I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

With so many superhumans and the United States' advanced technology providing defense, this mutated species' siege is destined to be a joke.

—That's how it is in theory.

This world is very realistic, and also very cruel.

Would people from other countries be willing to send their elite personnel to fight to the death on the battlefields of the United States?

Would ordinary people with supernatural abilities agree to do something so dangerous that it yields no benefit?

What would be most unacceptable if they fought with fervent passion for the people of the world, only to be used as cannon fodder by the commanders of the United States, while their own superhumans reaped the benefits without a care in the world?

In reality, there is little chance that this situation will occur. It would only cause the reputation of the United States to plummet and make it hostile to surrounding countries.

but--

It's a consequence of the United States' own actions. They keep pushing the "United States First" slogan, but their reputation has almost completely collapsed, and they're now being treated like ingrates by other countries.

Of course, all of this is contingent on the Seventh District having insufficient troops for defense.

And so... not long after the battle began, the military in the Seventh District issued a request for reinforcements.

Normally, with the strength of the Seventh District, a mere 400,000 mutated species would not be a problem.

However, after close contact and assessment, they discovered that the number of these mutated species could very well exceed one million!

Some of them are fake.

Yes, it's fake.

Perhaps due to the thick fog that filled the sky, some of the mutated species appeared as mere phantoms, yet were so real that they could not be ignored, thus diverting a lot of firepower.

Another factor was the dense fog, which limited the military's visibility to a very short distance, preventing them from fully utilizing their artillery advantage and forcing them to fire blindly.

The price of doing so was that the enemy was at the gates of the city.

Beyond-visual-range (BVR) strikes, as the name suggests, refer to striking targets outside of one's field of vision, crippling enemy forces before they can get close to one's own position.

As is well known, beyond-visual-range strikes encompass the core components of current human warfare technology, and almost all super-heavy firepower is built upon this foundation.

It can be said that countries without beyond-visual-range strike technology will only be wiped out under the iron heel of mutated species.

Now, the Seventh District's long-range firepower advantage has been reduced by 70-80% by the dense fog, which is equivalent to cutting off a person's lower body, making it difficult to even protect themselves.

The current battle situation is completely one-sided – the Seventh District military has suffered a major defeat.

Often, while the United States' artillery units are still aiming at locations tens of kilometers away, a bunch of mutated species emerge from the dense fog right in front of them, catching them off guard and causing heavy casualties.

This fog is so thick that even thermal imaging tracking, infrared guidance systems, and other systems have all become ineffective.

The only hope, radar exploration, was useless; electromagnetic waves entered the dense fog without any reaction whatsoever, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

Therefore, the military in District 7 became completely blind, not knowing where to attack, and was repeatedly defeated by the mutated species.

Except for the northern part where a divine war was taking place, preventing any mutated species from venturing there, the other three city walls were subjected to fierce attacks.

Fortunately, the United States has the latest cutting-edge technology, namely protective shields, which are firmly guarding key positions; otherwise, the city might have already fallen.

Vault Zero

Representatives from various countries, as well as participants and non-participants with special abilities, are all here, numbering approximately seven thousand.

Such a large number of superhumans is definitely a powerful new force. Joining the battlefield will be a sharp blade, completely cutting through the tide of mutated species, and the safety of the Seventh District can be considered guaranteed.

With such powerful strength, there was no reason to leave it unused, and soon people began to pay attention to them.

The higher-ups in District Seven quickly issued orders requiring the contestants to help defend against the invasion of mutated species.

Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers gathered here, and a lieutenant general leading them was negotiating with the captains of the delegations from various countries.

However, their attitude was not very friendly.

"Everyone, please cooperate with our operation and follow our instructions! This is an emergency, and we have the right to requisition all available resources!"

"I'm sorry, but I simply cannot trust your code of conduct," Qin Di said firmly.

As a prominent member of the Chinese delegation, he had a responsibility to ensure that these people, who would carry the banner of China's future, would not die needlessly on the battlefield because of the selfishness of the United States.

If he weren't so well-mannered, he would have already started cursing—what right do they have to requisition the Chinese team!

Beside him, Yan Ziming also arrogantly took advantage of the situation, handing over all the negotiations to Qin Di while he himself provided military intimidation.

To prevent those arrogant and condescending individuals from forcing their way in, she deliberately released a dangerous aura to intimidate those around her.

On the other side, Lieutenant General Michael looked rather grim; he hadn't expected the rejection to be so ruthless.

Only a few hundred people agreed to go on the expedition, which is far from enough compared to the entire deployment of the Seventh District!

As soon as the Chinese team spoke up, the other participants from other countries who were wavering and almost forced to agree to participate under pressure from the United States suddenly seemed to have found their backbone and disagreed with the United States' mandatory conscription plan.

