"As requested by the command center, all units take off and head to the northwest and southwest to provide support!"

"Now, I command you to eliminate those formidable zombies, protect the seeds of humanity, and absolutely not allow the zombies to wipe out the entire human army."

After Wei Lun finished speaking, the entire guard sprang into action. They knew very well that this was the most critical moment on the front line, and as pilots, they were absolutely safe to go!

One hundred fighter jets took off; the scene was spectacular, with roars echoing across the sky.

At that moment, everyone from the Guardian Group looked up at the sky.

This is unprecedented. The Guardian Group mobilized its entire air force at once, leaving not a single one remaining, completely disregarding the safety of the Guardian Group.

Furthermore, all helicopters were also deployed, although helicopters have shorter ranges, so they were only used for emergency backup.

Wow, there are so many airplanes in the sky.

"Our guards have finally been mobilized! Humanity is saved!"

"That's fantastic! All the fighter jets have been deployed; they must be off to wipe out the zombies!"

"Long live the Guardian Group!"

...

The people below were excitedly discussing as they watched one fighter jet after another take off, their hearts filled with pride.

At the command center, Fu Xixi is extremely busy. There are needs in various places, and they have already made contact with the Northwest and Southwest.

Both locations require fighter jet support, but Fu Xixi had already informed them in advance that they must prepare fuel.

Fighter jets only have enough fuel for one round trip; you need fuel to support them.

Therefore, forces in various regions began preparing fuel, believing that with the support of fighter jets, their chances of victory were greater.

Ren Yun, as the captain of the flight squadron, flew on the front lines.

Thanks to the advanced communication headsets, all pilots were able to communicate their locations in real time, making this flight mission extremely challenging.

Therefore, each pilot was extremely careful, and after overcoming numerous obstacles, they finally reached their destination.

They arrived at various parts of the area, sometimes in groups of several fighter jets, and sometimes in groups of one or two.

The local fuel supply is generally sufficient, and they can be deployed for combat quickly.

With the support of the Guardian Group, the pressure in various regions has eased considerably. Fighter jets are equipped with high-powered weapons; their bullets have strong penetrating power, and with the aid of bombs, densely populated zombie areas have been effectively suppressed.

Soon, these videos were also uploaded to the AI's forum.

This has once again shattered the perceptions of the entire nation: the Guardian Group actually deployed fighter jets to provide support.

There was a chorus of applause, but no one noticed that...

To date, over two hundred thousand of humanity's million-strong army have been killed or wounded—a staggering number.

Although the arrival of fighter jets greatly alleviated the pressure on the battlefield, casualties continued to rise, albeit to some extent.

...

At the headquarters of the Guardian Group, Wei Lun smiled knowingly as he watched some combat support videos of the pilots.

Although my own capabilities are limited, the support of a hundred fighter jets is no small matter, and these flying fighter jets are basically safe.

Even zombies with high jumping ability have difficulty attacking fighter jets. Only some mutated zombie birds might pose a threat, but given the high speed of the aircraft, they are generally not easy to catch.

Moreover, the fighter jets in the apocalypse are different; their super-precise radar can accurately identify dangerous objects and evade them immediately.

So far, none of the one hundred fighter jets have been damaged; they've only consumed some fuel.

Wei Lun turned off his smart device and went into the supplies area. Qin Mutong brought out a cake, smiling at Wei Lun.

"Honey, let's have some cake, I like this."

The cake Qin Mutong was carrying was specially bought by Wei Lun, because Qin Mutong loves desserts, and cake happens to be the most delicious dessert.

This carefully prepared cake was very sweet. Qin Mutong cut off a piece and handed it to Wei Lun.

Even Wei Lun, who doesn't usually like desserts, tried a bite and felt much better.

Yes, sometimes food can affect a person's mood. Wei Lun and Qin Mutong ate and chatted at the same time.

"Mu Tong, if everything settles down, what do you think is the most important thing in this world?"

Wei Lun seemed to say this somewhat casually, after all, the number of zombies in the country would soon decrease drastically, almost to the point of extinction.

At that time, humanity will shift its focus, or rather, the Guardian Group's work direction will change: will it establish a new order, or will it try to achieve joint rule?

All of this is unknown. Sometimes Qin Mutong understands this world better than Wei Lun does, and her ideas are things Wei Lun never even considered.

"Ah, I think now that the zombies are gone, food and safety are probably the most important things. In this apocalypse, even without zombies, there is still danger."

"We can't survive without food, and we're always living in fear without safety."

"Perhaps, the most crucial thing is to think about how to increase food supply and then stabilize social order."

Qin Mutong said that these are the most crucial matters at present, and in fact, they are also an eternal theme.

Wei Lun sighed, his thoughts drifting to distant places.

Before, when there were zombies, I only thought they all had one purpose: to survive.

Now that zombies are almost gone, people are starting to worry. They might have many desires for the future, and at that time, a strong organization will be indispensable.

And the Guardian Group will certainly be at the forefront, but will the Guardian Group really be accepted by people?

If I were to truly become a national leader, what would I be expected to do? Would I have even greater responsibilities?

"Honey, don't worry, there's always a way out, and people can always be saved..."

Qin Mutong didn't finish speaking, and the two of them laughed and continued eating the cake.

"Honey, cream..."

Qin Mutong took out a wet wipe and wiped Wei Lun's mouth; they looked very much in love.

If the guards at the gate could speak at this moment, they would definitely be thinking, "They're totally showing off their love while they're on their way to work!"

However, the Guardian Group was very prosperous at this time.

Because there were no zombies here, and because of the allure of the goods, people from all over the country, especially the wealthy, flocked here.

Their goal was simple: it was safer to live here than anywhere else.

Therefore, the streets were filled with elegantly dressed merchants and beautiful women; these were the new immigrants.

Merchants from all over brought almost every resource they could exchange, instantly filling the entire Guardian Group's warehouses to overflowing with supplies.

As for the goods from the Guardian Group, they were all snapped up, so Wei Lun has been making frequent trips to Hyundai these past few days, bringing back a lot of goods.

While the front lines were embroiled in battle, the Guardian Group appeared prosperous and thriving.