Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

air.

Qu Xing, leading four helicopters, maintained altitude and flew towards the forward base.

It's only a little over 100 kilometers, and the helicopter will take you there in about 20 minutes.

When they were about 20 kilometers from the target, he signaled the pilot to lower the altitude and hover the helicopter behind the ridgeline.

Through the porthole, he raised his binoculars and carefully scanned the valley below.

The three-headed Shiva remained in his original position, like three silent giant towers standing in the center of the valley.

A small number of zombies are still scattered around the edge of the dense forest.

Qu Xing observed for a while, then pressed the communication button:
"The target location has not changed, the three-headed Shiva is still in the same place, and the zombie horde is scattered around the valley, with no signs of unusual gathering."

The judge's voice came from the other end of the communicator:

"Maintain distance and continue to observe. Report any abnormalities immediately."

"Understood," Qu Xing replied, continuing to stare at the valley through his binoculars.

ground.

Shortly after the convoy left the Nathu La Pass, the terrain ahead began to become more complex.

The road winds its way through the hills, with the vegetation on both sides becoming increasingly dense, and trees and vines intertwining to form a green barrier.

The drone flies low to the ground, transmitting real-time terrain data from ahead.

The drivers looked at the route guidance on the screen, adjusted the steering wheel, and tried to avoid the overly dense bushes.

After driving for about half an hour, the terrain ahead began to become relatively flat and open, but the ground was still covered with weeds that were more than half a meter high.

Heavy trucks churned over the overgrown weeds, making a rustling sound, their wheels leaving deep ruts in the soft grass.

"Team Leader Yang, the terrain ahead is flat and the view is wide open. We should be able to increase our speed now," the drone operator said to Yang Tianlong.

Yang Tianlong glanced at the footage transmitted back by the drone inside the armored vehicle, picked up the communicator, and gave the convoy an order to speed up.

The convoy's speed increased from 20 kilometers per hour to 40 kilometers per hour.

The convoy continued to move forward.

The dense forest along the way grew increasingly dense, with trees on both sides blocking out the sun. Only a few rays of sunlight occasionally pierced through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The armored vehicle at the front rolled over the weeds that were more than half a meter tall, and its body swayed slightly on the undulating ground.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining on the silver-gray car bodies and reflecting a dazzling, cold light.

Twenty heavy trucks equipped with infrasound resonance devices were scattered in the middle of the convoy, with each truck maintaining a distance of about 600 to 800 meters from the others.

The convoy was impressive, and it was getting closer and closer to the forward base.

In the center of the group.

Xiao Jun sat in one of the armored command vehicles. He looked up at the screen, which displayed the real-time location map of the entire convoy and terrain data transmitted back by the drone.

He stared at the screen for a moment, then pressed the communication button:
"Attention all units, we are about to enter the core area of ​​the dense forest."

The drone has already scouted the route; there is a relatively open wilderness passage on the left that can be bypassed.

However, the dense forests on both sides of the wasteland still pose a risk of ambush; vigilance must be maintained.

Yang Tianlong's voice came through the communicator:

"Roger that. The advance armored convoy will proceed on the left, followed by heavy trucks and transport vehicles. The escort team will maintain flank protection."

The convoy began to adjust its direction, turning from the narrow valley entrance onto the wasteland on the left.

The weeds on the wasteland were shorter than those at the edge of the dense forest, but they still grew to above knee height.

The wheels rolled over the low weeds, making a rustling sound.

Dozens of armored vehicles deployed on both sides of the convoy, forming a protective barrier.

Xiao Jun glanced at the distance data, then at the dense forest area marked on the map, and said into the communicator:
"Twenty kilometers from the forward base. All mechs, prepare to disembark."

The convoy slowly came to a stop.

The rear doors of twenty heavy trucks opened simultaneously, and silver-gray mechs rose one by one from inside the truck beds and stepped out.

