[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi":3,"chapter-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-89":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Have a Modern Weapon Gacha System in the Zombie Apocalypse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1279696,1709,"Chapter 89: We Are Not Your Enemy","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>Adrian knew his men rely on his orders. Whatever he is going to tell them, they are going to oblige.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir?\" Ryan called, snapping him out of attention. \"We need to respond now or else the next thing they’ll do is fire a missile at us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re not turning back,\" Adrian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, if we don’t comply, they will engage,\" he said. \"That’s standard interception protocol. We’re already past the warning phase.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know,\" Adrian replied. \"But we didn’t come this far to abort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re not going to negotiate in the air,\" he said. \"Not like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian finally turned his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re on a humanitarian mission,\" he said. \"We need to land at Camp Humphreys. That’s the objective.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot tightened his grip on the controls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, with respect,\" he said carefully, \"that aircraft in front of us is fully capable of taking us out before we even get close to the airfield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian’s gaze returned forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then tell me,\" he said. \"What are our countermeasures?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-pilot answered this time, already pulling up defensive systems on his panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have basic countermeasure suites,\" he said. \"Chaff and flares. Standard defensive package for a transport aircraft.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued, more technical now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they fire a radar-guided missile like an AIM-120 AMRAAM, we deploy chaff to disrupt radar lock. If it’s infrared-guided, we deploy flares to spoof the heat signature.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So we can evade?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-pilot hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can try,\" he said. \"But this isn’t a fighter. We don’t have the maneuverability to outturn a missile. At best, we reduce the probability of a hit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot added on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that’s assuming a single missile,\" he said. \"If they ripple fire, chances drop even more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian remained quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Processing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-pilot continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, sir... the F-35 isn’t just carrying missiles,\" he said. \"It has an internal 25mm GAU-22\u002FA cannon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That range?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Effective within close engagement,\" the co-pilot replied. \"If they get in front or behind us, they can engage with the gun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And at that point,\" he said, \"countermeasures won’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence filled the cockpit again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reality of it settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not built for this kind of fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One,\" Sentinel Eye came through again. \"Interceptor is maintaining lock. No missile launch detected yet, but targeting radar is active.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re locking us,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another second passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Adrian spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maintain course,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot didn’t respond immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sir?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maintain course,\" Adrian repeated. \"Hold heading to Camp Humphreys.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re committing to this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot let out a slow breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Copy sir, maintaining course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Inform them of our decision,\" Adrian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot nodded once and keyed the radio, adjusting the frequency back to the interceptor channel. His tone shifted, still professional, but firmer now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Republic of Korea Air Force interceptor, this is Cold Reach One,\" he said. \"We acknowledge your warning. We are maintaining our current heading.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are not a hostile aircraft,\" he added. \"Repeat, we are non-hostile. We are conducting a humanitarian mission.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced briefly at Adrian, then back to the instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our objective is to locate and extract a virologist critical to understanding the outbreak,\" he went on. \"We are not your enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still nothing from the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the low hum of the engines and the steady tone of the radar systems filled the cockpit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot spoke again, more direct this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The threat is not us,\" he said. \"The threat is on the ground. The infected. That is what we are trying to fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One, Sentinel Eye,\" the AWACS cut in. \"Interceptor is still maintaining fire control lock. No change in posture.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-pilot glanced at the radar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lock is solid,\" he said quietly. \"They’re tracking us continuously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds stretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interceptor came back on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One,\" the Korean pilot said, voice controlled but colder now. \"You are refusing to comply with a lawful directive in an active combat zone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot kept his hand on the controls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are not your enemy,\" the pilot repeated into the mic. \"We are here to help contain this outbreak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One, this is final warning,\" the interceptor replied. \"Alter course immediately or we will engage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Adrian remained firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One, Sentinel Eye!\" the AWACS suddenly cut in with a sharp voice. \"Missile launch! Missile launch! Interceptor has fired—repeat, interceptor has fired!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cockpit snapped into motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Contact front!\" the co-pilot called out. \"Tracking plume—bearing twelve o’clock!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the windshield, a thin streak of smoke cut across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Range closing—!\" the co-pilot added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chaff, chaff, chaff!\" the pilot ordered immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved fast across the panel, flipping the countermeasure switch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp mechanical response followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the rear of the aircraft, there was a burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clouds of metallic strips ejected outward, dispersing into the air behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deploying chaff!\" the co-pilot confirmed. \"Breaking lock attempt!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot pulled slightly on the controls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Banking right!\" he called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive C-17 responded slower than a fighter would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aircraft tilted, adjusting its vector just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Missile still tracking!\" the co-pilot warned. \"Radar lock unstable but not broken!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan braced himself against the frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Distance?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Closing fast—five seconds!\" the co-pilot replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More chaff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another burst fired out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky behind them filled with shimmering debris, scattering radar signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on... come on...\" the pilot muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three seconds!\" the co-pilot called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The missile streaked closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, on the radar, there was a sudden shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lock break! Lock break!\" the co-pilot shouted. \"Missile is veering!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the window, the smoke trail curved slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulled away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tracking the chaff cloud instead. A second later, a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion bloomed in the distance, the shockwave rippling through the air but missing them entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re still flying,\" Ryan said, exhaling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pilot didn’t relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re not done,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if on cue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold Reach One, Sentinel Eye,\" the AWACS came through again. \"Interceptor is repositioning. No second launch yet, but they are still in engagement posture.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-pilot checked the systems quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Countermeasures at sixty percent,\" he said. \"We can take another one, but not many.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan looked at Adrian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, there was no question in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is real now,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know,\" Adrian said, opening his inventory.\u003C\u002Fp>",1113,"2026-06-05T17:06:49.908Z",1,"novelbin.me","f3a78a6754568f843c9026a15fcb608c0fbbe9ee7599ed6e534ef06fb8df3027","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-144","i-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-chapter-143",183,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-have-a-modern-weapon-gacha-system-in-the-zombi-cover.jpg"]