Chapter 582 A Powerful Force Falls
After the large warhead exploded first, the remaining 99 intercontinental ballistic missiles also fell from the sky.
These may be less powerful, but their sheer number makes up for it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Explosions rang out one after another, and hordes of zombies disappeared into the sea of fire.
The long-range support provided by Bai Fa this time was truly terrifying. Han Shuo and his group didn't even need to lift a finger; the dense array of intercontinental ballistic missiles solved everything for them.
The precise strikes covered the entire mountain range where several groups of corpse-wearing men were located.
In the chaos, the group was filled with despair and had no time to escape, so they could only wail in grief.
Just what terrifying being have they provoked...?
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"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The continuous explosions continued.
If a swarm of missiles flying in the sky is like a meteor shower, then a swarm of missiles falling to the ground is like fireworks exploding on the ground.
Such a rare and magnificent sight was now unfolding before the eyes of everyone in the distance…
Han Shuo and the others on the mountaintop remained silent the entire time, staring blankly and quietly at the bombing zone ahead.
As the warhead of the last intercontinental ballistic missile fell, the area finally gradually quieted down.
Before we knew it, night had quietly fallen.
The boundless sea of fire completely ignited the night sky. After the bombing, the mountain peaks were sheared off, the silver-haired man's former base was completely destroyed, and the valley that Han Shuo knew so well had long since been reduced to scorched earth...
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In the end, it was the fat man, who was the most active among them, who spoke first.
"W-W-That's it? It was so spectacular! I hadn't seen enough!"
His hesitant words brought the others back to their senses.
"Phew~"
Han Shuo took a deep breath, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
He thought that after completing the level 7 evolution, he had become very, very strong.
But when he saw the intercontinental ballistic missile formations hurtling in tonight, he realized how insignificant he truly was.
Zombies and corpse-wearing men couldn't withstand it, and if it were him, he wouldn't be able to either...
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After discussing among themselves for a while, the silver-haired man saw that the fire ahead had subsided somewhat and his face showed an excited expression.
He turned to the crowd and said, "Brother Han, everyone, let's go!"
"good!"
Han Shuo nodded and gave a brief response.
Next, the silver-haired and blonde-haired siblings leaped off the cliff.
Two hang gliders quickly unfolded, and the two men, armed with firearms, flew straight ahead.
The two of them went to check if there were any survivors. Although the probability was extremely low, in order to completely eradicate this evil organization, the follow-up strikes could not be overlooked.
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After the two left, the red-haired and purple-haired men controlled a drone to fly to the bombing area.
They assisted the silver-haired couple in their exploration from afar, since there were bound to be blind spots in such a vast mountain range.
With nothing else to do, Han Shuo and his group gathered together and started chatting.
The fat man, speaking without restraint, exclaimed exaggeratedly, "My god, that white-haired woman is really fierce, she actually used such violence to wipe out the enemy."
Han Shuo smiled and said, "I admire this person quite a bit. When facing enemies, one really cannot be soft-hearted."
Xiao Zhao frowned, somewhat puzzled: "By the way, why are there so many intercontinental ballistic missiles at the White Hair headquarters?"
"Won't they empty out their weapons inventory this time?"
"Ha ha!"
Han Shuo waved his hand and voiced his guess.
"Probably not. Since she's willing to do that, she must have kept some in reserve."
"As for why there are so many intercontinental ballistic missiles, it can be explained quite well."
"I'll ask you one question: what have we been doing for the past three years?"
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"Um?"
After listening to his words, the fat man and the others all recalled what had happened to them.
"What are we doing? Killing zombies and escaping to survive," Xiao Zhao said first.
"Yes, we kept changing locations along the way to collect the turbid liquid and improve our team's strength," Li Shurou added.
"Also, we need to find food and supplies," Chen Hai, who rarely offered opinions, added, a rare occurrence.
The fat man didn't say a word, standing there deep in thought, as if he had already figured something out...
"That's right!"
Han Shuo looked at the faces of the four people in front of him and continued speaking with a smile.
"As everyone has said, since the start of the catastrophe, except for the period when the underground research institute was closed, we have been busy running around and escaping."
"However, the cyborgs at the White Hair headquarters don't need to worry about these things."
"They are different from the silver-haired brother's side. They don't have enemies like the corpse-wearing men, and they don't need to eat, drink, or fight, so they have plenty of time to slowly accumulate their own strength."
"Under these circumstances, the gap gradually becomes apparent..."
At this point, Xiao Zhao and the others suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.
They all understood now, and understood why the White-Haired Headquarters had so many intercontinental ballistic missiles.
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Han Shuo once said that none of the people who have lived to this day are kind-hearted, especially those from such a powerful force!
Simply put, there are four major powers that still exist in the world today.
They, Qingyu, and Lunen belong to one side, possessing individual combat capabilities and genetic breakthrough technology. Furthermore, as their evolution level increases, their overall combat strength continues to grow.
These white-haired bio-engineered individuals primarily wield powerful technological weapons, and in addition to these, they also possess equally formidable bio-engineered warriors.
The remaining two sides can both be considered evil forces.
One zombie king, displaying an unstoppable and invincible momentum, has been crushing and advancing relentlessly!
On the other side was the Corpse-Wearing Organization.
However, the old man who was obsessed with nanotechnology, wanted to control more zombie hordes, and wanted to become another "Zombie King," along with his zombie-wearing subordinates, all perished tonight.
As for Wai Di, no one took him into consideration. Regardless of how many half-zombies he commanded, he was merely a branch of the Zombie King, considered just a lackey of the Zombie King.
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The difference isn't obvious without comparison, but once you compare them, Han Shuo and his group realize that the white-haired group is actually living the most comfortable life...
The arrival of the Ice Crystal Virus was a sudden disaster for humanity.
But for cyborgs, isn't this also a new opportunity?
Han Shuo even harbored a bold conjecture:
Without the Zombie King, the world would likely be dominated by bio-engineered beings as the human population drastically decreases!
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