I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Ha... What the hell is going on? Why is this guy so strong!" Sur put away his sword and breathed in the cold air to cool down his body.

"That guy must be an elite who's particularly good at fighting other undead." This reminded Sun Yang of the big brothers he faced in his previous life's games. When the player's health was only around 1,000 at the end, some helpers could reach over 10,000 in the final battle, ten times the player's health.

And this HP will continue to increase as the game progresses. I am your big brother in the first game, and I can still be your big brother later. You can't look down on your big brother.

Now Sun Yang finally understood what those incredibly thick health buddies were like. Unprotected, they took an armor-piercing bullet, and it only cracked their skull. Their bodies were more than just tough. It was truly a high-magic worldview.

"Professor, it's so difficult for us to defeat one of them. What if there are more than a dozen people like this in the arena..." Sur said with a frown.

"It doesn't matter. I have found the right people. Where is the heavy armored team? Heavy armored team, assemble!" Sun Yang called out the window interface and called out the heavy armored troops that had not been seen for a long time.

56 A fierce battle with the undead!

The heavy armored troops, the fire support team sent by Javier. When Sun Yang arrived at the Dark Soul, there was a BGM-71 anti-armor missile launcher team, two grenade launcher teams, two mortar teams, and two rocket launcher teams at the base.

Although Sun Yang didn't understand why those carrying rocket launchers could be called heavy armored troops, he had already ordered the base to produce a large number of AT4 and MK153 to deal with highly armored units.

However, in the eyes of Sun Yang, who has little military knowledge, AT4 is a disposable anti-armor rocket launcher, and MK153 is a rocket launcher that can be loaded with different ammunition. Apart from these two, he only knows a Stinger missile launcher that can be accurately aimed.

There's no other reason, it's just because Sun Yang used this thing to blow up Soviet helicopters when playing Call of Duty. And this thing has a longer range, at least farther than a rocket launcher, and it's very accurate.

Back in the End of the Americas world, Sun Yang had already asked several T-dolls who had been active there to search for Stinger missiles. However, the map was too large, and finding a complete and usable Stinger missile was not easy, so he could only wait.

And the battle between Sur and the undead warrior just now further strengthened Sun Yang's determination to produce a bazooka. A humanoid wasn't necessarily stronger than a trained undead. Anyone with enough blood essence and stamina on the other side could charge into a crowd with a shield and become invincible.

If it were a normal humanoid, they'd probably have been chopped to pieces by the giant sword. Undeads have a very high upper limit. Rather than engaging in close combat, it's better to prepare more explosives.

So if I can use bamboo, it is better to use more bamboo. As long as I have enough bamboo, I can beat everyone.

Sur and the others should be fighting in caves or indoors. It would be really difficult for them to fight outdoors. Weak zombies are easy to defeat, but well-equipped undead are much more difficult.

But now wasn't the time to discuss that. After Sun Yang called the heavy armored team, a large display screen appeared before him. A bespectacled figure with red eyes and brown hair saluted. She was a member of the AGS grenade launcher team.

The heavy armored troops were a small group, rarely interacting with the tactical dolls. They usually went out in large groups. Although Sun Yang had some concerns, nothing had happened so far, and everyone was currently living in peace.

"I thought we were completely forgotten by the Commander." The brown-haired figure said angrily.

"It's just a few casualties, there's no need for us to participate. The intensity of the battle isn't strong enough," added a member of another grenade team nearby.

These heavy armored teams were usually quite idle. As a fire support team, they were forbidden from rushing out to attack the enemy, nor could they run around. So they could only stay inside the base, and after training every day, they would go back to their dormitories to play games and read comics.

[Speak, Commander! What are we going to fight?] The Grenade Squad's humanoids rubbed their hands in anticipation.

"I want to bombard an arena." Sun Yang handed the drone footage to the leaders of each group.

The drone had already surveyed the arena from top to bottom. Following the Red Spirit's roar, a commotion erupted within the arena. Seven or eight heavily armed undead were conversing with one another. Their equipment was as outrageous as that of the Red Spirit who had just been defeated.

