion: if that zombie truly possessed some command intelligence, even if the first few waves were aggressive, it would only be a probing attack. The base couldn’t afford to reveal all its cards right from the start.

Although they didn’t know how Tenglong Base fell, as a large base with over ten thousand people, they had far more ability users than Noah Base does now. Therefore, the zombies must have employed an attack method that nobody had seen before and couldn’t defend against.

No one knew what this attack method was, nor from which zombie it would originate.

“Any movement?” This was already the nth time he had asked Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng’s response remained unchanged: “None.”

The red-blooded monsters seemed like an endless sea, waves upon waves being crushed before the defense line.

But Shen Cheng could imagine how fragile the psychological defense line of the base defense personnel must be.

What she saw were walls of fire repeatedly roaring up, constantly falling skeletal frames in motion, and charred bodies struggling to stand, only to finally collapse with a resentful “crack” sound, leaving behind a humanoid charred imprint on the ground.

On her phone, Shen Cheng could also see casualties among the melee fighters.

The squishy survivors in the distance were firmly protected by the iron cans of the melee fighters behind them.

However, what was terrifying was that this was not a battle of equal military strength. The zombie horde seemed endless, while the survivors, whether in terms of physical strength, reaction time, fuel in their sprayers, power sources in their mechs, or ammunition for their firearms, were all limited.

When hundreds of zombies fell, the next batch that rushed forward showed no fear at all. They leaped over the bodies of their fallen comrades, even dodging and weaving among the charred skeletal frames as if they were natural fortresses.

Plants tangled on the ground. One zombie tripped over them, and the next one stepped directly on its corpse.

As a result, there were always fully healthy fish slipping through the net, rushing straight towards the human camp, engaging in direct combat with the melee fighters.

Li Weilan even saw a few zombies that seemed to possess abilities, agilely darting into the melee pile like ghosts.

This happened to be the moment when the rear ranged ability users needed to switch defense.

Their abilities had already been expended, and they needed to rotate another group to continue defending.

The rear command ordered the melee fighters to retreat to a second defensive line. However, one of the mech warriors was perhaps too eager and lagged behind in the retreat.

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

It was the sound of an iron piece in the hand of one of the zombies scraping against the hard surface of the metal armor of a mech.

Shen Cheng checked the damage and couldn’t help but exhale a breath of relief. There was hardly any bloodshed, and the scratch only registered as a 1, indicating minimal damage to the mech.

She hadn’t even fully relaxed when Li Weilan exclaimed, “Not good.”

Why not good?

Before Shen Cheng could voice her question, she already saw why.

After the “1” came another “1”, and in the blink of an eye, the person was directly overwhelmed by countless zombies swarming over him. They used both their hands and mouths, firmly grasping his thighs with their hands while biting ferociously at the metal surface, relentlessly picking at the seams with their hands. The sound of clanging and clattering was incessant, and the man was almost instantly submerged in the tide of zombies.

The green bar above his head gradually became shorter and shorter.

Soon, he disappeared into the horde of zombies.

Such scenes occurred at several breaches.

Dozens of survivors were dragged down by the zombies alive. Although the ability users killed tens or even hundreds of times more zombies, the initially high morale unquestionably waned slightly.

But the zombies were different.

They didn’t experience fear, didn’t feel scared, worried, or saddened. Without the burden of morale, their minds were singularly focused on the fresh meat inside those tin cans.

The desire for fresh meat filled their empty brains. The nauseating smell of protein burning on scorched earth blew into the base like poison, making the humans feel sick, but it had no effect on the zombies.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of the frontline.

Li Weilan’s pupils also shrank.

Shen Cheng could clearly see in front of her screen that the group of people being pushed from behind by the zombies were the ones who had been forced to dig the soil earlier. They were desperately shouting, “Don’t kill me,” “I’m innocent,” “I have elderly and children waiting for me,” and some even saw familiar faces from the base, crying out, “Uncle.”

