Armor-piercing bullets don't believe in carbon-based monsters

Chapter 290 The Infiltration Company, the Attack!

"Zhang Tao agreed to our request, but only to a limited extent."

Standing in front of the catalytic furnace of the newly built nitric acid production line, Lei Jie said to Chen Jian:

“This kid is no good person at all—He Shuo’s judgment was right. He really is planning to use monsters to find a balance with us.”

"They don't want either us or the beast tide to win; they want to weaken both of us with limited intervention."

"Using one tiger to devour another, what he wants to do is no different from what Jin Cheng wanted to do before."

"However, he might have done it in a more subtle, or rather, a more gentle way?"

"really."

Chen Jian nodded.

"Once someone sits in the position of a saint, all the presupposed premises cease to apply."

“We originally thought Zhang Tao would be a revolutionary, but now it seems that power and status have corrupted him as well.”

"If there is a next time, and if we want to continue to try to control the Cult of Machine God through 'agents,' then we must consider this aspect."

“We must completely separate power from its rewards. He can have power, but he can no longer have the benefits that power brings him.”

"That must be difficult, right?"

"Of course it's difficult."

Chen Jian smiled.

"Let alone in this wasteland, even in our time, no one or any organization has ever truly achieved complete and thorough separation."

"This is inherently a thing that goes against human nature and logic."

"But how can I put it? Isn't progress inherently against human nature?"

"Moreover, in this world, the relatively barbaric environment gives us more possible strategies."

"In our terms back then, our arsenal and toolkits were far more abundant than any 'orderly social environment' could possibly be."

"What are your specific ideas?"

Lei Jie pressed for more information.

"It's very simple. On the one hand, we pave the way with ideals, which subjectively limits the intentions of those in power to seek personal gain."

"On the other hand, using the simplest and most direct 'extra-rule power' to suppress corruption can objectively prevent those in power from seeking personal gain, or punish them promptly after such behavior occurs, and confiscate all their gains."

"That's why I said our toolkit will be more comprehensive."

"Because in our time, we could only kill people under the most extreme circumstances."

"But now it's not so troublesome."

"This is pure authoritarian politics."

Lei Jie frowned slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then continued:

"This heavily depends on the purity of the top-level organization—if one day even we, even the Chinese army, lose our purity, then this system will naturally collapse."

"Indeed it is."

Chen Jian sighed.

"So this is just a short-term transitional solution. I haven't figured out what to do next."

"That's really complicated."

Lei Jie clicked his tongue and shook his head, then said:
"Compared to that, the question of how to climb the tech tree is much simpler."

"But then again, now that the nitric acid production line is complete, shouldn't we start manufacturing our own bullets and shells next?"

"Yes."

Chen Jian stretched his slightly sore neck a little, and then said:

"I judge that since Zhang Tao has shown a clear intention to delay, it is very likely that we will not receive any more ammunition from them before our ammunition supplies are completely exhausted."

"We must solve this ourselves."

"Now here's the question: if I asked you to manufacture enough shells for our use in a short period of time, do you think it would be difficult?"

Reggie thought for a moment, then replied:

"It's not difficult."

As he finished speaking, a tree diagram appeared on the smart eyepiece in front of Chen Jian, clearly showing all the materials and equipment needed to manufacture artillery shells.

"Our preliminary preparations were relatively thorough, and the materials were basically complete."

"The reserves of copper, steel, mercury, nitric acid, and natural oils are plentiful."

"Even based solely on our existing stock, it's enough for us to manufacture 300 to 400 152mm howitzer shells."

"The production work at the 011 base has never actually stopped; we still produce new raw materials every day."

"If the equipment can be delivered in a short time, we can conservatively estimate that the raw materials we produce each day can manufacture 30 to 40 shells."

"This number is actually sufficient to meet our ammunition reserve needs."

"To be honest, it's basically impossible for us to fight to that point - if we really run out of ammunition and supplies and have to make them on the spot, we might as well just drop a few nuclear bombs and wipe it all out."

"really."

Chen Jian nodded in agreement, but then asked:
"But no matter what, 30 rounds is just too low, isn't it?"

“Making shells is not the same as making gun barrels. As far as I know, even for the most complex shell fuses, we can use a suggested alternative similar to the M739.”

"Logically speaking, these small, precision parts should not be difficult to manufacture given the availability of metal 3D printing technology, right?"

"What's limiting production?"

"glycerin."