At the same time, a tireless skeletal horse was released and began to gallop around the arena. Several skeletal necromancers began to awaken the sleeping corpses around them, arming them and charging towards various vulnerable checkpoints.

Sun Yang first ran to the other side of the bridge and shook out the anti-tank team, two grenade teams and the mortar team. As soon as these humanoids came out, they assembled their launchers, and based on the images sent back by the drone, the heavy armored team had determined the enemy's position.

Sun Yang also arranged scarecrows and dozens of baobao (small vehicles that throw grenades) next to them as fire support, and at the same time deployed some seaweed-head SWAPs as guard units to prevent the heavy-armored troops from being robbed.

Sun Yang, restless, ate some grass the farmer had sold him to restore his mana bar. He then led out a group carrying a large number of rocket launchers. They were ready to deal with the undead that were about to charge.

[Commander! The heavy armored team is ready! Awaiting instructions!] The AGS team leader seemed to be the recognized captain of the heavy armored unit, and she passed the information to Sun Yang.

"I still don't understand why we have to force an attack here..." M14 also grabbed an AT4 and put it on his back.

"Because this is the headquarters of the Blood Cult, their lair." Sun Yang answered simply. He observed the remaining blue bar and called AK15 out to be on the safe side.

This place was originally called the Undead Execution Ground, but now it's become the Blood Cult's lair. In Sun Yang's memory, the Blood Cult was a group of people who took pleasure in killing and were officially recognized as having committed serious sins. Those who believed in the Blood Cult were those who saw the glory of invading other worlds and killing their masters. The vast majority of those who would engage in invasions had some connection to the Blood Cult.

Even more terrifying was that not only did they constantly attack and kill the World Master, but their members also fought and killed each other. In the long and intense battle, the only ones left in the Blood Cult were the undead with extraordinary combat abilities.

Whether it's experience, equipment, or even their bodies, they've all received sufficient training and enhancement, and they've all delved into killing others. Ordinary undead are simply no match for them.

Like the warriors just now who carry huge swords and shields and can charge at full speed, when they invade, they will use magic to disguise themselves as jars or trees, and wait until the undead are nearby, then rush out to launch a sneak attack.

Even Sun Yang couldn't withstand a sneak attack from this kind of person. With his health and equipment, he was afraid that they would be chopped into pieces by the opponent's sword. Besides, not many humanoids could stop that kind of warrior.

When facing these low-profile Astartes (who can also be invisible), instead of being vigilant during travel, it is better to directly destroy their hometown.

"Heavy troops! Open fire! It's no problem to turn this place into ruins!" Sun Yang had no intention of PKing with that strange skeleton horse, nor did he intend to engage in close combat with others in the complex internal environment of the arena.

M14, AK15, Sur, and Xian crouched in front of the bridge, quietly waiting for the moment of attack.

Boom! Boom! Mortar shells streaked through the air, and the Sangvishes' carts unleashed a barrage of grenades. Two grenade launchers emitted crisp, boom-boom-boom sounds, hurling grenades into the arena. Finally, the BGM anti-tank missile aimed at the gate and fired a shot.

The weathered arena was once again ravaged by artillery fire. The walls were shattered by grenades, and the entire wall collapsed, stirring up clouds of dust. After a few seconds, the grenade hit the target, and the loud rumble of the wall collapsing was transmitted to Sun Yang's side.

The heavy troops launched a second round of artillery fire. The half-collapsed arena could no longer withstand such a fierce bombardment. Amidst the roar, the arena disappeared in the smoke and dust.

Then came the third and fourth rounds. The heavy firepower seemed to blast the arena into dust, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

The Colosseum, with its classical Roman beauty, was gone. When the smoke cleared, only a shattered ruin remained. Then, a few souls drifted into Sun Yang's body. But their number was small, not the amount expected after the death of a powerful being.

"Okay! Now is the time! It's time for us to go!" Sun Yang quickly called out to the dazed humanoids.

