"It's better to be a surprise than a shock."
“These guys are getting bolder and bolder. With the equipment they have, they dare to go to such remote mountainous areas.”
Wei Lun shook his head and said, but in his heart he greatly admired their courage.
In the apocalypse, what is needed most is courage; only by daring to take on challenges can one possess everything.
at the same time,
Inside the military factory, Zeng Guangtian led the wounded back ahead of schedule. Currently, Du Kun is in charge of all the military base's arsenals.
In front of Du Kun, a row of tanks stood imposingly parked.
A total of 7 tanks—this production rate is extremely high, almost one tank per day.
Du Kun looked at the tanks, now loaded with live ammunition, and was very satisfied.
Although there aren't many right now, it's enough to equip them first. So Du Kun waved to the soldiers.
"You, drive these seven tanks back."
"Remember, don't report back until we reach the assembly point. We need to give the boss a surprise!"
Du Kun said with a smile, "So this is the surprise Qin Mutong mentioned earlier."
Seven tanks—I wonder what kind of commotion they'll cause when they drive them back.
Several soldiers carefully boarded the tank and then maneuvered it toward the Guardian Group.
Looking into the background, the mechanical roar gradually faded away.
Du Kun murmured, "Boss, this is just the first batch; there will be more and more later."
After saying that, Du Kun turned and walked towards the production line. He planned to leave two teams there, one for production and one for defense.
After all, Du Kun still has some products that Wei Lun needs to produce at headquarters, and two small teams here are enough.
...
As the tanks moved along the road, some zombies dared not approach upon hearing the roar, while others charged forward frantically.
The behavior was completely different; the zombies that were hiding were intelligent, while those that rushed forward were just ordinary zombies.
And so, the iron wheels rolled on, crushing the zombies beneath the tank.
Because they were in a hurry to get back, the guards operating the tank wouldn't fire, conserving ammunition.
These low-level zombies had no chance of breaking through the defenses, and even the occasional high-level zombie would try to avoid conflict.
Seven tanks swiftly traversed checkpoints, speeding along main roads and side streets.
Some hunting teams, upon seeing the tanks, were so frightened that they scrambled to the side.
But then I saw the flag on the tank, and upon closer inspection, I realized it was the guard's flag.
These hunters, who originally lived in the Guardian Group, became excited upon seeing the Guardian's flag.
"Wow, tanks! The guards'!"
"Our Guardian Group is too powerful; now we even have tanks!"
"Oh my god, I absolutely have to sign up for the tank team!"
...
Along the way, the hunters' eyes were filled with deep fear and admiration, both pleased and expectant of the guard's strength.
In the eyes of ordinary residents, the strength of the guard meant a powerful force protecting them.
Originally, there were no rules in the apocalypse, but because the guards were very disciplined, they gave the survivors the illusion that these people were like the soldiers of the past, a kind of protector.
These people living in the apocalypse are too fragile; they may not even know what they are facing every day.
Death might be just around the corner, and not a natural one—it could be death from humiliation, starvation, or disease, or worse, being eaten by zombies…
In this apocalypse, no one can save them except Weren!
Weren is like a magician, bringing much hope to the entire human world. People yearn for a better life, so Weren still needs to work hard.
The sixth settlement is not the end, but a beginning!
...
The tanks approached the Guardian Group's urban area and stopped at the checkpoint.
"Who goes there? Stop and be inspected!"
The guards at the gate saw the flags on the tanks, but they had never seen tanks before. What if they were disguised enemy tanks?
Countless gun barrels were pointed at the tank; the scene shocked even the passersby.
"Strange, isn't that the guard's tank?"
"Yeah, why won't they let us through with just a flag?"
"They're fighting amongst themselves?"
...
The passersby were initially confused, but they quickly figured it out.
A guard emerged from the tank, then approached with his identification via an AI device to verify his identity.
After confirming that they were all guards, everyone put their guns away.
The guard at the checkpoint saluted and then spoke.
"I'm sorry, we have not received any orders for tanks to enter today. Please request permission from headquarters."
Although the checkpoint guards had lowered their guns, it didn't mean we could relax. Generally, the entry and exit of such large equipment requires approval.
The tank guards, of course, knew this, so they connected Du Kun's time-space communication headset.
"Boss, the checkpoint needs headquarters' approval order."
The guard said this, then waited for a reply. They were just ordinary guards; they only needed to obey orders.
"Damn, isn't this supposed to be told directly to the boss? And it's supposed to be a surprise?"
Du Kun said angrily. His sudden appearance before Wei Lun was originally the best surprise he could have hoped for, but now he had to report it to headquarters for approval.
This definitely needed to be said in advance. After thinking for a long time, Du Kun remembered Fu Xixi.
Fu Xixi is the official manager of the settlement, and his orders are carried out. For ease of management, Fu Xixi has slightly more power than anyone else.
Du Kun immediately picked up Fu Xixi,
"Xixi, um, my guards have seven tanks and they're at the checkpoint now."
"Look, how about giving me a pass? It'll be a surprise for the boss."
Du Kun said with a smile, "At this time, we should try to make this woman happy. We are usually on equal footing."
"Oh? A tank? Not bad, you're making such a big fuss?"
"Alright, leave it to me."
Fu Xixi said cheerfully, and then directly had her subordinate deliver a pass to the checkpoint.
From then on,
Seven tanks drove into the Weishi Group, attracting the attention of many residents along the way.
Many people looked at the tanks with curiosity, because post-apocalyptic tanks are different from modern ones.
The cannons are larger and have multiple barrels, while the overall size of the tank is much smaller, but the armor is extremely tough, comparable to particle armor.
Ordinary artillery is completely ineffective against tanks, which is why everyone longs to own one.
With a tank, hunting no longer requires fear of enemies or zombies attacking from behind; one shot is all it takes!
Headquarters compound
Wei Lun was leaning against the wall in the courtyard, admiring the flowers, feeling incredibly relaxed, when suddenly he heard a loud rumble outside.
"Guards, what's going on? Why is it so noisy?"
Wei Lun asked in confusion, completely unaware of what had happened.
Soon, seven tanks stood neatly lined up outside the courtyard, and a guard walked in.
"Reporting, Boss! The First Tank Platoon awaits your inspection!"
The guard gave a standard salute, his eyes glistening with tears. This was his first time driving a tank, and he saw this mission as a sign of his superiors' trust.
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