The heavy metal foot stomped on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Each mech was over five meters tall, its silver-gray armor gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sparse sunlight.

They stood on both sides of the convoy, like a row of silent steel giants.

crunch--

Su Yuan sat in the cockpit of one of the mechs, pushed the control stick, and the mech started moving, following the outside of the convoy.

His fingers rested lightly on the control stick, his gaze sweeping across the dense forest ahead. "Mech number 3 is in position."

Inside the other mech, Song Biao was also checking the weapon system, confirming that the laser cannon was fully charged and the alloy battle sword was fixed to the mech's left arm. "Number 1 is in position."

The responses came from the operators of the other mechs one after another.

"Number 2 is in position."

"Mech number 20 is in position."

After hearing that everyone was in position, Song Biao ordered, "All of you, listen to my command and disperse around the convoy to protect its safety."

As he spoke, he pushed the control stick to move the mech.

The convoy restarted.

Twenty mechs were scattered on both sides and behind the convoy, and the ground trembled slightly with each step they took.

Meanwhile, in the dense forest outside the forward base, Indian scouts had already spotted the outline of this massive convoy.

Through their binoculars, they saw the armored vehicles and infantry transport vehicles, as well as the mechs that were over five meters tall.

"My God... what... what is that?" An Indian man put down his binoculars, his voice trembling slightly.

His companion took the binoculars, looked at them for a while, and then his hands began to tremble.
"That looks like some kind of mecha. The Chinese actually have this kind of weapon!"

The news quickly reached Prakash.

Prakash stood at the entrance of the command center, his brow furrowed, and remarked with a sigh, "The technological strength of the Chinese is far greater than I imagined."

The adjutant stood beside him, his voice tense: "General, how do we deal with those mechs?"

Prakash did not answer.

He turned and went back to his office, picked up the communicator, and gave the order:

"Order the personnel lying in ambush in the dense forest to prepare and control the zombie horde. As soon as the Chinese convoy enters the ambush zone, launch an attack immediately. Do not wait for my orders."

"receive."

In the dense forest, the zombies and combat personnel lurking deep in the shadows received their orders and waited silently.

The bushes swayed, revealing pairs of eyes that glowed red, before disappearing back into the shadows.

The convoy continued forward, traveling another five kilometers, with about fifteen kilometers remaining to reach the forward base.

The forest ahead grew increasingly dense, and the trees on both sides were ridiculously thick.

Xiao Jun sat in the armored command vehicle, staring at the real-time LiDAR and thermal imaging data transmitted back on the screen. His brows furrowed slightly. This kind of place was easy for an ambush to occur.

He carefully examined the screen and immediately contacted the convoy using the communicator:
"Attention all units, a large number of heat source signals have been detected deep in the dense forest ahead, about two kilometers away from us."

The number is at least tens of thousands, and they are moving towards the convoy from both sides. Millimeter-wave radar has also confirmed a large number of dense reflective signals in the dense forest, slowly approaching.

His voice came through the communicator: "Halt!"

The convoy slowly came to a stop, and the cannons of the armored vehicles were slightly raised, aimed at the dense forest on both sides.

Immediately afterward, looking at the image on the screen, he quickly gave the following command:
"Artillery and rockets ready, cover fire."

"Target area, extending 800 meters from the edge of the dense forest ahead, indiscriminate fire coverage, with simultaneous suppression by helicopters."

The moment the order was given, the gunners quickly adjusted their firing parameters.

The machine gunner on the armored vehicle raised his gun and aimed at the faintly swaying treetops at the edge of the dense forest.

"All units, fire!"

In an instant, more than a hundred cannons roared simultaneously, their dense shells tearing through the air and crashing into the dense forest ahead. High-explosive shells exploded in the canopy, shattering thick tree trunks into pieces, sending splinters of wood and leaves flying through the air.

Immediately afterwards, the rockets, trailing long plumes of flame, hurtled in and exploded into huge fireballs on the ground. The shockwaves uprooted the surrounding trees, and soil and branches were thrown into the air.

