Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Nathu La Pass.

As dawn broke, two helicopters slowly landed on the helipad on the north side.

The propellers hummed, sending weeds and dust flying everywhere.

After the cabin door opened, Xue Zhihua and Ding Zhao walked out of the cabin.

The two men were each carrying two large boxes labeled "sonic equipment" and wrapped with several layers of tape. The cabin was also filled with such boxes, all containing sonic equipment and related accessories.

Xiao Jun and the judge were already waiting by the tarmac.

Xiao Jun stepped forward and extended his hand: "Engineer Xue, Engineer Ding, thank you for your hard work."

Xue Zhihua looked haggard, with dark circles under his eyes. He put down the box, shook Xiao Jun's hand, and waved goodbye.

"What's so hard about it? I heard there are giant zombies here that emit low-frequency sound waves, called something like Shiva, right? I haven't slept well these past two days."

Ding Zhao stood to the side, picked up the box again, and said:

“When we came from headquarters, we kept guessing what this thing would look like.”

Xiao Jun nodded: "Okay, let's go inside and talk."

The group turned and walked toward the command post tent.

Xue Zhihua and Ding Zhao followed behind, carrying boxes and looking around the campsite as they walked.

Behind the position, there were rows of ammunition boxes piled up, and several armored vehicles were parked on the open ground with their guns pointing south.

In the distance, there are several barracks under construction; the steel frames have already been erected, and workers are squatting on the steel frames welding.

That was Xie Wen's engineering team, which was building an ammunition depot and a permanent outpost.

After entering the command tent, the judge sat on a folding chair with a map spread out in front of him.

Xue Zhihua put the box on the ground, sat down on the folding chair, unscrewed the thermos, and took a sip of water:

"Instructor, I heard on the radio that you almost got caught by those Shiva lords last time."

The judge nodded, somewhat relieved, and replied, "Yes, he ran fast and didn't die. He slept for more than ten hours after he got back before recovering."

Xue Zhihua and his group had encountered sonic resonance zombies before, so they had experienced the power of these zombies.

He took a portable acoustic detector out of the box, placed it on the table, adjusted the parameters, and then looked up at the judge:

"Instructor, please tell me about those Shiva lords."

The judge briefly recounted the findings of the day's investigation.

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The three-headed Shiva, the calamity lord, were arranged in a triangle in the center of the valley, surrounded by a metal sound wave emitting device, and were in a suppressed state.

As I was observing, one of the Shiva lords raised its head and emitted a low-frequency sound wave.

After listening, Xue Zhihua frowned.

He picked up his water glass, took a sip, put the glass down, and said:

"Although this is also a low-frequency sound wave, it is emitted from the body of a creature of such a huge size as Shiva, so its power is indeed incomparable to that of a sound wave resonance corpse."

Ding Zhao asked from the side:
"Instructor, you mentioned earlier that there were metal devices around those Shiva lords. Did you see what they were?"

The judge nodded:

“I saw it. Those devices extended from the ground, like some kind of bracket or chain, and were fixed to those Shiva lords. I later determined that they were not chains, but probably sound wave emitting devices.”

"Yes."

Xue Zhihua said with a somewhat solemn expression:

"I believe that the reason those Shiva lords stayed there so still was not because they were asleep, but because the devices were constantly emitting sound wave signals of a specific frequency, suppressing their ability to move."

"We used a similar method to deal with the sonic resonance zombies before, but we can't control these zombies like the Indians do."

Ding Zhao said from the side:
"If we can figure out the frequency and waveform of those devices, we might be able to find a way to counter them."

Xue Zhihua pondered for a moment, then looked up at the judge and Xiao Jun:

"Tomorrow I need to fly to the vicinity of the forward base to collect the sonic signals of those Shiva lords up close."

If conditions permit, a low-power sound wave test can also be conducted to observe their reaction.

Without hesitation, Xiao Jun replied, "I'll have someone accompany you."

The judge volunteered:

“I’ll take them there. I’ve been there before and know the situation. We’ll leave first thing tomorrow morning.”

Xiao Jun did not refuse and nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, instructor."

the other side.

At the forward base located 120 kilometers south of Jilonggou.

A middle-aged man walked into the communications room of the forward base. He was about forty years old, with a long, thin face, prominent cheekbones, and thin lips.