"Commander, how could anyone survive this kind of fire?" M14 complained, but she still shouldered her weapon and ran to the bridge. Behind her, several anti-tank teams carrying rocket launchers were following her.

"You're underestimating the undead. I've been hit by a bazooka shockwave at close range before, and a single sip of healing was enough to save me. I'm sure if they weren't directly hit, these undead could easily be revived with just a few drops of elemental flasks!"

Sun Yang called up the drone footage. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, several neatly dressed undead men were frantically pushing away the stone walls and rubble, crushing the dripping stones in their hands, and some even knelt down and prayed to restore the health of their allies.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" M14 ran across the bridge, holding the AT4. But AK15, who had been silent from the beginning, laughed.

"Good! This is an object worth challenging!" AK15, carrying two rocket launchers, surpassed everyone and was the first to rush into the ruins of the arena.

"Remember to keep this little dwarf alive~" Sun Yang only had time to remind AK15 in the channel, and then followed the anti-tank team slowly across the bridge.

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In the ruins of the arena, seven people stood. They wore various clothing and held various weapons. Based on their attire, they were three spellcasters and four warriors.

The movable skeletons were gone. The view was wide, with no obvious cover.

AK15 jumped directly into the ruins, aimed at the crowd and fired the rocket launcher, and the high-explosive rocket exploded in the crowd. But the undead, who had just been bombarded, were still nervous. When they saw AK15 jumping in, they took up their shields and looked for cover.

Boom! The rockets shattered the arena even further. None of these powerful undead fell. Even those wearing light clothing only sustained fractures to their limbs—for the undead, such injuries were hardly fatal.

The undead man who was injured by the explosion straightened his broken bones and pinched two dripping stones. He shook his hand and took out a twisted black branch and waved it. Several soul guns the size of heads were condensed and flew towards AK15.

AK15 dodged the soul spears, which struck the stone wall behind her, shattering it. At the same time, AK15 turned and fired several shots at the undead. The high-speed bullets pierced the undead's armor, leaving several holes in it. Although they penetrated, the remaining kinetic energy was not enough to kill the undead, only injuring him.

Just as AK15 was about to resume her pursuit, she saw four undead charging at her, weapons gleaming with magical energy. Their speed was barely slower than hers, forcing AK15 to quickly relocate, darting through the ruins while firing multiple rounds at the pursuing undead.

However, bullets still scraped past their target. Undeads placed great importance on their armor, and many would consume large quantities of cuneiform stones to strengthen their armor. These armors, specially processed by blacksmiths, provided a certain degree of protection even against armor-piercing bullets.

But this was only to temporarily hinder the pursuing undead. The AK15's red eyes quickly scanned the pursuing undead, its high-performance eyes immediately finding the weak points in their armor.

As long as armor is made of metal, there will inevitably be some vulnerable areas and some areas that will be given more attention. In just a few seconds, the AK15 can calculate the weak points in the opponent's armor.

No need to dodge. AK15 emptied her gun and turned to face the four undead charging at her. She didn't dodge or evade, but rushed back towards the undead, pressing the AT4's fire button at the same time.

Boom! The undead were caught off guard, and the leader rushed too far forward and was hit head-on by the rocket launcher. He was not equipped with a ten-centimeter thick shield, and after being hit by the rocket launcher, he was doomed and shattered in an instant.

The other undead around were also affected. Although they were protected by protective gear, they still felt uncomfortable.

AK15 was also slightly affected, but the explosion had no effect on her; she was incredibly strong. After confirming her body was functioning normally, the Soviet Union's strongest humanoid drew its own dagger and charged at the nearest undead.

With a powerful swing of his arm, breaking the speed of sound, the tip of his dagger sank into the opponent's helmet, snatching away his weapon—a slightly longer scimitar. Before the undead could even begin a fight, he was reduced to a cloud of dust in death. Even his weapon was taken away.

The remaining two undead had recovered, and they roared in anger, swinging their weapons at AK15 from left to right. AK15 had never used a machete before, so he could only rely on his instincts to block.