At the same time, helicopters circling overhead also joined the attack.

The machine gun under the fuselage emitted a dull roar, and the ammunition belt swept across the edge of the dense forest, turning the zombies that had just emerged from the shadows of the trees into pieces.

Several helicopters descended and launched a deep bombing raid into the dense forest with rockets. The explosions lit up the forest one after another, illuminating the entire grove as if it were daytime.

Boom boom boom boom boom—

The shelling lasted for about five minutes.

When the last round of shells landed, the edge of the dense forest ahead had been reduced to scorched earth.

Broken tree trunks lay scattered haphazardly on the burning earth, and shattered corpses and enemy bodies were strewn across the scorched ground, filling the air with a strong smell of burning.

Xiao Jun's voice came through the communicator again:

"Attention all units, a large number of zombies have been detected rapidly approaching from one kilometer ahead, and their numbers remain substantial."

Armored vehicles and mechs are ready; helicopters continue suppressive fire.

Before the words were even finished, hordes of zombies began to pour out from the wreckage at the edge of the dense forest. They trampled over the scorched earth, passed through burning tree trunks, and charged toward the convoy.

Most of the zombies were still engulfed in flames, but they felt no pain and continued to run forward madly.

Their sheer number almost covered the entire open space in front, like a black tide spreading out from the edge of the dense forest.

"Fire!" Xiao Jun's voice rang out from the communicator.

The machine guns on the armored vehicle spewed fire again, and bullets rained down on the zombies that rushed out.

Several zombies charging at the front were hit in the head, their bodies thrown backward by the impact, and they fell to the ground motionless.

But more zombies poured out of the dense forest at incredible speed, running almost skimming the ground, their mouths agape and covered in slime, charging straight at the armored vehicle at the front of the convoy.

Su Yuan controlled the mecha, continuously firing the laser cannon in his right hand.

Just as a zombie leaped out of the bushes and lunged at the mecha's legs, Su Yuan pushed the control stick, and the mecha spun rapidly. The three-meter-long alloy sword in the left hand swept across, slicing the zombie in half at the waist.

The half-zombie on the ground was still struggling, but it was quickly shot through the head by the combatants in the truck behind it.

"Attention all units, maintain formation and do not scatter."

Xiao Jun's voice came through the communicator, "Mech units, guard both flanks and don't let the zombies rush into the core area of ​​the convoy."

Su Yuan maneuvered the mecha, readjusted his position, and stood to the left front of the heavy truck convoy.

He saw another wave of zombies rushing out of the dense forest ahead, numbering at least tens of thousands.

Interspersed among them were dozens of significantly larger mutants, whose skin had a dark green sheen and looked like some kind of altered stitched bodies.

Su Yuan took a deep breath, pushed the control stick, and the mecha took a step forward, forming an ironclad defensive line with the convoy.

The engines on the back of the mech emitted a deep roar, which mingled with the engine sounds of the armored vehicle.

Meanwhile, Indian soldiers, accompanied by zombies, began attacking the convoy from the depths of the forest.

They hid among the dense canopy and vines, using the plants as cover to launch an attack on the convoy's flank.

Several Indian soldiers jumped down from a large tree and rushed toward an infantry transport vehicle, but the combat personnel on the side of the vehicle reacted very quickly and took them down with a short burst of fire.

On the other side, in the bushes, several Indian soldiers tried to ambush the armored vehicle with rifles, but the helicopters in the air had already spotted them and a burst of machine gun fire turned the bushes into sieves.

Zombies poured out of the dense forest on both sides of the convoy in droves, their numbers almost enough to induce despair.

The zombies seemed endless, one wave falling only to be replaced by another rushing forward. They trampled over the corpses of their comrades, roaring as they charged toward the armored convoy ahead.

The ground was quickly covered with corpses, almost forming a low wall.

But the team is still making steady progress.

