The male supporting character was actually myself.

Bullshit! What freedom? If zombies are freed, won't humans suffer? In my opinion, killing all the zombies is the only way!

So as soon as my dad and I landed on the island, we stopped obeying those lunatics' orders. Our plan was to figure out the situation on the island, create chaos at headquarters, and then launch the fireworks plan. We never expected it to turn out like this on just the first day.”

"Fireworks Project?" The handsome uncle paused, his attempt to start the car stalled, and asked, "Wasn't it already launched back then? After that, the Guardian took over and began building a brand new resort island."

Chapter Eleven: Tonight is still a long night.

Evelyn pursed her lips and explained, "'Operation Fireworks' is just a code name. It's the code name for the operation that will be launched to violently eliminate zombies and raze the entire island to the ground when the resort island encounters a crisis."

As far as I know, Guardian Angel Company's last line of defense on the island is Project Fireworks. It's also an action mandated by relevant departments to ensure land security. There's a button somewhere on the island; pressing it will detonate a bomb buried underground, destroying the entire island!

"Buzz..." The car radio emitted a faint electrical sound, and Mark's cautious voice came through, "Let's set off quickly and adjust our condition while there are no zombies nearby."

There were no zombies around, of course. Jiang Chen got into the car and sat in the passenger seat with a slight smile. The zombies within a three-mile radius had long been dealt with by the Soul Artifact.

"Host, the script is updating." The fluffy dumpling poked its head out only after hearing that there were no zombies and complained, "It must be because we took the female lead out of the safe house that it triggered another chain reaction. This mission world is really troublesome. It would have been better to just issue the mission directly. It's too fragile to be so easily destroyed."

My team already has a handsome older man and Julia, both of whom have connections to the island. Suddenly, a father and daughter who seem to be even more familiar with the resort island have joined the team, along with some kind of zombie human rights protection organization.

As expected, this is a standard feature in movies!

According to Evelyn, after they broke free from the organization's control, someone else had clearly carried out the plan. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, manipulating the Horcrux to slay zombies in the distance, speculating about how the story would unfold.

It has been at least seven years since the zombie virus appeared, and there has been no large-scale pollution, nor have we heard of any humans evolving to possess superpowers or other special abilities.

Han Sha, the female lead, is just a fitness instructor, so what exactly is this script trying to express?

Is it just a filler movie that's basically a bad one?

Based on the usual pattern in these stories, there's a high chance there'll be a lab on the island, specifically researching zombie viruses or something similar. Hopefully, there won't be any drug leaks, otherwise dealing with that would be too difficult.

The sky remained dark, with neither stars nor moon.

The recording equipment was working diligently, and the Horcruxes were frantically slaying the zombies wandering in the night. Jiang Chen felt that as long as the car had enough gas, driving around the island for six or seven hours would be enough to solve the problem.

"Strange, why is it so quiet all the way here?" The handsome middle-aged man's expression grew increasingly serious as he drove, and he asked in a low voice, "Have you heard any other sounds?"

If it was headquarters sending people to encircle and suppress them, there should have been gunfire, right?

But look at the ground... Good heavens, so many zombies... Who killed them all?

Perhaps because the car was going too fast and he couldn't see clearly, the handsome uncle used a walkie-talkie to remind the car behind him to pull over and stop, and then shone a flashlight outwards.

On the barren Gobi Desert, many zombies lay crookedly, and without exception, their heads had been cut off by sharp weapons, and some had even been dismembered into eight pieces.

"Holy crap! Who did this?" Evelyn peered over to examine the nearest zombie. The wounds were smooth, and even the bones were cleanly broken. "No, this definitely couldn't be done by human! How come I've never heard of such a sharp weapon that doesn't even make a sound?"

"It's only been a few minutes from when we hid in the safe house to when we came out. If someone had passed by and killed so many zombies, we would definitely have heard the noise. This is a huge undertaking. Even if the zombies just stood there obediently and let us kill them one by one, it would still take at least half an hour, right?"

The old man looked on with increasing confusion, then looked up and asked, "Mark, have you ever heard that the resort island headquarters has such awesome weapons?"

