Chapter 411: with translation of chapter title

This time, there's no need for Huang Shaohua to explain.

Lin An, with his back turned, casually spoke to explain:

"Two waves of zombie tide, two kinds of tasks."

"In the system's judgment, the scale of the zombie tide it prepared is not that large. Therefore, the attack rhythm formulated by the system remains the original way."

"In the system's calculations, the newly added mutants were overlooked."

This point is a conclusion reached after discussion between Lin An and Huang Shaohua.

That's good news.

If the zombie tide surges all at once, it's indeed troublesome.

Otherwise, Lin An wouldn't dare to livestream the city defense.

If one wave breaks through, there's hardly any deterrence left to speak of.

Jing Tian nodded; now he's not so worried.

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

With the sniper rifle's report, the attack of the first batch of mutants officially began.

At the top of the spirit-energy defense tower, wind blades supplied by the Awakened Ones howled forth.

The azure wind blades, like huge sickles, sliced toward the lickers mixed among the zombies; although the lickers were swift, they could not dodge the wind blades, which were like scythes.

"Sizzle-sizzle"

The wind blades pierced to the bone, easily shearing off large chunks of flesh.

Along with a slowdown in speed, the sniper gunfire rang out again.

After the selected snipers fired simultaneously, even if the lickers' skulls were extremely hard, they could not withstand the explosive barrage of more than six shots from the Barrett sniper rifles.

The skulls were blown open, and the ensuing heavy machine gun fire formed a dense hail of bullets that turned the first mutant into a sieve.

The battle situation is still not bad.

When the three joint defense lines showed their power, cheers erupted on the city walls.

Although only the weakest first-level mutants were killed, morale was high.

"Attention. You must maintain killing efficiency."

Inside the crystal ball, Huang Shaohua observed the position somewhat nervously.

If Lin An fails, he dies too, so he cannot help but be concerned.

"If the first wave of mutants dies too slowly, later waves will rush out new mutants to assist the attack."

"Like in a city-defense game, once stuck in an oil-adding tactic, the backlog of mutants will be hard to handle."

Hearing that, Jing Tian nodded heavily, his gaze locking onto several mutants hiding in the rear, darting back and forth.

"I'll lead the team in and finish it quickly!"

Having said that, he curiously asked Huang Shaohua:

"How many waves does the zombie tide attack have, and how long does it last?"

After a moment's hesitation, Huang Shaohua inside the crystal ball turned around:

"3-7 days."

"There are three waves of attack in total: the first wave consists of low-level mutants cooperating with zombies; the second wave is the assault zombies taking action; the third wave is the all-out offensive."

"If the front line doesn't collapse within the first three days, there's a good chance of passing this mission."

"As for seven days..."

"That usually means the safe zone's defense line is breached, and the remaining defensive forces concentrate at the spirit-energy core to hold out."

"However, once it reaches that point, completing the mission is basically impossible."

"The spirit-energy core is very fragile; it's best not to retreat there to defend."

Wangjiang Military Region, over seven hundred Awakened Ones sat solemnly in the meeting room, their eyes fixed on the somewhat lagging live broadcast projection.

At the head seat, Wang Meng's face was grim as he fixed his stare on Lin An in the third screen, who had not yet made a move.

370,000 zombie tide, approaching 40 mutants.

Long'an Base, can it hold?

Not only him, but the staff officer beside him couldn't help but speak:

"Their heavy weapons are too few; the Awakened Ones shown in the picture will not exceed fifty people."

"Commander, are we just going to watch like this?"

"You see, they've employed three different means just to deal with first-level mutants..."

Wang Meng waved his hand to stop the staff officer's analysis:

"Let's take another look."

"Long'an Base differs greatly from what we imagined."

"Have you noticed their walls and the strange defense towers?"

"I'm wondering, if they have this kind of confidence, does the safe zone have some unique means?"

"However, if they really can't hold out, we must find a way to retrieve the safety token."

His eyes were fiery.

Compared to the mysterious Lin An and the so-called third-rank mentioned in soldiers' rumors,

He was more concerned about Long'an Base's spirit-energy facilities.

In just a month they built such an extravagant steel wall—is that your confidence?

Moreover.

That defence tower looks really useful!

However, he really couldn't figure it out; he had guessed that Lin An would threaten him via a livestream—where was that threat?

If that really is all the strength they have now, he has no doubt that when the Second Level makes a move, Long'an Base will be breached.

Second Level—without heavy weapons and Awakened Ones risking their lives to block it, this kind of monster is too hard to fight...

On the screen, the cameras set up on one side captured Jing Tian as he left the city.

Inside the meeting room, there was an uproar, and the Awakened Ones of the Wangjiang Military Region couldn't help whispering to each other.

"Are they really planning to go out and fight?"

"This is only a First Level attack—what's the point of going out now?"

The crowd murmured among themselves.

Many began to wonder if the spiritual-energy defence tower lacked power, only having that brief burst.

Frankly, a defence tower that can shoot ultra-long wind blades and lava rays makes them utterly envious.

Simply stationing an Awakened One inside a defence tower doubles its offensive power.

If we could build a few more of these, the threat from mutants would be greatly reduced.

"Who knows, but it looks like the one preparing to act is their second-in-command."

"What about Lin An?"

"Is that him up on the high tower? I noticed his red sword—it's actually floating."

"I don't know if it's a special ability or a psychic Awakened One."

"Who knows, but it's probably just an equipment effect."

"Isn't Lin An only a First Level? The few First Level psychic Awakened Ones in our military region can barely move objects."

Wang Meng listened to the discussion behind him, showing little reaction.

Only he and a few high-ranking officials know that Lin An might be Third Level.

Of course, before they saw it with their own eyes, they didn't think much of it.

The apocalypse broke out less than a month ago—Third Level? How could that be.

Compared with Jing Tian, who suddenly rushed out of the city, his gaze was focused more on the waiting Lin An.

You plan—when will you make a move?

"What are they doing?!"

"Are they committing suicide?"

As the discussion heated up, an observant Awakened One stared in surprise at the broadcast.

On the screen, Jing Tian leapt forward with six close-combat Awakened Ones, plunging straight into the zombie horde.

A rough glance showed that beneath their landing point, at least over forty thousand zombies crowded together.

Like raindrops sinking into the sea.

Jing Tian and the others who jumped off the city wall were instantly swallowed by the zombie tide.