But this intuition is useless. AK15 is not a swordsmanship genius, nor has she received special swordsmanship training. She has no pre-learned weapons. In her hands, she is just a piece of iron.

The magical weapon with a deep blue color knocked away the countless scimitars in AK15's hands, and the other person swiftly swung the two-handed long sword in his hand and slashed it horizontally.

Block it with your arms, and then launch a counterattack - AK15 is very confident in her body. She jumped back a step and immediately raised her arms to prepare to block the knife.

But the weapon, glowing blue, chopped her arm off like tofu. AK15 felt something was wrong the moment it was struck, and immediately stepped back several steps, avoiding the long sword's attack range.

If the AK15 hadn't reacted quickly enough and could move at the speed of sound, my head would probably be gone by now.

"..." An inexplicable emotion filled her mind. AK15 looked at her severed arm. The long blade was incredibly sharp, and the cross-section was as smooth and neat as a specimen. It was quite different from that time.

A long time ago, no, not that long ago, just a few months ago. When she faced the traitor, she also lost an arm.

The two undead before him didn't like to talk nonsense. They just stared at his arm in surprise for a moment, then continued to rush towards AK15. No matter what secrets the other party had, it was not as important as killing them.

Failure is imminent. AK15 could already hear his commander's shouts and the sound of bazooka fire from a distance. The three remaining undead outside were probably the type who excelled at long-range combat, so they didn't pursue him.

But no matter what, he had to do his best. AK15 kicked the rubble beside him, shattering the stone wall. Two undead helmets remained in the mixture of powder and rubble. AK15 launched a kick, sending one of them flying. Even the strongest undead didn't weigh several tons. AK15's kick was enough to send him flying over ten meters.

She dodged the attack of the last remaining undead and used her remaining arm to punch the opponent's helmet, denting it. But that was all she could do. The dented helmet didn't stop the opponent, but instead she got stabbed in the stomach.

The long sword glowing with magical power stabbed into AK15's stomach. The undead man twisted his wrist hard, trying to crush the non-existent internal organs in his belly.

Boom! AK15 directly struck the opponent's exposed neck horizontally. Perhaps thinking he could kill him immediately, he didn't have time to worry about whether his own weaknesses were exposed. This gave AK15 an opportunity to take advantage.

The blow broke his neck. The undead looked at AK15 in amazement through his helmet, completely confused as to how the other party could endure such excruciating pain. He had pierced the other party's kidney, and even an undead would find such pain difficult to endure.

Unfortunately, AK15's mental core is not in her belly, and she is not very afraid of pain.

AK15 pried open the hands of the undead man whose neck was broken, threw him to the ground, and then kicked him hard in the neck, completely crushing the bones. This kick completely ended his life.

The undead under his feet also turned into a cloud of ash.

This scimitar and longsword are so powerful that they can even cut through my own body. I must capture the commander and question him when I return. AK15 admitted that he underestimated the humans in this world. The commander's words that this world is very dangerous may be true.

But the battle wasn't over yet. Just as AK15 was about to perform a self-check, footsteps were heard nearby. The last undead, the one that had just been kicked away, emerged. AK15 pulled the sword from his abdomen and awkwardly shook it twice.

No, the damage to her body was too severe, and she couldn't keep up. AK15 tried to struggle a bit, but the crushed parts of her abdomen sent her systems madly reporting errors, and some of them were severely damaged.

Well, it was a good test. AK15 looked at the other party coldly, ready to accept his fate.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several gunshots rang out from nowhere, and a large hole was shot through the helmet of the last undead. The undead's body staggered, and red and white brain matter flowed out of the helmet.

AK15 quickly rushed forward, disarming the opponent's shield and weapons and throwing them to the ground. The undead trembled all over, and he wanted to pick up his weapon again, but the last shot rang out, and the undead's brain flew out. He fell to the ground and immediately turned into a cloud of ash.

"AK15~Are you okay? Can you move?" M14 popped his head out from nearby, holding a rifle and looking towards 15.