He was wearing an old, faded military uniform with frayed cuffs, but the buttons on the uniform were fastened meticulously.

This man was none other than Prakash, the Indian temporary commander at the forward base.

He went into the communications room and asked the communications personnel inside.

"Any news from the reconnaissance team?"

The communications personnel quickly replied:
"I just contacted them. There's not much activity at Nathu La Pass for now. They're still building a permanent base there, just like before. Two more helicopters flew over there just now, but they're heavily guarded and the reconnaissance team couldn't see them clearly because they were too far away."

Prakash frowned and said:
"Let them figure out a way; we must find out what those people are doing right now."

"Yes." The communications officer quickly contacted the reconnaissance team.

Prakash nodded and walked toward a building.

In the past few days, they have not sat idly by and waited for their fate.

General Qahan's army was wiped out because he underestimated the enemy.

Therefore, their temporary commander, Prakash, became very cautious and tried every means to find out the situation of the big camphor tree.

He was also very conservative, remaining inactive while sending out two reconnaissance teams northward along the river valleys and hilly areas to find out what was happening at the Nathu La Pass.

The scouts were all experienced mountain veterans from India, skilled at operating covertly in complex terrain and avoiding aerial reconnaissance from the camphor tree.

The first reconnaissance team sent back news the following evening:

There were many vehicles moving around in the camp on the north side of Nathu La Pass, seemingly transporting ammunition and building materials.

They saw several steel frame structures under construction, resembling newly built warehouses or barracks.

However, the exact scale is still unclear. The security around the big camphor tree is very tight, and they dare not get too close.

After reviewing the intelligence, Prakash did not immediately issue orders, but instead instructed the reconnaissance team to continue observing.

He knew that the big camphor tree was definitely preparing something, but he wasn't sure whether it was fortification or offensive preparations.

On the morning of the third day, the second reconnaissance team also sent back news:
They discovered that the camp on the north side of Nathu La Pass had been augmented with a large number of armored vehicles and artillery pieces, all with their muzzles pointing south.

More than a dozen helicopters appeared at the camp, landing on the temporary helipad, but they flew away after a short time.

Prakash became even more worried after hearing the report.

He walked up to the map and pondered for a long time, looking at the marked locations.

It's clear that they're amassing a large force over at the big camphor tree.

Furthermore, they possess so many helicopters that even now they cannot determine the exact number of helicopters owned by the Chinese.

He had a premonition that the big camphor tree might be preparing to make its move before he could.

Even so.

He did not order an early attack.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't. The three-headed Shiva was still in an unstable state, and his attack range hadn't reached its ideal state.

He believes that if he takes action now, his chances of winning are at most 50%.

But if we wait two more days until the three-headed Shiva calamity lord completely mutates, our chances of winning will increase to 80%.

He decided to gamble for two more days.

He bet that the big camphor tree wouldn't launch an attack within the next two days.

But what he didn't know was that the acoustics expert from the big camphor tree had already arrived.

Moreover, the preparations for the large camphor tree were completed much faster than he had anticipated.

After leaving the communications room, Prakash entered an underground air-raid shelter.

As soon as I came in.

They found several officers at the forward base sitting around a tattered map, the atmosphere so somber it seemed frozen.

One of the officers was holding a telegram that had just been sent from headquarters in New Delhi.

"What's wrong?" Prakash asked, sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

"Take a look," the officer said, handing the telegram to Prakash.

He took it and read it from beginning to end without missing a single word. After reading it, he finally understood why everyone was so depressed.

The content was short, but the wording was very harsh.

The Grand Marshal explicitly demanded in the telegram that they must capture the snow area and obtain the plant that could alleviate the mutation, or they would be completely replaced.

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General Qahan led a portion of his troops to attack, but they were all wiped out, leaving them completely stunned.

They even considered not wanting to continue playing.

However, the message in the telegram was very clear: it had to be taken down.

Thinking of this, Prakash took a deep breath and said to the officers in the room:

"General Qahan has disappeared, but the orders will not change."

Prakash pointed to the map, his expression grave:
"What the Grand Marshal wants is that plateau in the snowy region, and the plants on that land."

If we can't get those plants, we'll all eventually turn into those mindless zombies outside!

A young officer standing nearby hesitated before speaking:

"But the enemy forces we are facing now have very strong firepower. The army of corpses and zombies that General Kahan led last time has all been wiped out. Moreover, we don't know if General Kahan is dead or alive. We haven't been able to contact him for several days."

