Perhaps, by some strange coincidence,
The prosperity of the Guardians Group attracted the covetous eyes of some, who belonged to powerful factions.
After all, the power dynamics across the country are currently very complex, and not all forces have a good relationship with the Guardian Group.
Some people, having obtained the seeds, became even more resentful of the Guardian Group.
In their eyes, why should this place have all kinds of resources? There must be some unspeakable secret behind it.
However, the guess was correct; Wei Lun was not from this world. But even so, the current size of the Guardian Group was not something an ordinary person could afford to offend.
In a remote place, a huge human settlement,
"Boss, this Guardian Group is rolling in money. If we take over, we'll be set for life."
"Yeah, boss, their fighter jets have all taken off. Now is the perfect time!"
“I investigated. Their guard only has a thousand men, while we have two thousand soldiers. Those idiots are fighting zombies, we're fighting the Guardians!”
"Exactly! Forget about fighting those damn zombies, as long as we take over the Guardian Group, we'll be set for life!"
...
In this mountain stronghold, a group of henchmen were chattering incessantly around a person.
It turns out they were from a city next to Changhan City, where zombies still roamed. Their force was quite large, numbering over two thousand.
At this moment, instead of fighting on the front lines against the zombies, he developed the idea of taking over the Guardian Group.
"Quiet, attacking the Guardians Group is not something that can be done overnight."
As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle!"
“We haven’t even figured out their specific situation yet, so how can we take action?”
The leader remarked, "As expected, those who sit in the leader's seat are all clear-headed."
Although they now have two thousand soldiers, the long march to fight the Guardian Group, just the laser weapons and the laser cannons on the city walls alone would be enough to feed them.
What if we fail and come back empty-handed? Won't we face retaliation?
"Boss, what are we waiting for? They rely on fighter jets. Now that they've lost their fighter jets, we can't afford to miss this opportunity!"
"Yeah, boss, let's pull this off!"
"We'll definitely win, boss, give the order!"
...
Everyone was in high spirits; nowhere was the Guardians Group richer now.
If we don't act now, we'll have even less of a chance later.
but,
Soon, a piece of news came as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over everyone's heads.
"Report, boss, the intelligence is out!"
...
The bandit leader was stunned when he saw it.
"Damn it, have you guys lost your minds?!"
"The Guardian Group has missiles!"
After the leader finished speaking, everyone was stunned. What? There were missiles?
The reason I haven't heard of it before is simply because the Guardian Group hasn't used it. Missiles, as a trump card, are simply unsuitable for human civil wars, and also unsuitable for use on the front lines against zombies.
"Give up, there's no way we can beat them."
"What if we fail, and their fighter jets come back, along with missiles? We could all die here."
The bandit leader immediately abandoned his ambition to seize the Guardian Group and decided to stay put.
Let alone attacking the Guardian Group, a few missiles would be enough to overwhelm them.
Furthermore, we don't know exactly how much production capacity the Guardian Group has right now. If a bunch of laser cannons rush in, it would just be suicide.
...
Wei Lun, at the headquarters of the Guardian Group, was unaware of these matters.
However, since the missile extinguished a faction's covetousness, it can be considered a good thing for the Guardian Group.
After all, a human civil war is not something people want to see. Even if the Guardians wiped out all these people, many innocent people would inevitably lose their lives.
The deaths of these innocent people, coupled with combat casualties, are not a good thing.
At this critical moment, what humanity needs is an inspiring victory, not a victory born of internal strife.
Those wicked thoughts must be extinguished!
Inside the headquarters, Wei Lun lay in a rocking chair, squinting in the sun.
"Mu Tong, do you think our rocket will be able to launch?"
Wei Lun laughed and said, "The universe is so vast that post-apocalyptic technology is perfectly capable of traversing it. As for rocket launch technology, it's just the most basic technology."
Now we have to start from scratch. We're not even sure about rocket launch technology anymore.
"Honey, you have to trust Du Kun. The research institute has so much data and so many talented people. I believe that with our joint efforts, we can definitely succeed."
"The technology of rocket launches is already very mature in our world."
"Now we just need to wait patiently, it will be quick."
Qin Mutong comforted her, saying that rockets were rarely launched before the apocalypse because space stations and spaceships already existed in space.
However, after the war, all of the spaceships from the Cataclysm were taken away.
Some people want to escape Earth and seek a better life on other planets, but whether they can survive is unknown.
After all, spacecraft may encounter unknown risks in space, risks that a single spacecraft cannot withstand.
"Yes, I hope to see the satellite launched soon, then we will have a way to build social order."
Wei Lun imagined it, then pulled Qin Mutong onto his lap, and the two of them stayed together quietly like that.
Perhaps love is about mutual companionship, and enduring companionship is the deepest form of love.
...
Three days later, the fighter jets had essentially completed their mission and began their gradual return journey.
The battles in various locations are nearing their end, with the final zombie cleanup underway.
The whole country was filled with joy. Although 400,000 people died in this battle, it brought about a bright and peaceful world.
The number of zombies in the Northwest, Southwest, and many coastal areas of the North and South has been cleared; there are only a few scattered zombies left.
Furthermore, the number of zombies in the mainland has greatly decreased, allowing trade routes to be established one after another. Goods can be exchanged between different regions, and human living conditions have improved significantly.
Guardian Group
The fighter jets gradually flew back and landed at the airfield outside the city.
After landing, the pilots all rushed to the mess hall because the food outside was just too terrible; they mostly ate combat biscuits.
The first thing he did upon returning wasn't to claim credit, but to rush to the canteen and demand a bowl of braised pork trotters with rice.
The taste was absolutely divine, like a delicacy from the mountains and seas. Even though things are improving in this post-apocalyptic world, places like the Guardian Group, where you can find vegetables and meat, are truly rare.
This is something the guards are particularly proud of; being in the guard makes them feel superior, not only having no worries about food and clothing, but also receiving the best of everything.
In addition, the weapons and equipment here are more advanced, everyone's lives are guaranteed, and there are rewards for meritorious service, so everyone's face is full of smiles and happiness.
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