Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 348 - 238: Crystal Stone Cannon (Part 2)

"All helicopters, return to base! Repeat! All helicopters, return to base!"

Chen Tianlei had no choice but to give the order.

Helicopters were very precious even before the apocalypse, and now they’re even more so.

They can’t be wasted in vain.

"How do we fight this kind of monster?"

Looking at the gigantic Fatty Bai, Ji Aimin felt a chill run down his spine.

The most terrifying thing was, there was more than one of them.

For now, he had already seen three of them, and who knows if there are more behind.

"These high-level powerful monsters can only be dealt with by superpower users."

Chen Tianlei felt helpless too, as this level of entity was already beyond what ordinary weapons could handle.

"Aren’t there any other crystal stone weapons?"

Ji Aimin looked at him expectantly.

The power of the crystal stone cannon was still vivid in his mind, so he held onto a glimmer of hope.

"Of course, there are."

Chen Tianlei nodded, and a flash of joy appeared in Ji Aimin’s eyes. But before he could speak, Chen Tianlei poured cold water on him:

"But none to deal with that thing. Even if you use the crystal stone cannon, assuming it can hit, one shot might only take down one."

"This..."

Now Ji Aimin understood why the previous crystal stone beam was mainly used to eliminate gargoyles and ordinary monsters.

As the two were talking, the big guy moved again.

He swung his massive belly, sending his thick intestines sweeping toward a hilltop.

And that hilltop was exactly where a stronghold was situated.

If it got hit, many of the heavy weapons up there would probably be scrapped.

At this moment, the superpower user inside the stronghold made a move.

A superpower user leaped high, wielding a crystal energy sword and sliced the intestines apart.

This action drew a round of cheers and boosted morale to some extent.

Crystal energy sword.

This is a type of crystal stone weapon developed by the Settlement Camp, currently one of the main production equipment.

Compared to crystal stone cannons and crystal stone spears, the crystal energy sword can significantly conserve energy consumption.

It is not only useful for superpower users, but ordinary people can also use it to slay high-level undead creatures.

When all kinds of weapons are exhausted, then it’s time for close combat.

Many post-apocalyptic novels tend to depict using guns against zombies, and when the bullets run out, the castle falls, and they flee for their lives.

However, they forget that a hundred years ago, humanity’s main combat method was still close-quarter combat.

As long as the soldiers are elite enough, equipped with various gears, and aided by battle formations, battles where the few defeat the many were abundant.

The zombie horde was vast but mostly brainless.

Even high-level monsters couldn’t be as smart as humans; they don’t understand how to use battle formations or such things.

They only know how to charge mindlessly.

When the zombie tide almost reaches the city, that’s when the heavy armored infantry take action.

With the cooperation of tank units, they can slaughter these monsters then.

It’s only because of the presence of these second and third-level advanced creatures that, otherwise, even a million zombies would be easily repelled by the Settlement Camp.

On the battlefield

The superpower user severed the intestines of Fatty Bai, successfully provoking him, as he turned and headed towards the hilltop.

The superpower users were naturally pleased to see this situation.

Earlier, he was within the zombie horde, making it very difficult for them to attack him.

Now that he’s coming out on his own, they can approach and slay him.

More than twenty superpower users charged toward Fatty Bai, with some transforming during their run.

They each showcased their divine techniques, attacking Fatty Bai.

However, Fatty Bai’s size was just too enormous.

And his defense was astonishingly high.

Their attacks could hurt him, but it was no different from a mosquito bite.

"Roar-----"

Fatty Bai let out a corpse roar to the sky.

A large amount of intestines spewed out of his belly, attacking the superpower users.

The superpower users moved agilely, dodging as they ran, with some even using crystal stone swords to slash the intestines.

However, they still couldn’t quickly eliminate the big Fatty Bai.

Keep in mind, there are more than three of such creatures.

"If only Ghost Warrior were here, that would be great."

Ji Aimin sighed deeply:

"The zombie horde chose no better or worse time to come, only when he’s not here."

Ghost Warrior was the ace of the First Settlement Camp. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

He possessed formidable strength, paired with that incredibly sharp big black knife of his.

He would definitely be able to slay the gigantic Fatty Bai.

"Heh."

Chen Tianlei glanced at him and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

He was aware of Ji Aimin’s little maneuvers.

Whether Ghost Warrior was dead or alive was still uncertain now.

Based on the current intel alone, Wang Hao was at an absolute disadvantage.

After all, he had to face not only Ghost Warrior but also the ace of the Second Settlement Camp and their companions.

With a lineup so luxurious, any superpower user facing them would probably be doomed.

But he thought Wang Hao might not fall so easily.

He had gained the recognition of the Golden Bell, embodying the Emperor Dao’s fortune, so he wouldn’t die so easily.

There was even a chance he could take down Ghost Warrior and the others.

...

Outside, the fierce battle raged on.

Inside the city, it was very lively as well.

Large open cooking pots were set up.

A variety of delicious foods were laid out across a wide area, with rich aromas that captivated people.

Soldiers were eating and drinking heartily.

They were the heavy armor troops.

To them, this might be their last meal.

Burdened with heavy armor, they needed to consume a lot of energy, so they had to eat their fill, needing meat to absorb sufficient protein.

"Gulp, gulp."

Many civilians watched from afar, swallowing mouthfuls of saliva.

The Settlement Camp’s resources were relatively scarce, with many people stuck at the 1958 level.

Even those with some capabilities were barely getting by.

Being able to eat enough was already good, but such a luxurious buffet, with endless eating, was beyond their wildest dreams.

"Do you want to eat?"

Just then, a man holding a loudspeaker shouted:

"Do you want to eat?"

"Yes!!!"

The civilians’ eyes were red; whoever said no was a fool!

Especially for some refugee-level individuals like Wu Zicheng, if it weren’t for the armed soldiers guarding, they would’ve rushed over already.

"If you want to eat, you must pay the price. As long as you join us, follow behind the Iron Armor Soldiers to finish off the monsters that haven’t been killed, you can eat, and it’ll be enough to fill you up.

At the same time, you will also enjoy military benefits; if we win the battle, rewards will be given based on merit, and by accumulating military merits, you can exchange for Power Fruits to become a superpower user!

If you die in battle, your family will also receive a substantial compensation."

The man with the loudspeaker shouted.

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, suddenly calming down the previously bloodshot-eyed civilians.

They were all quite timid. Otherwise, they would have chosen to join the army or go out to search for resources before.

However, they would rather starve and struggle in filthy, chaotic environments than join the army, showing how afraid of death they were.

The life of a soldier was hard, especially for newly joined recruits.

They undergo intensive training for half a month and then have to go out to hunt monsters, only becoming a true soldier after killing ten monsters.

At that point, they’re still considered cannon fodder and have to be at the forefront of everything.

After gaining military merit and learning more military skills, they can slowly rise through the ranks.

In this process, countless people perish.

The survival rate for those who make it is perhaps less than one percent.

Now, joining would make things even tougher.

Following behind heavy armor soldiers to finish off monsters?

Sounds nice!

The heavy armor soldiers were fully armored and not afraid of being bitten or anything.

But these cannon fodder had no protection!

One careless move and they might get bitten, or even a scratch could turn them into a zombie.

Joining now likely provides a survival rate of less than one percent.