"No, no." He thought for a moment, then laughed awkwardly and continued, "Maybe it's because my level isn't high enough, so... After all, I really didn't know that the safe house had automatically activated surveillance equipment."

Even if such a weapon existed, with current technology, it would be quite large, wouldn't it? It's impossible for it to have killed so many zombies silently without us hearing a sound.

"That's really strange!"

Which way should we go now?

"Should we go to headquarters to check on the situation?"

"Are there any other survivors nearby who need help...?"

…………

Just as Jiang Chen and his group were discussing their next goals and directions, the headquarters of the resort island, located on the opposite southeastern shore and home to several luxurious buildings, was brightly lit but unusually quiet, with not a single person in sight.

In the high-tech monitoring hall of the emergency headquarters, rows of computers glowed with a dim light. Most of the seats were empty, except for one person sitting in the corner staring blankly at the large screen.

"Da da da……"

The soft sound of leather shoes tapping the ground was all the more noticeable in the quiet night.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, strolled in and went straight to the last staff member on duty. "Is there any unexpected situation on the island?"

"Yes, yes!" The other person tried hard to suppress his panic, swallowed hard, and whispered, "Steward Zhang, even after the password to the safe house on the island was changed, several were still forced open. I... I've already opened the spare gas canisters as instructed...they..."

He couldn't continue speaking. Manager Zhang smiled, nodded, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. "Relax. After tonight, you'll be promoted to the headquarters of the Guardian Group. You won't have to stay on the island and never see your family again."

The staff member on duty nodded nervously, "Thank you, Manager Zhang!"

"Open the screen of the safe house you processed, let me take a look."

He obediently pointed out the five surveillance feeds and said nervously, "The surveillance equipment in safe house W-14 near Warrior's Canyon was destroyed by the security guard who broke in. It seems he knew the location of the equipment inside very well. I've also released the poison gas; they shouldn't have been able to escape..."

The computer screen displayed five images of corpses lying haphazardly inside the safe house, all of whom appeared to be asleep.

"Hmm, not bad." Manager Zhang glanced at it and saw a large red cross on the completely black screen of safe house W-14, indicating that the gas canister had been opened as required.

All other safe houses are shown as closed.

He was quite satisfied. As long as he ensured that all the activated safe houses were covered in poison gas and no survivors escaped, the rest was not important. In any case, the entire island would be razed to the ground after tonight, and the treatment of those hiding in the safe houses was merely a precaution in case the safe houses were too sturdy and lucky ones might escape.

Better safe than sorry; it's always good to carefully consider and deal with any situation.

"Keep a close eye on things; there's still a long night ahead."

"Yes, Steward Zhang!"

Watching the other party leave the monitoring hall, the staff on duty finally breathed a sigh of relief, though they were still shaken.

During my daytime off, I got so caught up in a fling with two hot female tourists that I didn't get enough rest. As soon as I started my shift, I was so sleepy that I could barely keep my eyes open.

He only found out after starting work that a secret raid was going to be carried out on the island that night, and he was the chosen executor. If he could complete the mission, he could enter the group headquarters, earn a high salary, and live in a bustling city. He felt a little nervous and scared, but more than that, he was looking forward to it and excited.

Even if the sky falls, the Guardian Company will hold it up; all you need to do is complete the tasks and get the benefits.

However, the intense emotions were no match for the physical exhaustion, and I don't know when I fell asleep!

A tourist wakes up to find a safe house in turmoil. The visitors who entered not only uncover a terrifying secret but also destroyed the surveillance equipment...

Chapter Twelve: The Sweep Operation

The sudden incident jolted his still-unconscious mind. Without hesitation, the on-duty personnel immediately deleted the surveillance video that would ruin their future and opened the gas canister in safe house W-14, hoping that everything was still in time.

If those people hadn't left and were still in the safe house, they would definitely be dead.

If they leave the safe house and try to go somewhere else, they will be torn to pieces by zombies sooner or later, given their limited firearms and ammunition reserves!

Of course, if they manage to sneak into another unopened safe house, all I have to do is press the gas button immediately; everything is under my control anyway.

"The night is still long..." The staff member on duty sighed as he looked out at the quiet night.