"No problem." AK15 stretched out her remaining arm and picked up the broken arm, three weapons, and shield on the ground. Seeing this, M14 helped AK15 put away the weapons and shield, letting her hold her own hands.

"It doesn't look like there's no problem. You need to repair AK15. I'll take you to see the commander." M14 waved at AK15.

"Is the battle over?" AK15 was more concerned about whether there were still enemies.

"It's over. All the remaining enemies have been killed. The commander said you are really amazing. You fought against four soldiers alone and killed three of them. I will definitely reward you well when you are done." M14 walked in front with these things in his arms.

"That's good," AK15 nodded calmly. As for rewards, she had no idea, and didn't think it was necessary... but if it could improve her combat abilities, she was quite interested.

While the current commander may have lost some of his command abilities, he possessed something more. He had become stronger, bringing in more supplies and powerful technology. AK15, thinking of this, began to look forward to what rewards Commander Sun Yang would bring him.

M14 and AK15 wandered around the ruins and found Sun Yang, who was nursing a hostile undead with spellcasting abilities. Beside him, several humanoid figures were busy holding down three defeated undead.

"Hand over your Holy Dragon Bell and the Bell of Kuat to me! Damn, there's even the Witch Black Branch?! Haha! I'm making a fortune this time! I'm fucking graduated!" Sun Yang roughly snatched the catalysts from the hands of the three spellcasters and danced happily on the spot.

"...Please pay attention to your image, Commander." AK15 rarely said this.

Apart from being unable to maintain his image, AK15 had no other complaints about his commander.

57 Post-match summary

Sun Yang picked up a bottle of iced modified version of cactus juice diluted with water. Although it was still a bit cold, it did not stop him from wanting to have a drink in the ruins.

Ugh! Shit! This is so damn hard to drink! Sun Yang put the bottle down silently.

This evil lair, the annoying Red Spirit's headquarters, was destroyed just like that. Even with extraordinary physical abilities, they were still nothing compared to artillery fire.

After Sun Yang had looted the bodies of the three hostile spellcasters, he ignored their spitting and curses and swiftly ended their lives.

To be honest, the three of them are actually quite powerful, and they know a wide variety of moves. One specializes in dark magic, one can use the giant thunder spear, and the remaining one is a mixed faction and can use a variety of moves.

But what Sun Yang is least afraid of is you casting these spells. Once you start casting spells, it will just be a battle of firepower between the two sides - as for the density of Dolan Gureg's firepower, Sun Yang is still not worried, because it can't cause any trouble to his own troops.

The result was that the caster was suppressed by a few rockets, and then was pressed to the ground by the humanoids. Although several were hit by lightning spears, their cores were damaged and they returned to base to read the spells, the actual casualties were not great.

I gained a lot, especially the weapons they possessed. This was a real surprise. In the original game, the Quart Bell, Dragon Bell, and Witch Black Branch they used were all graduation equipment, and none of them were available to me at this point in time.

But it was obvious that these red spirits had been active for a long time and had collected enough powerful equipment to upgrade themselves. It was just that Sun Yang got a bargain now.

The Quartling is a catalyst specifically used to release dark magic. Simply put, this catalyst is used to knock out the soul, and various effects will be very good.

Dragon Bell is usually the best one among the miracle catalysts. In the game, it has an S level of faith correction. In the current environment, it can consume less mana and deal higher damage.

The Witch's Black Branch, a catalyst crafted by a civilization with highly advanced magic, resembles a spiraling black branch with a very hard texture. Its effect is that it can be used to cast any spell except incantations.

What is even more commendable is that these catalysts should have been strengthened with wedge-shaped stones. Just thinking about this, Sun Yang was so happy that he could drink the cactus juice.

"Not bad, not bad. These are all top-quality weapons and equipment. AK15, is there anything you want? Oh, or you can go back and fix yourself first?" Sun Yang patted AK15's shoulder carefully, fearing that he would hit her too hard and break her apart.

"I need to think about it first, but Commander, there is a person buried there." AK15's eyes swept across the battlefield. Her high-performance eyes penetrated the rubble and saw a sign of life in a hidden corner.