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

Visibly, the mist in the air began to turn into a pale blue electric light, with currents surging everywhere. The mist dissipated in a straight line, extending from where the three-headed hell lizard was looking to where it was right in front of it.

It was a ray of light that seemed to cleave the heavens and the earth, tearing apart all fear, piercing through all obstacles, and piercing through the leftmost head of the three-headed hell lizard in one fell swoop!

boom--! ! !

A muffled yet deafening explosion resounded, accompanied by flying blood and flesh, the roar of a giant beast, and a dazzling light.

The three-headed hellhound... oh no, it should only have one head now; the other two heads were shattered in the recent cataclysm and severely damaged.

A figure with long black hair flowing in the wind, eyes like lightning, surrounded by rumbling thunder and a sky filled with blue and purple light, held the spear of victory that brought glory in one hand, pointing it diagonally forward:

"Shining in the mortal world".

A clear, cold female voice echoed in all directions. A dark red light appeared at the tip of the spear. Space collapsed, and a red beam of light piercing through the heavens and earth erupted fiercely like an arrow leading to victory!

Chapter 110 Encouragement, Licking the Ground

Unfortunately, the Radiant Red Dust missed the last head of the Hellfire Lizard. Instead, it passed through it from the lower left, leaving a hole the size of a wheel. No blood flowed out; it had all solidified and charred under the Radiant Red Dust's high temperature.

Looking out, a layer of dark clouds had gathered in the sky, lightning flashed, and blue-purple electric lights stirred the hearts of the people who were silent and fearful. It was as if the sky had cleared after the rain, and the thick fog was no longer so obscuring.

In fact, the thick fog was greatly diluted and was spreading to a wider area, and visibility gradually became clearer.

This wasn't brought about by Yan Ziming; the dilution of the mist was entirely thanks to Zhi Ruo, who was hiding in the rear and constantly using her 'matter conversion' ability.

The vast mist is being transformed into abundant lightning elements through her special ability, making Yan Ziming even stronger and more enduring.

Only then did everyone see Yan Ziming standing at the very front. Her arms were now shimmering with dazzling blue light, her hair was gradually turning blue-purple, and her eyes shone with the brilliance of lightning. Her beautiful face was dreamlike and ethereal, like a fairy dancing gracefully in the lightning. All eyes were focused on her.

Looking at the imposing Yan Ziming from behind, Ye Qianxue nodded in satisfaction.

—This is the kind of older sister that Chiyuki should have!

"This guy... he came in way too well," Li Hao said with a smile.

Looking at Yan Ziming, who was as bewildered as a god, he felt for the first time that the decision made by the Chinese leadership to appoint Yan Ziming as the commander-in-chief was correct.

Such a person may not be suitable to lead an army or offer advice, but he is most suitable as a spiritual leader, and the future of China undoubtedly needs such a person the most.

Her superpower—lightning—represents righteousness and embodies the titles of 'bravery' and 'dawn,' perfectly fitting the role of a 'spiritual leader.' It is also the superpower that best inspires morale.

Like Yan Shan, he was the backbone of the entire Chinese military. As long as he was there, the Chinese military would never fall.

But no matter how tough he is, he is already showing signs of aging, and China urgently needs someone who can inherit the role of "spiritual leader".

Perhaps the higher-ups chose Yan Ziming for this reason? Although Mu Mu and Mo Sheng are also excellent candidates, it just feels like something is missing...

Li Hao thought so too.

The other superhumans were overjoyed when they saw Yan Zimo. Besides being greatly encouraged by the arrival of their greatest support, they were also amazed.

It's not about Yan Ziming inflicting severe damage on the Hellfire Lizard in a single exchange, but rather... who is this beautiful woman?

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes sparkling with light, her skin as smooth as snow and delicate as if it could be broken with a touch, her neck graceful and elegant. Her originally jet-black hair had been dyed blue-purple, and her imposing presence revealed a peerless beauty that could bring ruin to a country!

