I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

When Atlas' regular armored forces and aerospace forces landed from the west coast, they did not encounter any decent resistance.

The Griffin Punisher Sect used their taunt tank function to its fullest. Wherever the Griffin Punisher Sect was active, the local troops that could not stop them would complain bitterly.

In their view, the Divine Punishment faction was particularly difficult to defeat. Although they were few in number, their combat effectiveness was too astonishing. Without mobilizing heavy firepower and bombing, they could not be completely eliminated.

However, after the war began, the command system collapsed too quickly. Serious heavy firepower did not have time to be activated, most military airfields could not receive correct orders, and artillery could not obtain effective support orders and artillery coordinates.

This was due to the M4's ability to process the flood of electronic data for dozens of minutes. After the enemy's headquarters, the Pentagon, was destroyed, the scattered troops who had lost their commander were unwilling to sit and wait for death, and they tried every possible way to contact their colleagues.

However, these signals were all captured by M4, and with the support of technicians led by Antonina, they were converted into voice signals. Often, the same group of troops would inexplicably receive two requests for support from different friendly forces, and some were requests to launch a surprise attack on the friendly base.

The high-speed operation of the M4 made it impossible for most US military forces to recover and integrate into sufficient force.

And when Atlas's forces were assembled and sent into battle, that was truly the end. There was no easier enemy to deal with than a disorganized enemy, especially one that was being fed a lot of useful information.

M4 used the intercepted information to locate the source of the signal. She sent this information, along with everything she had previously found, to the Atlas Group's top command, who would decide whether to launch an attack.

Now, after breaching the last skyscraper in Manhattan, Sun Yang felt the resentment in his chest finally dissipate. Although he hadn't finished what needed to be done, the results at this stage were enough to satisfy him.

Under the watchful eyes of the Statue of Liberty, another group of Atlas' troops arrived on the shores of New York and Washington.

These combat units would launch a rapid strike using the coordinates provided by the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect. A large number of warriors wearing Atlas combat uniforms stepped onto American soil with high morale.

It is worth mentioning that the US military launched a nuclear counterattack at the first opportunity, targeting the city of Baghdad.

It's a pity that the nuclear bomb was hijacked or shot down during flight. Irons had anticipated the counterattack. He had arranged the evacuation mission in advance and asked the troops performing air defense missions to be fully prepared.

That's all. Sun Yang looked at the Atlas troops attacking in all directions, and the Griffin figures gathering their forces in the viewport, preparing to expand their victory.

That should be enough, right? Kill all those who deserve to be killed, and eliminate as much of this cancer as possible in one go. Kill these ignorant and foolish bastards who wantonly calculate the lives of others. That should be enough, right?

Sun Yang took a deep breath. The smell of gunpowder and blood in the air lingered for a long time.

It was wonderful not to be fighting for some other, more high-sounding cause. Most of these modern capitalist aristocrats, who always looked down upon everyone else and considered themselves superior, had already been physically eliminated.

Perhaps someone will take its place, or perhaps the world will take a different path. But that is all too far away.

Sun Yang was only willing to choose someone he liked to help. As for being a good person to the end, forget it. Don't let yourself fall into the vicious circle of being morally kidnapped.

"Come to think of it, I think I am also a saint, right?" Sun Yang suddenly said.

[It's over, it's over, Commander, your brain is really broken. Commander, how could you have such a ridiculous idea?] M14 maintained the communication and immediately edited the message.

"You see, the difference between a saint and a saintly bitch is that one has the ability to force everyone to make peace and satisfy almost everyone's demands, while the other has no ability but still forces herself to do good things, which ends up harming her allies." Sun Yang calculated seriously.

"I've eradicated this cancer at the lowest possible cost. Many people's lives will be better in the future. I even brought in Ains, someone who truly cares about people's livelihoods. And I don't ask for much myself. So, I'm a saint."

"We don't want to argue with the Commander about these things, and no one knows what Irons will do in the future." M14 simply thought his commander was crazy and talking nonsense.

"Ha, if he's not doing a good job, then just get rid of the ones who exploit people the most. It's no different than what we have now. Select them again and get rid of them again. Sooner or later, only those who work hard will be left."

"I don't care what banner he intends to work under, as long as the majority of people living here can live well. As for the rest, I don't bother to care. After all, the only thing that interests me is fighting and killing."