The armored vehicle's cannons fired continuously, and the mech's silhouette stood out conspicuously in the sunlight. Each swing of its blade sliced ​​through several zombies simultaneously, and each laser cannon shot from its palm blasted a swarm of zombies into pieces.

The infantrymen, relying on vehicles and armored vehicles, accurately fired at the zombies that tried to approach and the Indian soldiers lurking in the bushes.

"45th Battalion, left flank!"

"Sixty-threeth Battalion, right flank!"

"18th Detachment, watch out for the area 30 meters ahead!"

"Xiao Su, help me."

The communications channel was filled with the urgent but clear instructions from the various grassroots commanders, with no gaps in communication.

Sitting in the command vehicle, Xiao Jun looked at the scattered red dots on the screen, his voice steady and powerful:
"Maintain formation, keep pushing forward, don't stop."

The convoy continued to move forward.

Twenty mechs were scattered on both sides and at the rear of the convoy, forming an indestructible steel barrier.

Helicopters circled overhead, machine guns and rockets continuously suppressing the zombie horde at the edge of the dense forest, providing air support for the ground teams.

The armored vehicle's cannons continuously spewed fire, pulverizing any mutants that tried to approach.

At the very front of the convoy, Yang Tianlong led a line of armored vehicles in a wedge formation, using flamethrowers to clear the zombie horde at the edge of the dense forest ahead.

Flames spread through the woods, igniting the zombies lurking in the bushes. The burning zombies let out mournful howls and rolled on the ground.

difficult.

The convoy advanced another two kilometers.

The dense forest ahead gradually thinned out, and through the sparse shadows of the trees, one could see the edge of the open valley in the distance, as well as the vague outlines of the positions hidden in the mist.

"The forward base is just ahead." Xiao Jun's voice came through the communicator, calm in tone but with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

at the same time.

Prakash stood at the entrance of the command post, looking at the distant wildfire and the increasingly close outlines of armored vehicles and mechs, and finally lost his composure.

He finally spoke, saying, "It's too late, we can't wait any longer."

"Immediately have Shiva, the Lord of Disasters, launch a sonic attack on those convoys."

"Once the sonic attack ends, immediately send troops with the zombies to overwhelm the Chinese and eliminate them."

"Yes."

A few seconds later.

A dull, low-frequency vibration came from the center of the valley.

The three-headed Shiva, the calamity lord, slowly raised his head and let out a low, trembling roar.

The sound was like a storm from the depths of the earth, carrying invisible sound waves as it swept towards the convoy.

The infrasonic resonant array was activated as soon as it reached five kilometers from the forward base.

Twenty pieces of equipment worked simultaneously, forming an invisible barrier around the entire convoy. That barrier, like an indestructible wall, stood firmly between the convoy and the three-headed Shiva.

Low-frequency sound waves are significantly weakened when they come into contact with the barrier, leaving only a faint vibration, like someone throwing a small pebble into the water, creating a few almost invisible ripples.

Xue Zhihua stared at the instrument panel in his hand, and after confirming that all the equipment was running stably, he pressed the communication button and said:
"They've started. Shiva, the calamity god, has already used infrasound. Our protective network is functioning normally."

After listening, Xiao Jun quickly pressed the communication button and calmly said:
"Missile vehicle, prepare to target the three-headed Shiva."

"While Shiva, the calamity lord, is unable to move due to the infrasound waves he emits, wipe them all out."

The cannons on the four missile launchers slowly turned, emitting a low mechanical sound.

The muzzles of all eight heavy cannons were raised simultaneously, aimed at the three enormous creatures in the center of the valley.

"emission."

Eight heavy artillery shells simultaneously left the muzzle, whistling sharply as they hurtled towards the three-headed Shiva.

The shells traced eight arcs in the air, resembling eight golden meteors in the sunlight, trailing long flames as they hurtled towards the valley ahead.

Boom—Boom boom—Boom boom boom—

(End of this chapter)