Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Promotion
Seeing the supply box and the collapsed government building, Ye Fan felt a tightening in his heart.
He could clearly remember the situation just before the apocalypse broke out.
The sky was filled with whistling meteors, exceptionally dazzling.
He didn’t see where all those meteors landed because he fainted the moment before.
Their neighborhood was fine, and many places were okay as he walked along, but he heard that a meteor fell in the military district.
Now the government building is directly a ruin, is this a coincidence?
Ye Fan shook his head, thinking that things shouldn’t be so coincidental.
But he couldn’t find the answer to this matter, so he could only observe slowly.
Focusing his attention on the supply box here, he told the soldiers to be careful; there’s a mutated zombie in the pit.
Shen Ruihui walked over cautiously and took a look inside, and Ye Fan also saw it.
In the pit, there was an armored zombie, crushed by the collapsed slabs, with rebar piercing through its body, pinning it to the ground.
Seeing someone coming, it was still roaring, but it couldn’t move at all.
The supply box was also under the slab.
Seeing this, Ye Fan found it strange that this zombie was crushed here, couldn’t find food, yet could still evolve into an armored zombie?
Moreover, this armored zombie seemed slightly larger than a regular armored zombie.
"Does it have any other source of energy? Or perhaps, is there something wrong with this crater itself?"
"Take it down!"
The sniper, Zhao Ming, walked over and shot the armored zombie through the eye socket, blowing its head off on the spot!
Originally a One-Star Sniper, after this shot, he became a Two-Star Sniper.
"Sir, this armored zombie is very valuable, a regular one is 1000, but it reached 1800."
Ye Fan’s heart tightened. Indeed, this armored zombie was different from the usual, it seems there must be something wrong with the crater.
"Dispose of the body, bring the box back to me."
"Yes!"
The soldiers got busy, and Ye Fan averted his gaze, waiting for them to return.
The soldiers hadn’t returned yet when Gao Dongliang dashed in excitedly.
"Ye Fan, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Ye Fan was somewhat speechless at the chubby man’s suspenseful antics, but he cooperated, "Let’s hear the good news first."
"The good news is that the survivor trading conference date has been set. It’s happening in three days at the Hardware Mansion in Sishui Town, and many survivor groups have decided to participate. Many have contacted me saying they want to trade various supplies with us for gold and silver."
"Oh, they’ve collected gold and silver?"
"Yes, those survivors have quite a few people and don’t care much about casualties; they’ve collected quite quickly. I said it has to exceed the value of 5000 grams of gold, and they pretty much all have it."
Ye Fan nodded, this was indeed good news. He must participate in this gathering, perhaps the profit from just one event could help the team thrive.
"And the bad news?"
"Xing Hai from Daqing Mountain Prison was swearing at you on the broadcast, saying you wiped out their people and threatened to deal with you."
"This isn’t really bad news, I’ve long had a grudge with people at Daqing Mountain."
"But I heard that Xing Hai and Liu Long from Si Shui Hardware Mansion seem to have known each other for a long time, they might team up. These two became leaders because they are Power Users, and there’s something else—Xing Hai contacted some mercenary force late last night, he thought no one would hear, but I happened to hear a bit as I was about to turn off the broadcast at that time."
Ye Fan thought for a moment, no matter what Xing Hai or Liu Long wants to do, it couldn’t stop him from attending this conference.
As for dealing with him, Ye Fan didn’t think they had the capability because soon he would be promoted to Battalion Commander permissions, and at that time, it’s not certain who would be dealing with whom.
"Alright, I know about these two pieces of news now, you can respond on the broadcast, we’ll definitely join in three days."
"Alright then!"
Gao Dongliang left excitedly.
Ye Fan pondered for a while, his greatest concern was if someone were to take a shot at him when he attended. His personal strength was currently the team’s weak link, so he had to prepare accordingly.
A dozen minutes later, the troopers returned.
The hundred-plus soldiers coordinated well, with no casualties, and harvested abundantly.
Large amounts of supplies were transported back by trucks, filling two houses to the brim.
Though the survivors were exhausted, every face carried a smile. These supplies gave them confidence, at least those clothes, blankets, and coals were enough to let them get through the coming winter safely.
A few platoon leaders came to Ye Fan’s office, Shen Ruihui holding the supply box, and Qiao Sanyou with a large bag.
The supply box and large bag were placed on Ye Fan’s desk, and the few of them retreated.
Ye Fan first picked up the supply box.
It was the same wooden box as before, looking empty, but actually held a world within.
Open.
"Congratulations, sir, you have obtained a Demolition Truck, it is parked in the back yard of the police station."
Ye Fan was stunned, walking to the window to look outside, and there he saw a large truck parked.
It was similar to the one in the game, a heavy truck, but with a huge oil storage tank in the back. From the surface, it seemed perfectly fine, just an ordinary tanker truck.
But Ye Fan knew full well how terrifying this thing was.
The Demolition Truck is a special combat unit of a nation; it explodes when subjected to a certain degree of attack, said to have the explosive power equivalent to a small nuclear bomb.
Moreover, this thing is very fast; it can speed into the enemy positions, if you attack it, it explodes, if not, it directly goes for your buildings.
"Nana, is this truck filled with fuel?"
"Reporting, sir, that is the external disguise, even if opened and checked, there is a layer of diesel outside, but inside there’s a second layer, entirely TNT high explosive. The blast shockwave can cover a five-kilometer diameter."
"And does this thing need to be manned?"
"It can be manned or unmanned, but worry not, sir, to detonate this truck requires either extremely dense artillery to continuously bombard it into explosion, or for you to personally order it to explode."
Despite what Nana said, Ye Fan still felt it was too dangerous.
He dispatched soldiers and a few dogs to patrol near the truck, making sure no one tampered with it, or with one boom, he as the Commander and everyone here would likely be done for.
"Sure enough, it’s a pitiful supply box, bringing out such a dangerous thing, it’s best to deal with it sooner."
Ye Fan rolled his eyes, wondering if he should take this thing to the trading conference and find a chance to trade it for something.
After thinking for a while, Ye Fan turned his attention back to the large bag.
Picking it up, it felt very heavy, likely over ten kilograms.
After all, they had cleared over ten thousand zombies today and collected a lot from residential houses, such harvests seemed normal.
"Beep beep! Precious metals detected; can be converted to System Money, convert?"
"Convert all."
"Conversion successful, congratulations, sir, you have gained 13,500 System Money!"
Ye Fan checked his money count, it was now at 14,600.
Indeed, big actions yield big rewards, with this, he could easily step up to Battalion Commander and boost his firepower.
The trading conference is imminent, and with individuals intending harm, upgrading swiftly is imperative.
Ignoring everything else for the moment, with 118 Red Alert Units under his command now, Ye Fan ordered the production of eight Army Soldiers immediately, intending to form a guard squad.
Additionally, he created five Conscripts, bringing the total number to 131, surpassing his set battalion size of 130.
Spending 2,100 Money, 21 minutes later, Nana relayed a message.
"Congratulations, sir, the number of Red Alert Units under your command exceeded the battalion limit, promoting you to Battalion Commander permissions. Please check the Battalion Commander gift package!"