Sun Yang looked up at the Atlas attack force in the distance and began to issue updated orders. He sent an order to Atlas headquarters, requesting that a force be separated to cover the evacuation of the AR team.

The stealth exoskeleton combat suits they recovered would be very useful, at least for the humanoids responsible for long-range sniping. This kind of weapon would be much better than thermal optical camouflage.

Besides, it's almost time to pay Irons. I have to, or he'll turn against me. Sun Yang made a few more adjustments in the window.

He needed to build some small bases in this world as signal sources and also as beacons. If Ain turned against him later, Sun Yang could directly use these beacons to teleport over and kill him.

108 Sun Yang's Explanation

"We've met up, evacuation has begun." M4 waved his hand, telling the surrounding Atlas troops to stay away and keep their distance. He just let them lead the way.

Aside from the AR team, the remaining Oasis figures also flexed their arms, preparing to retreat. Having already used up all the items in their backpacks, they moved with ease.

The programmers who helped work here were also protected by Atlas's follow-up attack force. In any case, their experience and technology were valuable.

The agent, who had exhausted all his troops, also put on an exoskeleton taken from a nearby corpse.

Her own output far exceeds that of this exoskeleton, but it would be difficult to explain to the Atlas soldiers if they saw her jumping three stories without wearing anything.

She never trusted these so-called human allies, especially those who seemed to have very strong armed forces.

In all the battles Griffin had fought, big and small, having an ally like this never ended well. He usually ended up getting backstabbed by his ally and then having to make a hard escape.

This also made it difficult for the AR team to have a good attitude towards any human friendly forces. Atlas's team also felt a little puzzled by the AR team's attitude.

However, considering their terrifying combat achievements, some strange tempers are not a big deal. Many people tend to imagine that powerful people have character flaws.

The US troops in San Francisco had already begun to retreat, and although some small units still fought bravely along the way, determined to fight to the death, it seemed only a matter of time before the garrison was defeated.

An infantry squad detached from Atlas has successfully supported the evacuation of the AR squad.

The process was not very thrilling. The AR team relied on the remaining puppets and the support firepower of Atlas to quickly clear the obstacles on the road.

M4 reported their location to Sun Yang, and then followed the wounded onto the helicopter, returning to the Atlas command flagship.

Sun Yang began to gather his remaining troops. Manhattan had deployed a large number of troops with the goal of destroying the enemy as quickly as possible, so the casualties were not that severe.

Most of the humanoids and armored units returned via Sun Yang, who was hiding in a devastated basement. After completing his mission, Stride also returned via Sun Yang.

Most of the T-dolls who were carrying out independent missions in other areas were blown up after just a short while.

Humanoids have always been suited to conducting surprise attacks, but just like paratroopers can't be used as armored units, when the M4s stopped jamming the signals and the US troops were able to communicate normally, these happy humanoids immediately ate the cannon and went home to read their messages.

The remaining troops led by Makarov simply chose to blow up the remaining parts of the Pentagon. After all, they had fought very hard and it was almost time to go back and read.

[Sigh, today's battle was really tough. Luckily P7 didn't use the Jupiter Cannon to shoot at his teammates today. Commander, next time you assign weapons, you'd better go over the personnel list...] Makarov was complaining bitterly about the addition of P7, a teammate who was obviously unreliable, while looking for a place to store the remaining C4.

Although most of the personnel in the Pentagon were killed, based on what Makarov saw, there should be a lot of information that is useful to this country.

But it's no use against Griffin. The American Empire is pretty annoying. I, Makarov, will be a good guy today and try my best.

Do it right. Makarov asked everyone to prepare the explosives and then pressed the button together.

The chained explosives erupted with a violent tremor and noise. The Pentagon's outer wall exploded, sending metal fragments and concrete blocks flying over the surrounding armored forces.

Amidst visible collapse and destruction, nearly half of the Pentagon collapsed and another part caught fire.

Amidst rising clouds of dust and a roaring explosion, the remaining members of Makarov's unit returned to their base. The Pentagon, once standing tall, was no longer recognizable.

The remaining troops, led by HK416, happily entered Miami. They fought and ran, using puppets equipped with ASTs to bombard the enemy's snipers. After destroying all the ASTs, they successfully left the snipers far behind.