Is this the same person named 'Ziqing' who competed against Mu Mu in the Civilization Cup? Why does he look so familiar after taking off his mask?

—The fog has been cleared to reveal the true face.

This statement applies to Yan Zimo, and it also applies to the battlefield.

As the mist was continuously transformed into lightning elements, an increasingly clear field of vision was achieved. Finally, after Yan Ziming completely killed the Hellfire Lizard, the field of vision was completely unobstructed and could be seen for miles.

However, when Yan Zimo saw the true face of this battlefield, he couldn't help but frown deeply.

What she saw was a devastated battlefield and a vast number of mutated species!

"This number must be around three or four hundred thousand, right?" Yan Ziming estimated.

There are three to four hundred thousand mutated species on the east side of the city wall alone. Excluding the north side where more than ten experts are fighting fiercely, the number of mutated species on the other three sides must exceed one million!

"Hey—what are you artillery units standing there for? Start firing!" Yan Ziming shouted.

On the other side, even though the military personnel in the Seventh District couldn't understand Chinese, they could roughly understand Yan Ziming's meaning. They adjusted the angle of their artillery fire and then began a merciless harvest!

The thunderous artillery fire erupted like a volcano, raging with the long-standing, headless fury, and the endless barrage of death crashed down on the direction where the beast tide was most concentrated.

Moreover, after the headquarters of the Seventh District learned that the view of the eastern city wall had been cleared, all kinds of fighter jets and bombers that were originally stuck at the airport took off one after another.

Among them are the most renowned F-22 Raptor, F-35 "Fat Lightning", and B-52 bomber. Leaving aside the first two, the firepower carried by the B-52 is truly formidable.

The B-52 bomber, also known as the Stratofortress, lives up to its name, and its firepower is undeniable.

弹舱内可挂3个高密度炸弹架，每个炸弹架可挂18颗340kg的M117炸弹或28颗227kg的MK82炸弹；每个机翼下可挂12颗340kg的M117炸弹。最多可挂108颗通用炸弹，最大载弹量可达27.2吨。

With such a large payload, even a single aircraft could conduct a carpet bombing, completely clearing an area, let alone ten aircraft taking off simultaneously.

Under this almost insane firepower, the area that the B52 passed through looked as if it had been plowed through by an armored division. Everywhere there were the skeletons of mutated species, smoke and fire filled the sky, and the scorching heat turned the area into a death zone. The various pieces of flesh and tissue were nauseating. Ordinary people would definitely vomit on the spot if they saw it, and even veterans would be traumatized.

As seen in the field of vision, several S-class mutated species covered by artillery fire were also blasted and wounded all over, bleeding profusely, and their combat power was reduced to an extremely low level, before being overwhelmed by the artillery fire that followed.

Yan Ziming nodded repeatedly as he watched this scene; this was the most complete artillery barrage!

What kind of junk was it at Yongjing last time?

When they arrived, the Yongjing Military Administrative District had completely destroyed its airport, lost all its aircraft, and was almost out of ammunition.

Our own bombers could not possibly take off or land in the wilderness, where there was wreckage everywhere or where there were mutated species; that would be suicidal.

In the end, they found two relatively intact runways, which were then patched up and repaired before they could be used.

But how can just two runways be enough?

The result was a serious lag and inadequacy in air firepower; otherwise, why would they have fought so hard and even been forced to the city walls by the mutated species?

Gaining air superiority and employing ground-feeding tactics is the most satisfying thing.

Sure enough, several A-10 attack aircraft—the Warthogs—that were feeling restless, had already taken off from the runway, their unique engine roars thrilling the ground troops of the Seventh District who were familiar with their power.

The A-10 Warthog is equipped with a 30mm GAU-8 seven-barrel Gatling gun on the lower left side of its forward fuselage. It has a rate of fire of 4200 rounds per minute, which can pose a certain threat even to S-class mutant species. In addition, it carries various missiles, so its firepower is self-evident.

It was a master at licking the ground before the apocalypse, and it remains so after the apocalypse.