Behind them, walking expressionlessly, emerged those companions who had just been dragged down by zombies, wearing their mech suits.

Their mech helmets were torn off.

Revealing youthful faces.

Behind the team of ability users, a child cried out sharply, followed by the sound of something falling. The boy cried out sharply, “Daddy, Daddy,” his voice piercing and sharp, causing even the frontline fighters to feel weak.

Not to mention them, even the long-range ability users in the rear, upon hearing the child’s cry and realizing that just a few minutes ago they were still their comrades, felt a wave of pain in their hearts, and their skills lost their accuracy.

Shen Cheng saw this scene very clearly.

She also noticed that the morale had suddenly dropped a notch in just a few minutes, from “fatigue” to “dejection.” Almost everyone present was affected by this wave of manipulation. The only ones who were unaffected were the few backbone members of the base who had always had strong mental fortitude.

But upon closer inspection, Shen Cheng realized something was amiss. She could hear the cries of children and calls for “Daddy” on the battlefield just now, but upon closer examination, where were the children?

Even the bravest adults wouldn’t bring a crying child onto the battlefield.

From the slightly sparse rear of the zombies, Shen Cheng saw something resembling the ripple-like skill circles that Chen Feng and the others encountered at the time. Perhaps the cries of the children were also part of this zombie hallucination-type skill.

She called out to Li Weilan twice, hurriedly explaining the situation to him.

Li Weilan asked Shen Cheng in a low voice, “Can you see where that special zombie is?”

Shen Cheng was also searching.

“Found it.” She clicked through the queue behind the zombies one by one, finally seeing her target. It was the same zombie that had previously lured Chen Feng and the others. Now, only its head remained, attached to the head of a huge, Frankenstein-like zombie. However, it was this head that was emitting signals madly outward, and the zombies receiving its signals appeared to be unusually organized, from their weapons to their teamwork. Perhaps this Frankenstein-like creature was the brain of this batch of zombies.

But if this zombie hadn’t used the charming skill just now and was mixed in with the zombie horde, Shen Cheng dared say she wouldn’t be able to find this ghostly thing at all.

Li Weilan had already arranged the team long ago. He calculated clearly, knowing that Shen Cheng’s vision was available and the majority of the forces here were attracting the attention of the zombie horde. He only needed to lead a small team of elites to find the enemy’s heart and take it out.

However, just as he put on his armor, a task popped up directly on Shen Cheng’s phone.

“The main character has chosen the strategy of catching the leader first. Please select the team you want to personally lead:
a. Defense team
b. Strike team
Please note that the main character will automatically choose the other team.”

Shen Cheng was almost blown away when she saw this task.

Her in-game body was a projection that could basically be used by spending money. Although it might be troublesome and difficult to repair if it got damaged, it was still a living being!

Catching the leader first sounded simple in strategy, right? Just go gamble with your life in the zombie horde. If you come back alive, the difficulty is easily resolved. If you don’t, it’s game over. If the game didn’t prompt her to choose a team, which team would the little one choose?

There was no need to even ask this question.

Bad cub! She’ll argue with him when she gets back!

Could it be that her cub has reached adolescence and can’t distinguish between whether his own life is more important or her in-game avatar, which only cost a few bucks?

Shen Cheng quickly selected option B. On the screen, Li Weilan stiffened for a moment, then suddenly felt his vision blur, as if he had been struck on the head, and collapsed to the ground.

He fell in front of the team ready for the attack.

Shen Cheng firmly supported Li Weilan’s body. In front of everyone, she let out a roar and transformed into a huge bear. She said to Fu Yanzhou, ‘When he wakes up, you hold him back for me. Just tell him I have plenty of time to settle the score with him.’

Fu Yanzhou nodded blankly.

The next second, the bear was gone.

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Thingyan: Yo ho, heroine saves the beauty plot huh hehehe