As they approached Miami, these figures disintegrated into smaller groups. Different teams, loaded with guns and ammunition, rushed into the bustling, complex city, blending in in the blink of an eye.

Perfect, this beacon should be located in Miami. Seeing his troops gradually stabilized (including those that had been shattered and blown back), Sun Yang began preparing for his final speech. He still had to act impressively.

Sun Yang took a deep breath, opened the live broadcast interface, and asked all channels to ban him. Naturally, no one dared to do so.

All live streaming platforms and media outlets feared the Griffin Punishment Cult's attack. No one dared to stop them, fearing they would be beaten to a pulp.

For those who control the media and newspapers and are responsible for conveying the will of the top American political and economic leaders, the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction is the real terrorist.

It wasn't a small-time fight like killing a reporter or throwing a grenade at a bureau. Instead, a group of powerful soldiers would appear from nowhere and shoot people to death.

Moreover, the pattern of shooting seems to follow the principle of power from high to low. The more capable the person is in reviewing and issuing orders, the more likely he is to be shot first.

Didn't you see how those Wall Street tycoons died? From newspaper editors to magazine founders, the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect didn't have any detailed identification or planning. As long as they met certain conditions and were under their guns, they would be judged without exception.

So they were afraid. Faced with extreme fear and a life-threatening situation, everyone would put their own life first. Moreover, the person who usually waved his hand and ordered them to do this and that had already been executed, so why would anyone stop him?

All media outlets fell into a strange silence. No media outlet was prohibited from reporting anything. The heads of these media outlets were afraid that a certain ban would be noticed by the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect. Soon, a group of fully armed people would rush in and start killing the president.

Why did you delete it? Did you order it? If not, tell me who ordered it, and I'll make you die a quick death. These leaders are terrified of this kind of thing happening. After witnessing stronger and more terrifying violence, they no longer dare to stop it.

After Sun Yang turned on the live broadcast, he smiled slightly. "Hello everyone, dear people from all over the world. My name is Sun Yang, but that's not important. What's important is that I'm the head of the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect."

"Let me explain why I did this. The reason is simple: I just don't like some people, so I did it. I can't stand the fact that some people think they can drown out a person's voice by waving their fingers, and I'm also angry about the forced suicide by being shot in the back."

"Some people think that this will solve the problem, while others think that it would be more convenient to just let the person die rather than pay a huge pension. After all, the dead will not make them have to pay for their support forever."

"That's not good. I don't like this kind of thing. But I still have some principles. Generally speaking, a leader who is loved must be someone who is popular with the people he governs. So I did a little test..."

"Oh? Someone deleted my test... Those in charge of Drizzt Corporation, either commit suicide now, or I'll tear off your legs and feet in a few days and bleed you to death. No, recovery is useless, excuses are useless, I mean what I say. If you go crazy again, I will attack your family."

Sun Yang watched the voting resume, still speaking indifferently. The small number of people who had pleaded no longer dared to speak.

"As you can see, I am a pure terrorist. I don't have any demands or positions. I only kill the strong. Whether they are strong in force or in power."

"More than 10,000 people have agreed to this action in this vote. Thank you for your support, which has made me more determined in my decision."

"These pathetic parasites have been blinded by power and wealth, and they arrogantly trample on groups of people weaker than themselves in the name of power, money and violence. Honestly, I can't stand it."

"Why are you so arrogant? Why do you dare to do such a shitty thing? Why? Why do you dare to do such a thing? My anger, I can't stop, I, I want to kill, I want to kill them all."

"I wanted to kill, so I started killing, and then, this is the result. Perhaps this anger was influenced by God? Or maybe it was just the willful behavior of a lunatic with an abnormal mind like me? It doesn't matter."

"Perhaps I'll stop here, or perhaps I'm still brewing the next divine punishment. This isn't the first time, nor will it be the last. I'll always come again, waiting until some of these arrogant guys become too much for me to bear."

"It was a pleasant hunt today. See you later." Sun Yang smiled at the camera and turned off the live broadcast amid the barrage of slogans and insults.

109 It's time to go home

After showing off in front of the camera, Sun Yang made himself invisible, put on a diving suit, and left the river near Manhattan.

The advanced single-person submarine was extremely fast, and Sun Yang soon passed the Statue of Liberty and followed the ocean current all the way south. The battle on the ocean was very lively, and the Atlas fleet and the US fleet on a mission nearby engaged in a fight.