Its main mission is to carry out precise one-on-one or multiple-on-one strikes against certain difficult targets. Each bullet is the size of a cola bottle. Any mutant species below the S-level that is hit will be riddled with holes.

Even against the backdrop of increasingly sophisticated defense systems in modern countries, the soon-to-be-obsolete AC-130 gunship was brought out for a spin by the United States!

Similar to the A-10, the AC-130 is also an attack aircraft capable of unleashing a barrage of bullets. However, its firepower is far more powerful than that of the A-10.

The amount of ammunition it fires in one minute is comparable to the amount used by an infantry battalion throughout an entire campaign.

It is equipped with two 7.62 mm machine guns, two M61 Vulcan 6-barrel 20 mm cannons, each with 3000 rounds of ammunition and a maximum rate of fire of 6000 rounds per minute, a Bofors 40 mm automatic cannon, and the most insane 105 mm howitzer!

Furthermore, after undergoing modifications specifically designed for mutated species by the United States, the AC-130 gunship became even more terrifying.

For the human side, which holds absolute air superiority, an AC-130 gunship plays a more significant role on the battlefield than several seventh-tier superhumans.

How do humans survive in a post-apocalyptic world teeming with giant beasts?

It relies on overwhelming firepower built on a large collective foundation, rarely engaging in close combat. They kill or cripple the enemy before they get close, and then carry out the final cleanup.

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P.S.: The weapon explanations in this chapter are written out of the author's personal interest, and I hope you all enjoy them.

In addition—online humility

Chapter 111 Shooting Down

An AC-130 gunship circled once in the air and began a frenzied strafing attack on an S-class mutated species.

The 20mm cannon spewed out a barrage of deadly bullets, but this was not enough to harm the S-class mutated species. At most, it would only inflict some pain on it. A more powerful attack was needed.

So the Bofors 40mm automatic cannon and the 105mm howitzer opened fire, filling the area below with smoke and dust, and for a moment the S-class mutated species was unable to raise its head.

The S-class mutated species it was targeting was incredibly frustrated! If it could have gotten its hands on it, it would have torn that mere iron frame down long ago!

The problem is that it can't reach it. It gets beaten up and can't run away. If it continues for another minute or so, even if it's an S-class, it will die.

While it's satisfying to have absolute air superiority and unleash devastating attacks from places the enemy can't reach, being too conspicuous can make you a target for concentrated fire.

As the most hated creature, the AC-130 gunship has become a thorn in the side of many mutated species, and soon special individuals have set their sights on it.

A relatively low-profile S-class mutated species on the ground suddenly spread its arms, revealing bony wings with a wingspan of nearly twenty meters. With a powerful flap, it soared into the sky, gradually climbing to an altitude of over eight thousand meters, looking down at the AC-130 gunship hovering below it.

"Flamingo, you're being watched. The enemy is above you, codenamed 'Thunder Feather.' Evacuate immediately."

"Flamingo received. Returning now. Requesting cover."

The pilots of the AC-130 gunship had received a warning from command and began to turn around and evacuate. Two F-22 fighter jets that had just taken off, carrying modified air-to-air missiles, took off to escort the AC-130, codenamed "Flamingo".

Upon seeing its target, Thunderfeather in the air turned and headed downwards after letting out a low cry. The target was the Flamingo. A whistling sound could be heard in the air, and two straight white lines were left where its wings swept across.

The F-22's weapons bay opened, and all the loaded special air-to-air missiles were launched, aiming at the "meteor" swooping down from the sky, leaving long trails of missile exhaust as it hurtled towards the target at more than four times the speed of sound.

Boom boom boom——

With a flash of lightning, several air-to-air missiles were detonated by the electric current halfway through their flight. "Thunder Feather" continued its dive, with lightning crackling around its pointed top. The lightning from earlier was its doing.

Innate skill!

This is an S-class mutated species with innate skills, making it even more troublesome.

Then, "Thunder Feather" wrapped its entire body with its wings, resembling a giant cone, and attacked AC-130 at a speed several times greater than before!