Lei Jie shrugged.

"We don't have oil, so we can only use natural oils to make glycerin through saponification."

"However, we don't have much natural oil either, so..."

"grass!"

Chen Jian suddenly swore, and Lei Jie looked at him, puzzled, and asked:
"What's wrong?"

What a waste!

Chen Jian was heartbroken.

"Have you forgotten? We just burned the corpses of thousands of monsters!"

"These corpses can't all be protein, right? At least a significant portion of them must be fat, right?"

"If we burn it all now, wouldn't that be a huge waste?"

"I go."

Lei Jie was dumbfounded.

"So you mean we should still make use of the corpses of the monsters we killed?"

"Of course! Since it's useful, we absolutely can't waste it!"

"So our most urgent task right now is not actually setting up the artillery shell production line."

"What's so difficult about producing artillery shells? If you follow the method in Peshawar, you can do it with a hand hammer."

"The most urgent task now is to build the incineration tower."

"Incineration Tower"

Lei Jie subconsciously repeated the word, then gasped and said:
"Honestly, I'm starting to get a little scared."

"The cremation tower is understandable, since the bodies need to be disposed of."

"But... something just doesn't feel right about the incineration towers built to obtain natural oils."

"Don't make wild connections."

Chen Jian quickly interrupted Lei Jie.

"We're only burning monsters, we don't plan to burn anything else."

"Well, you'd have to have something to burn first. Forget it, let's skip this topic."

"Shen Yue's guerrilla operation is about to begin. I think you should go and take a look."

"You're really scared."

Chen Jian smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing, and then said:
"Okay, I'll go check on him first."

"But no matter what, the incineration tower must be built."

"After all, we're really short of both glycerin and soap right now."

A few minutes later, Chen Jian walked up behind Shen Yue, who was selecting new recruits in the 011 base square.

He didn't step forward immediately, but waited quietly in place, watching Shen Yue call out names one by one.

"Chen Shu!"

"To!"

"Exit!"

"Li Shiyi!"

"Here!" "Step forward!"

"The remaining money!"

"To!"

"Exit!"

One name after another was read out by Shen Yue, and one figure after another stepped out of the queue.

By the time the roll call ended, there were 30 people standing outside the queue.

Each of these thirty men is a "combat hero" who performed heroic deeds in previous battles, but the reason they are standing here today is not to receive their medals and rewards.

On the contrary, they were given the "opportunity to continue fighting".

These thirty men will be incorporated into the newly established infiltration company, and will work alongside two Chinese infantry squads to carry out infiltration and attack missions against the beast tide.

What they're doing is more than just reconnaissance.

What they need to do is, with the support of heavy equipment including tanks, towed artillery, automatic howitzers, and 107mm rocket launchers, launch a devastating attack on all monsters in sight at key gathering points of the beast tide, far from the base and supply lines.

Their goal is to quickly kill the leader-level monsters with high efficiency, disrupt the overall command of the beast tide, and ultimately delay the gathering of the beast tide.

Without a doubt, this will be an extremely difficult and dangerous task.

Even their limited supplies could only be delivered by Mosquito bombers.

If, after a battle, supplies arrive slower than expected, leaving the flanking company short of ammunition, they are likely to face a desperate situation of running out of ammunition and food.

Therefore, based on this harsh reality, Shen Yue's decision to infiltrate the company's members was made with the utmost clarity.

One ironclad rule:
It must be voluntary.

But to his surprise, even on the premise of "complete voluntariness", 30 people actually volunteered to participate in the infiltration unit.

This number may not seem like much, and it's not a large proportion compared to the hundreds of young adults, but Chen Jian knows that no matter how you measure it, the result is already quite astonishing.

His gaze swept over the thirty new recruits from the "Militia Reserve" who were standing at the front of the line, and his eyes gradually locked onto the new recruit named "Yu Qian".

It must be said that Chen Jian was deeply impressed by him.

Remain calm when cornered, launch a fierce counterattack when in dire straits, and deliver the final blow calmly after gaining the upper hand.
Although he does not yet possess the basic abilities a warrior should have, he already possesses a mindset that many people can only dream of.

This is rare.

This quality is far more valuable than skills that can be acquired through training.

Perhaps he will achieve great things in the future?
Perhaps he will become the second yellow croaker?

Chen Jian dared not make a definitive statement, but the look in his eyes as he looked at Yu Qian was indeed full of anticipation.