At the same time, recalling the two hot girls from earlier that day, she tried her best to stay awake. If she fell asleep again and something unexpected happened and her boss found out, she would lose this good job!

After leaving the monitoring hall and checking all the other departments to make sure everything was normal, Manager Zhang swiped his card through a dimly lit long corridor and entered the internal high-rise private elevator, which led him down the corridor.

"This batch is the first to be shipped, handle with care."

"The last batch of paper documents has been collected in box N2."

"What about the experimental subjects? There seems to be some problem with the transportation?"

"Get the most important mutant out of here first..."

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The elevator stopped on an unknown number of underground floors, and Manager Zhang heard a commotion as soon as he stepped out.

A group of staff members in protective suits were carrying large boxes, seemingly transporting something, while researchers in uniforms were organizing large amounts of data and supplies to be moved in various rooms.

"Manager Zhang, the situation regarding transportation is a little different from what we were told before. We still have many valuable experimental subjects that need to be transported!"

"Wasn't the evacuation supposed to start at 9 PM? Why is it suddenly so much earlier?"

“We need more people to help; these are all very valuable research results…”

…………

Upon seeing him approach, many researchers wearing thick-lensed glasses surrounded him, chattering amongst themselves.

In contrast to the vast, monotonous white laboratory underground, on the twenty-first floor, a large, luxurious conference room houses a man with gray hair, meticulously combed, and a serious expression. On the opposite screen, a young woman wearing black-rimmed glasses is having a video call with him.

"The cleanup operation has already begun. The resort island will be completely razed to the ground after tonight. Why haven't you left yet?" The young woman asked with a slight frown, "Has the plan changed?"

The other person shook their head, their tone flat. "The original plan remains unchanged. The lab supplies have already begun to be transferred. I stayed behind because I'm worried that without someone to keep an eye on things, the people below might just do whatever they want. You must understand that this step in the plan is extremely important; there can't be the slightest mistake!"

"No wonder they chose you, you really are very reliable."

"It concerns the company's future, so we can't be careless. In order to plan the cleanup operation, I started making various preparations six months in advance, and the tourists who came to the island a few days ago were screened multiple times."

In addition to deliberately luring over those damned zombie human rights protection organizations through various means, they also ensured that the deaths of others would have no impact.

They're just ordinary people. The company could easily pay their families compensation and shift the blame to Maruta Freight Company. Once the new resort island is under construction and being marketed again, nobody will care what happened on the island..."

"Your planned operation was truly brilliant. Not only did it shift the blame for the out-of-control situation on the resort island to the zombie human rights protection organization, but it also completely dragged that damned Maruta Freight Company into the mess. The angry public won't think; they'll just gang up on Maruta Company and make sure it never recovers, thus shifting the blame for human smuggling away from them."

"And our Guardian Company will transform itself into the victim, and by upgrading the resort island's operations again, we can shut down those troublesome commoners."

“That’s right, so tonight is crucial. To avoid being discovered, we have no choice but to move and start the fireworks plan tonight. I don’t have time to chat with you anymore, I have to go check on the helicopter preparations.”

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Borrell. We'll be able to raise a glass together at the victory celebration soon."

"Looking forward to dancing with you!"

After the video call ended, a faint smile appeared on Bo Rui's usually serious and meticulous face. Then, as he looked out at the quiet night outside the window, the smile quickly faded.

He didn't leave the resort island immediately, partly because he was guarding it, but he didn't mention the most important reason.

I'm so reluctant to part with it!

This island was the culmination of his entire life's work from the very beginning; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's like his own child.

Even the amusement facilities on the island were personally approved and overseen by him during construction. Over the years, he has managed the resort island to thrive without a single safety incident. His excellent reputation is entirely due to his hard work.

Not to mention the connection with Maruta Freight Company, importing "livestock" from other places to be transformed into zombies to continuously replenish the stock for tourists to hunt, and doing everything possible to suppress any dissent...

Every single thing, every blade of grass and tree on the island, represents the culmination of my hard work, and has brought me rich rewards and more opportunities. It's truly hard to part with it.

However, the fireworks plan must be activated tonight to destroy the entire island!

It's all because of Guardian Angel Company!

It was all their fault that forced me to give up the resort island!