Mandatory conscription!

This is a common wartime strategy, legal and reasonable in any country. Refusing it will result in being scorned by the people and becoming a pariah.

When Yan Ziming and her companions lived in the Jiangning Military Administrative Region, they were often conscripted to participate in battles. This was their responsibility and obligation as people with superpowers.

However, this raises a question—can mandatory conscription be applied to foreign citizens?

It is clearly impossible; high-level officials from various countries would not agree to it. However, given the rampant spread of mutated species in the world today, they have still held such discussions at the United Nations.

Regardless of the opinions of other countries, the United States was one of the countries that strongly opposed this bill at the time.

Does one want another country to forcibly conscript its own citizens?

What a joke!

They would love for all the countries in the world to sacrifice themselves to protect their own citizens. A mysterious sense of racial superiority makes them feel that they are superior and have so-called "priority".

Ultimately, the bill was rejected outright, rendering the meeting pointless.

Now, their forced conscription of citizens from other countries is clearly not in accordance with international law, and Qin Di and his group have every legitimate reason to refuse, and it complies with all international procedures.

Chapter 107 Appointment

"you!"

Lieutenant General Michael was furious, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and the aura of a seventh-level superhuman surged forth.

Around him, more than a hundred soldiers seemed to receive a signal and raised their guns, the dark muzzles aimed at the group of superhumans led by Yan Ziming, and a murderous aura filled the surroundings.

"What, you still want to make a move?" Yan Ziming sneered. "Do you believe that we can take down the Seventh District without even needing mutated species to break through the city?"

"You—! How could you utter such treasonous words!" Lieutenant General Michael's pupils contracted sharply as he shouted.

"You brought this on yourselves. The outcome depends entirely on your actions. We are merely acting in self-defense."

Yan Ziming preached with the same murderous intent.

Behind her, a group of superhumans also exuded a fierce aura, their valiant momentum unmatched.

After witnessing the battle between Yan Ziming and Mu Mu, they all subconsciously regarded her as their leader.

In addition, since she was a member of the representative team of the first military administrative region of China—Beian Military Administrative Region, it was inevitable that people would associate her with the Chinese government, and thus everyone followed Yan Zimo's lead.

There are over a thousand participants from China alone, with many high-ranking and mid-ranking members. They are no match for the mere hundred or so soldiers in front of them. They are like small sailboats struggling to survive in a raging storm, ready to capsize at any moment.

Although it won't actually destroy District 7, the losses from the civil war are inevitable, which will only make things worse for the military in District 7.

"As for the specifics, let's wait for our respective high-level officials to finalize the matter first. Neither of us can represent the highest position of the other, so it would be pointless to say anything."

Qin Di insisted on waiting for orders from his superiors, which made Lieutenant General Michael and his men look extremely grim.

By the time the higher-ups finished discussing the matter, their troops had almost all been wiped out!

"I'll vouch for you."

An unexpected sound came from behind Lieutenant General Michael, and the surrounding soldiers spontaneously parted to make way for two graceful figures emerging from the crowd.

It is Mandala and Fia.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Ziming's eyes. He hadn't expected them to recover so quickly. It seemed that the Lofiel Consortium had some pretty good healers!

"You're just worried that we'll use you as cannon fodder, or stab you in the back... Now, in the name of the Lofiel conglomerate, I assure you that such a thing will not happen."

Mandala's voice was high-spirited and confident, and given her high position, her orders were likely not to be ignored even by the military. It did sound quite convincing.

However, words are not enough; only concrete actions can reassure people.

“I, Gabriel Lofiel, will lead the charge and kill the enemy. If you are still not comfortable with this, you can mix our personnel with yours.”

Mixed formation means that the personnel are mixed in half and concentrated in one formation.

Even if the United States wanted to play the backstab game, it wouldn't kill its own people, would it? That would cause a military coup.

What do you think of this?

Mandala turned her gaze to Yan Ziming. The question she asked was "you all," but in reality, she only cared about Yan Ziming's answer.

As the strongest among them, Yan Zimo would naturally command a large following, given the Chinese people's tendency to unite. If Yan Zimo agreed, then the deal was essentially done.

However, Yan Zimo could not agree so hastily.

Everyone knows that the United States dreams of destroying China, a country that threatens their rule.

The founding leaders of China once said, "In today's international situation, it's either the East Wind prevailing over the West Wind, or the West Wind prevailing over the East Wind," and "Imperialism's desire to destroy us will never give up." These statements are enough to demonstrate the extent of Western countries' hostility towards China.

As long as they carry out "precise accidental bombing" of Chinese personnel in the chaos of the battlefield, or receive a "no support" response after being trapped in enemy territory, even if the world's people are on the side of the Chinese, they cannot criticize them.