Of course, there are still doubts.

In his memory, Yu Qian had relatives.

And they have a young son and daughter.

Is he really going to abandon his children to participate in such a dangerous mission?
This doesn't make sense at all, does it?

I don't understand.

Chen Jian's gaze was almost fixed on Yu Qian, and clearly, Yu Qian also noticed his focused gaze.

But when facing Shen Yue, he could only keep his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Shen Yue's words of admonition and encouragement echoed across the square, and in the final part of his speech, he said with a powerful and resounding voice:
“You are still just a piece of raw iron.”

"But you will become the sharpest sword of the Chinese army!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted, and shouts gradually rose up.

After the speeches, what followed was a weapons conferment ceremony, much like a "ranking ceremony."

When brand-new weapons were handed to the soldiers of the infiltration company, and when the tank that served as a "stabilizing force" in Base 011 drove up in front of them, the pride in the eyes of these brave and fearless soldiers could no longer be concealed.

The ceremony was basically over, and the soldiers of the infiltration company discussed the weapons they had just received, excitedly speculating about their next mission.

Chen Jian didn't get a chance to talk to Shen Yue—he was already surrounded by veteran soldiers of the Huaxia Army who had infiltrated the company.

So Chen Jian simply walked over to Yu Qian, who was standing at the edge of the crowd and looked somewhat "lonely".

The latter noticed him approaching, hesitated for a moment, and then took the initiative to come forward.

"Captain!"

Yu Qian awkwardly imitated the old soldier, standing at attention and saluting Chen Jian. Chen Jian returned the salute and then spoke:
"You have spare money, right?"

"I remember you."

"That night, you and I took down that level two monster together."

"You're very good—but to be honest, you're a little too fast."

"I was originally thinking of leaving it with a complete corpse, but you poured a furnace of molten iron on it and it was all gone."

Chen Jian's last few words were clearly joking, which Yu Qian could naturally tell.

So, after an awkward laugh, he answered:

"If I can fight alongside the commander again next time, I will definitely listen carefully to your orders first."

"I was so panicked at the time, I thought I was going to die there."

"Human nature."

Chen Jian nodded, then asked directly:
"Logically speaking, the feeling of escaping death shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"You've already been through it once, do you want to go through it a few more times?"

You also have a son and a daughter, both of whom are quite young.

"Why did you apply to join the Infiltration Company? Don't you know what the Infiltration Company's mission is?"

".I know."

Yu Qian let out a long sigh.

He then answered:

"It's precisely because I know what the mission of the infiltration company is that I'm determined to join."

"Commander Shen Yue made it very clear to us that if we cannot stop the beast tide from gathering, and if we cannot break them into small clusters that we can handle through infiltration, then the fate of Jinling New City will definitely not be good."

"Someone has to do this, and someone will always do it."

"Look, we already have 30 people now, don't we?"

"But I can't not go just because they went."

"Because this is my own choice."

"I'm asking about your choice."

Chen Jian waved his hand to interrupt Yu Qian, and then said:

"Forget about these empty words, all I see is that you ultimately chose to abandon your children."

"I did not abandon them."

Yu Qian said seriously:
"If the infiltration team completes its mission, even if I die, the survivors will take good care of me."

"If the infiltration unit fails to complete its mission, even if I survive temporarily, I won't be able to live for long."

"Commander, you may not know this, but I've always wanted to be a businessman."

"Right now, I'm just making a businessman's choice."

".clear."

Chen Jian nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

He knew that Yu Qian hadn't been completely honest with him.

But this is not important.

From the moment he chose to join the infiltration unit, he had already proven his stance.

After leaving Yuqian, Chen Jian spoke with each of the other soldiers from the infiltration company.

Some people say a few more words, while others just say, "Thank you for your hard work, keep up the good work."

After he finished speaking with the last person, the newly formed flanking company was fully assembled.

They are about to win their first mission.

It is both training and real combat.

Weapons in place, equipment in place.

Facing the blood-red setting sun, they left Base 011 and headed into the unknown dangers of the distance.

Watching the smoke and dust gradually disappear into the distance, Chen Jian picked up the radio.

Then he spoke over the radio:
"All comrades in the infiltration company, listen to my orders."

"Base 011 has established an electronic beacon and will establish a physical aerial beacon."

"If you lose your bearings in future battles, or need to evacuate quickly in danger."

"Remember, keep moving toward the beacon!"

(End of this chapter)