Chapter 698: United

Everyone! Charge together!

Inside the abandoned hospital.

A strength-system Awakened One stepped over the rust-stained hospital bed in the corridor, slamming the iron hammer in his hand hard into the Arbiter's giant axe.

The light representing spiritual energy flashed from the hammer and vanished, turning into a miniature tank.

"Bang!!"

A massive force struck.

The man who launched the charge first, his face ferocious, blocked the monster's strike.

Bones broke, the hands gripping the hammer bent at a 90-degree angle.

Clenching his teeth, his face turned pale from the intense pain.

The team behind surged forward in a line.

Taking advantage of the time he bought, seven or eight Awakened Ones frantically charged at the monster wearing the triangular helmet.

Wolf pounce!

Enlarged claws!

Elastic muscle enhancement!

Full firepower!

A barrage of various skills slammed into the monster's body.

Inside the dim hospital, it was instantly illuminated by spiritual energy light.

The four-meter-tall Arbiter, whose head reached the ceiling, was instantly surrounded by many Awakened Ones.

His hands and feet were trapped.

Every strength-system player exerted all their strength to stop the monster from moving.

As the main attacker.

An Awakened One who transformed into a giant wolf, his fur bristling, wrapped his arms around the monster's neck, trying to twist off the Arbiter's head.

His sharp fangs bit the metal helmet, producing a crisp cracking sound as the teeth shattered.

At any cost, everyone desperately exerted their abilities.

After a few seconds, amidst the screams, the Awakened One holding the iron hammer took a deep breath.

Seizing the opportunity, he unleashed a backhanded, charged smash with the iron hammer, instantly shattering the Arbiter's skull.

The helmet dented and deformed, as if the entire head had been pressed into the belly.

"0.2 points..."

"0.3..."

Looking at the fallen corpse, everyone felt a surge of excitement.

They intentionally ambushed the "loner" monster.

Ultimately, thanks to the combined effort, they successfully slew the Arbiter.

But the points distributed to each person were really too few.

The leading Awakened One's face looked somewhat grim.

In the plan, he had thought everyone would get one point, but instead they were split evenly.

Their spirits sank instantly; after calming from the excitement of slaying the monster, everyone subconsciously looked toward the man.

His gaze wavered.

That's right.

They realized that the simplest way to complete the mission was probably their only hope.

"Heize."

His voice hoarse.

The Awakened One whose wrist and arm were bent like a noodle softly asked the man.

His wounds slowly healed.

Missing the physique attribute bonus, he found it hard to recover on his own.

In the time to come, his combat strength greatly diminished.

In the Japanese War Zone, Heize Yiwei, although not the initiator of the plan nor a high-IQ psychic Awakened One,

but he stood out among the short.

Heize Yiwei, he was one of the few in their strength system capable of leading a team.

No need to explain further.

Heize Yiwei gave a bitter laugh; he understood what everyone meant.

The best way to complete the mission was indeed to hunt down others...

Looking at the message that arrived from the American War Zone just as the alarm sounded for the second time three minutes earlier.

He silently sighed.

"Get ready."

"The American War Zone asked whether we would join forces with them to jointly block other war zones."

"Especially...."

With a meaningful glance, he looked toward the east.

That was the direction where the Huaxia War Zone was distributed.

When they fled to this region, they once saw the corpses of the Huaxia Military on the road,

"Joining forces with them...?"

He instinctively asked aloud.

An Awakened One with wolf transformation was somewhat surprised.

The Eastern Ocean theater had 67 participants this time, which, among all theaters, is considered a considerable force.

But attacking the Huaxia theater would be far too risky.

Anyone could see that the Huaxia Military was probably the toughest nut to crack.

He Ze Yi Wei gave a bitter laugh, displaying the information from American contacts, which clearly marked several sites suspected of being where Huaxia Military forces had scattered and fled.

Shocked, solemn.

Everyone looked at the precise coordinates, and vigilance suddenly rose in their hearts.

But upon seeing the follow-up information, their faces darkened somewhat.

"Let's go test the waters first, cooperating with them to kill the Awakened Ones of the Huaxia theater?"

"This isn't just sending us to die first, is it?!"

He laughed angrily.

A man whose build resembled a sumo wrestler spoke in a low voice, fists clenched.

"Do they still think this is before the Apocalypse?!"

"Why should we listen to them?!"

"Mr. He Ze! Are we still being treated as their dogs?!"

He Ze Yi Wei looked at the angry members, sighed, and hurriedly replied:

"The American theater has contacted not only me, but also our main force."

"They... likely have placed people among us."

"Or perhaps the High Level actually has their people."

"As for the coordinates..."

He instinctively looked toward the highest point in the distance—it was an iron tower.

"They seemingly possess two dual-attribute Awakened Ones of strength and will, who hold a special reconnaissance ability."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Dual-attribute Awakened Ones? Or perhaps the rarest combination?"

They also wanted to go to higher ground to scout other theaters' positions, but the teleportation spots turned out too poor.

The nearest high point is only this four-story hospital.

He Ze Yi Wei's explanation failed to convince everyone.

In the silence, he hesitated a moment, then offered his opinion:

"Although we don't necessarily have to cooperate with them,"

"but the High Level also sent me a message."

"The meaning is simple."

"Weakening the Huaxia theater's strength brings us the greatest benefit."

He glanced at the confused, angry member, paused a moment, then added slowly:

"Have you all forgotten?"

"The military's earlier relocation plan..."

"We must leave ourselves a retreat."

His expression darkened, resolute.

The so-called relocation plan means moving to the Huaxia theater when the entire theater can no longer hold out.

Although the numbers of zombies and mutants in the Eastern Ocean theater are not small, their greatest threat is various special incidents.

Especially, the Nagoya theater had once erupted in an extreme supernatural incident a while back.

Compared to zombies and monsters that seem somewhat possible to eradicate,

such extreme special incidents offer no hope at all.

The atmosphere grew heavy.

And their best relocation destination is only the Huaxia theater.

Many High Level officials even shouted the old slogan while drafting this plan.

That land, that vast continent full of strategic depth, ought to belong to them!

If they weren't struggling to survive on a small island,

how could they end up like this after the Apocalypse?

Not every theater has the resolve to repeatedly use nuclear weapons after the Apocalypse just to wipe out monsters.

That contaminated land is their homeland, where they eke out a living.