So far, according to the information they have publicly shared, the Chosen Ones already have more than 300 members!
They even used weapons from nuclear-powered aircraft carriers to kill many advanced evolved sea monsters.
After obtaining the essence of the evolved sea monster, 18 advanced evolvers were cultivated.
These eighteen people are known to outsiders as the Eighteen Knights of the Apocalypse of the Chosen Church!
The leaders and vice-leaders of the Chosen Ones are even more powerful than the Eighteen Knights of the Apocalypse.
Their strength is unfathomable!
Such a massive force is terrifying to even think about.
Their survivor alliance had no choice but to obey the arrangements of the Chosen Ones and the forces behind the United States.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The battle continues.
final.
When Yuan Weijie's soldiers were reduced to less than 4,000, a fresh, fully armed force joined the battle.
This army was entirely equipped with American gear.
And they are all Americans.
Their firepower was far more ferocious than that of the Survivors Alliance warriors.
With their arrival, the rate at which zombies die increased by at least two times.
One day later.
This densely populated city of Lan ultimately fell completely into human hands.
When it came to the distribution of supplies, Yuan Weijie was so angry he almost vomited blood again.
Paul gave the order.
First: All supplies should be given priority for their soldiers to choose from.
Second: Only 20% of the supplies belong to the Survivors' Alliance, far less than the nearly 70% initially promised.
Paul's reasoning was simple: the city belonged to the Survivors' Alliance, and that was the best thing about it.
Therefore, this city must also be counted as supplies!
The soldiers from the United States were used to this order and found it strange at all.
Instead, they excitedly rushed into Lanzhou, swarming towards large shopping malls and supermarkets like locusts.
They picked out the best things, their eyes filled with greed and pride.
The survivors' alliance, having suffered heavy casualties, were exhausted and furious.
But all we could do was watch helplessly.
Even with their fists clenched tightly, nails digging deep into their palms, and teeth clenched, they were powerless to do anything.
The looting of the city lasted for two days.
final.
The soldiers from the United States returned home laden with spoils.
The survivor alliance only received the empty city of Lan and 20% of the unwanted supplies.
Then there are some things that are difficult to move.
Those supplies were things that the American soldiers didn't even want.
Seeing all this, Yuan Weijie even had the urge to die together with Paul and the others.
His heart was filled with anger, resentment, and helplessness, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.
Even if we know that we've been thoroughly outmaneuvered by the Chosen Ones, so what?
If things really come to a standstill, the only ones who will suffer are the survivor alliance's 100,000-plus people.
......
After the Chosen Ones and all the warriors from the United States had left.
Even with the city of Lan, the soldiers' morale was at its lowest point.
Some of them silently wiped their weapons, their eyes vacant.
Some sat together, muttering curses against the shamelessness of the Chosen Ones and the greed of the American people.
Yuan Weijie sat alone on the floor in a corner of the command post, the faces of his fallen comrades constantly flashing through his mind.
They gave their lives to recapture Lancheng—thousands of them! And now…
A senior general walked up to Yuan Weijie.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Yuan Weijie asked in a hoarse voice, "How many of us died? Have you tallied it up yet?"
The man sat cross-legged next to Yuan Weijie and sighed, "We currently have 3,572 people left, and 5,821 of them have died."
Upon hearing this number, Yuan Weijie suddenly burst into tears.
The next second, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
It was an explosion that came after being suppressed to the extreme.
Each cry was filled with guilt for the fallen comrades and resentment towards the Chosen Ones and the forces behind them.
Hearing the cries, the staff officers around were filled with mixed emotions, and many of them silently shed tears as well.
Too many people have died!
Moreover, every single one of the dead was an elite member of the survivor alliance.
The general's eyes also reddened as he comforted him, "General Yuan, it's not your fault. Your brothers understand your difficulties. We are at their mercy, and we can only endure the humiliation."
Another person in charge of supplies statistics came over to comfort him, saying, "General Yuan, there is actually something to be thankful for. They searched in such a hurry that they still have quite a lot of supplies left over. If they had taken them all out, we would have had plenty of extra supplies, enough for our survivor alliance to use."
Yuan Weijie gradually stopped crying. He stood up, wiped away his tears, and said earnestly, "Contact the Survivors Alliance and begin preparations for a complete relocation. This Lan City will be the beginning of a brighter future for us! We Chinese will never be defeated by zombies and monsters!"
"Furthermore, we lost 5,821 soldiers for this city! We lost 5,821 brothers! They were all heroes!"
"I suggest we rename this city Hero City! To commemorate those fallen heroes!"
Yuan Weijie's words were a wake-up call.
The others in the command post, their faces beaming with excitement, shouted, "Yes, sir!"
As long as General Yuan regains his fighting spirit, the Survivors Alliance will be fine!
General Yuan is the spiritual pillar of the Survivors' Alliance!
Without General Yuan's painstaking efforts over the past year, the Survivors' Alliance would never have grown to a size of over 100,000 people!
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