Prakash looked up at him, a hint of decisiveness flashing in his eyes.

"No matter how strong our firepower is, we will take over the snow area."

In a couple of days, bring along that three-headed Shiva, and use sound waves immediately. I believe it will have a very good effect.

One of the young officers paused, a hint of fear appearing in his eyes, as if recalling the terror of Shiva, the calamity god.

"But the three-headed Shiva is still not in an stable state. After being fed so many mutation-inducing drugs these days, it seems that it is about to mutate again."

Furthermore, a couple of days ago, people from China flew over in helicopters. While the sonic attack emitted by that Shiva, the calamity deity, was very powerful, it also revealed a problem: its state was unstable. After emitting the sonic waves, it went into a state of confusion for a period of time and almost escaped our control.

Prakash walked to the tent entrance, gazed at the three enormous black shadows in the center of the valley in the distance, and after a while said:
"So we'll wait a bit longer. According to the researchers, the mutation will be over in two days."

Once their mutations are complete, the range of sound wave attacks will expand further.

The range of the sonic attack emitted by our Lord Shiva last time was approximately five kilometers.

Once they finish mutating and evolving, their attack range can extend to more than ten kilometers.

"Then we won't need to get close to the Nathu La Pass; we can severely damage their positions before even touching their defenses."

The young officer's expression changed:

"More than ten kilometers... can we launch an attack directly from outside their firing range?"

Prakash thought for a moment and then said:

"According to the reports from the returning reconnaissance personnel, they have heavy artillery."

We certainly can't attack from outside their firing range, but most of their artillery shouldn't be able to reach that far.

Therefore, we cannot rush things now.

Once the three-headed Shiva has mutated, the larger its attack range, the higher our chances of winning.

Once their attack range covers the entire Nathu La Pass, the pass's defenses will be nothing more than a paper wall.

The young officer, with bright eyes, nodded vigorously.

Prakash stood alone in front of the map, pondering the location of the Nathu La Pass marked on it.

Early the next morning, two helicopters took off from the north side of the Nathu La Pass and flew south.

The judge sat in the co-pilot's seat of the first helicopter.

Xue Zhihua sat in the cabin, with a sound wave collector in front of him, and various waveforms and numbers flashing on the screen.

Ding Zhao sat next to him, holding a signal analyzer in his hand.

The helicopter maintained a mid-altitude flight and continued south after crossing the Gyirong Valley.

After flying for about forty minutes, the judge signaled the pilot to descend.

The helicopter hovered behind a ridge, about eight kilometers from the forward base.

“This is it,” the judge said.

Xue Zhihua turned on the sound wave collector, adjusted the antenna direction, and aimed it at the forward base.

He stared at the screen for a while, his brow furrowing slightly.
"The signal is very mixed, with several frequencies overlapping."

It must be the sound wave signals emitted by those metal devices superimposed together.

Ding Zhao leaned closer to take a look at the screen and asked, "Can it be separated?"

Xue Zhihua did not answer, but tapped a few times on the keyboard, and the waveform on the screen began to change.

He looked at it for a while, then pointed to a waveform and said:

"This frequency is relatively low, so it should be emitted by Shiva himself."

The others all exhibited clear modulation characteristics, suggesting they originated from the metal devices.

Ding Zhao nodded: "If we can find the corresponding band for this low frequency, we will have a way to suppress it in a targeted manner."

Xue Zhihua didn't respond, but continued to stare at the screen, noting down several key frequencies in his notebook.

After a while, he looked up and asked:
"Did you bring that small directional sound wave transmitter we brought out with you this time?"

"I brought it," Ding Zhao replied.

Xue Zhihua thought for a moment and said, "I'll give it a try. I'll send out a low-power probe signal and see how they react. Can they fly a little closer?"

The judge couldn't help but remind him, "Don't get too close, or you'll be easily discovered."

Xue Zhihua nodded, adjusted the launcher's parameters, aimed it at the forward base, and pressed the button.

A few seconds later, a low rumble came from the center of the valley in the distance.

Through a high-powered professional observation microscope, the judge saw that one of the Shiva afflictions moved slightly, slowly raised its head, glanced at the sky, and then lowered its head again.

"It seems to be working," the judge said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)