However, although it was a mutual fight, it was visible to the naked eye that the US military's number of attacks was less, and the air force base that provided ground support needed some time to fully enter a wartime state.

Sun Yang activated friendly force identification. He informed Ains that he would quickly rendezvous with his own troops by water, and instructed him to send the AR team directly to the new, prepared base. His excuse was to allow his men to first assess the situation there.

After he finishes dealing with things in Miami, he will go to see Irons to get the reward he has prepared for him.

"No problem. Go over there, and everything in that base is yours." Irons' tone was very stiff and decisive, but Sun Yang could understand that this was a battle that required him to risk everything.

But my battle is over, Irons, and what remains is whether you can create new history.

Sun Yang notified the members of Team 404 and asked them to pick a good place in Miami and send someone to decorate it when Sun Yang arrived.

I don't know why just building a few buildings makes them highlighted in the viewport, but maybe the principle is the same as finding a crystal in the wild in StarCraft.

As long as you insert the crystal, you will have vision. My own is more advanced and you can spawn soldiers facing the crystal.

I can only say that he is worthy of being a glorious Protoss player, Sun Yang thought very proudly.

Atlas dispatched a fast submarine to transport the AR team to the new base as quickly as possible. Atlas did not intend to send a fleet there, as it would be too conspicuous and cause a commotion.

***

Time passed little by little, and about ten hours had passed since Ains and Sun Yang's abrupt call.

Atlas's offensive slowed down slightly, allowing Sun Yang to reach Miami before it fell into complete chaos.

That being said, the city has served as a prototype or setting for many crime games and novels.

Sun Yang had previously learned a little about the situation and couldn't help but sigh that nothing had changed in such a long time. After all, the overall environment hadn't changed much, so the original state would probably remain the same.

The 404 team progressed quickly. They followed the gang fights that were everywhere in the bustling Miami and soon found several suitable safe havens.

After Sun Yang contacted the humanoid led by 404, he asked them to move the boxes one by one into the designated house.

These boxes consist of drones and towers that can receive signals, and are also equipped with automatic attack systems that fire at enemies who try to force their way in.

These tasks did not take long. After finishing them, Sun Yang immediately collected the remaining equipment and manpower of Team 404 and headed to the location of Team AR.

It was a base located in the tropical rainforest of South America, a secret base hidden by Atlas. According to the agreement signed between Atlas and Sun Yang, Atlas Group would provide a considerable amount of equipment and supplies to the warehouse of this base every month.

Sun Yang was quite satisfied with the result, because the equipment ranged from Titans to stealth helicopters. It was pretty good to have several of these two delivered every month.

Phew… After moving around in this new base for a bit and planting a beacon, Sun Yang finally made up his mind to leave this world. He had done what needed to be done, so there was nothing to linger on.

Say hello to Irons and then go back.

However, as Sun Yang pulled out his world teleporter and prepared to send a Campfire Explorer up there, he suddenly remembered something. He needed to put an end to these matters. So, he started another live broadcast for the entire network.

"Champs Elysees Jewelry Store, please make sure to keep the jewelry you received in good condition. The jewelry has been well-preserved and the Grand Master will take the time to pick it up. Please choose a time as soon as possible to return the jewelry to the store where you bought it. Don't lose it. We really need it." Sun Yang first spoke to the jewelry store where he had exchanged the jewelry when he first arrived.

Strade has already shown his supernatural powers to the world, and things that the great wizard needs very much will naturally be imagined as items with special magical powers.

Maybe it's jewelry that enhances healing magic or necromancy, or it may simply have special enchantments that can make people healthier and more physically strong.

In any case, once such information is sent out, there will definitely be people who will take risks and steal these jewels.

Sun Yang tricked them into submission, and presumably, the jewels would be snatched up like crazy. Although they were just exquisite artifacts, they had no special magical powers and no special value, and as materials for enchantments, they were just ordinary.

These jewels have been authoritatively certified by Strade, and they are all just well-made jewels.

"And IRS, your phone call was very conscientious. There are indeed many disgusting aspects of your work, which I don't like very much. I will choose you as my next target for attack. Remember to eat well. I will not let you go just because you resign. I don't look at the position, but the amount of bad things you do in the position."

That evening, 98% of the employees submitted their resignations to the IRS, and the remaining employees were unable to receive a refund.