Stocking up in the apocalypse: I am invincible with billions of points, why are you jealous?

"Commander, Zhongtian just sent out 10 military helicopters for the mission!"

After receiving the urgent notice from the investigator, the confidant Liang Kun rushed to Ling Mingzong's office to report immediately.

Upon hearing this, Ling Mingzong clenched the small teacup in his hand. The light green tea in the cup was steaming and rising in front of his eyes. Then, a cunning smile flashed across his face.

"The old fox has been silent for a month and finally made some moves. Let's get started, Liang Kun."

On the day Ling Mingzong left Zhongtian First Island Base, the feeling of being suppressed by Tong Jianguo was worse than death. Not only did he not have any funding, but he was also responsible for clearing the floating zombies passing by them for free. The old fox's goal was to reduce his troops and personnel, thereby directly weakening Beiji's strength.

He couldn't swallow this humiliation no matter what!

"Copy that, Commander."

Liang Kun immediately gave instructions into the walkie-talkie in his hand, and then showed a nasty expression.

"Commander, you are so wise. Those guys in Zhongtian will never think that we have this trick. Let them underestimate our Beiji Army, hehe."

"The Scavenger Plan was originally imposed on our Northern Ji by them unreasonably. Tong Jianguo, you want to kill me, Ling Mingzong, but it's not that easy. Go, the plan cannot fail."

"Yes, Commander, make sure the plan goes flawlessly!"

Liang Kun saluted quickly, turned around and walked out of the office quickly. Ling Mingzong's order was absolute, and he had to ensure that the plan went on perfectly.

"how is the progress?"

"Sir, the scavengers have been launched. The package is moving along the route and will reach the range of the battery tower in about 20 minutes."

"It's a high-end base, but it's equipped with simple sensors. The commander is right. There must be a loophole in a hundred precautions."

Liang Kun held up the telescope and nervously observed the sea surface with glowing waves.

"It's slow, but at least it's not noticeable. Well, it's natural enough."

"Ow—"

"Ow—"

Zombies floating on the sea, covered with inky black seaweed, were drifting on the sea with the current. They had pale and swollen bellies, and were yelling and mumbling with rotten mouths, while the other half of their bodies, which were soaked in sea water, were fixed on a thin iron plate.

The waves pushed the zombies on several iron plates towards the Zhongtian Island Base.

At first glance, it seems like a very common occurrence. It is obviously unrealistic to expect the people of Beiji to clean up all the floating corpses that pass by.

There are always some zombies that can escape the "extermination" of the Beiji shore cleanup team, and all the turret pillars of the Zhongtian Island Base are equipped with sensors. Once a floating corpse enters the range, the protective net will be activated immediately to trap the man-eating monster, and then a ship will be sent to clean up.

It can be said that zombies cannot get close to Tong Jianguo’s base at all, let alone foreign ships and foreign personnel. In order to obtain the long-coveted large base as soon as possible, Ling Mingzong needs information, especially real-time information, which is very important.

Placing Beiji soldiers into the Zhongtian Island Base was their most important move.

Therefore, under those iron zombies are all Beiji diving soldiers. In addition to avoiding the opponent's eyes, the most difficult thing for them to avoid is the bloated zombies that are continuously "releasing poison".

If they are accidentally infected and turned into zombies, not only will the plan fail, but it will also be directly implicated that Beiji is behind it. The ammunition fired from the artillery can blow their small island to pieces, and eventually turn it into a zombie island.

This time, we can only succeed, not fail!

The diving soldier swam with difficulty, his legs kicking with his wide flippers, his right hand tightly gripping the U-shaped handle above, leading the iron zombie tied up above his head to slowly move towards the side of the turret.

"beep"

"beep"

"Bang!"

The sensor sounded, and a large net immediately ejected from the hole in the middle of the turret column.

The net instantly caught the bloated and rotten zombies that entered the range, entangled one by one as they floated over. A small pile of zombies struggled desperately in the big net on the water, unable to break free, and all the thin iron plates used to support them disappeared.

An orange ship appeared in the telescope lens, rushing towards us without stopping.

"They are afraid that the virus will contaminate the waters of their base. Damn Zhongtian bastards!"

Liang Kun cursed under his breath, then smiled, which was exactly what he wanted.

Nothing else, just their quick response!

This is because if the diving soldiers of Beiji stay in the water for one more minute, the chance of leakage will definitely increase exponentially, and they simply cannot afford to lose.

The zombies kept struggling in the net, which was getting tighter and tighter. Then two larger nets were cast, tightly trapping the stinking man-eating monsters that were floating over.

"What are those guys from Beiji doing? One, two, three... 1,2 of them escaped today! That's 3!"

"You did it on purpose. You cleaned up the place neatly at the beginning because you were afraid of our artillery. Now you don't want to pretend anymore."

"Let me see what they are doing, huh? They are cleaning up the zombies... there are... a lot of them..."

"Give me, a lot of zombies... Oh my god!!!"

A two-meter-high iron fence was built on the island where the Beiji army was located. The zombies washed ashore by the sea were constantly crawling to the edge of their protective net. The soldiers in the circle were busy stabbing the zombies' heads, and the cleaning ships on the sea were also "fishing" for floating corpses. It seemed that they were not just pretending!

"It's bad. The situation on land has become more serious."

"Don't dilly-dally, get to work, the virus is spreading."

What the Zhongtian Army didn't know was that Beiji had rounded up a small group of zombies and stored them away to create the illusion, but in order to capture these bloated zombies, many of their soldiers died.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff -"

The three novice water-based psychics on the orange boat gritted their teeth and released their power together. The zombies trapped in the big net were suddenly surrounded by boiling sea water beside them, and a rough and unstable large water ball was formed.

Next, the boat approached the big water ball, and Zhongtian’s two soldiers held harpoons and smashed them directly into the heads of the zombies in the water ball. After confirming that the zombies were dead, the big water ball slowly rose from the sea and moved into the closed hold, where it was stored like fish.

At this time, the three psychics had serious electric leakage, their faces were ashen, and their hands were shaking. They had just left the Novice Village for a few days, and they immediately went to the sea to clean up the corpses. The Zhongtian Army is now implementing a militarized management of all personnel survival mode. Even zombies have to be skinned by Dr. Wu Shu, let alone living people who eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

It is basically the same as Li Kuaile's management model, the main difference is that there is no remuneration, food is received according to level, and you work until you die. Oh, no, after death you turn into a zombie and continue to be studied and become a specimen.

The zombies floating on the sea have little research value and will not be sent to the laboratory. They will eventually be taken to a nearby island and burned.

"Let's go!"

The orange boat started its engine and sailed away from the base's waters.

When the surroundings were quiet, a small black shadow dared to emerge beside the pillar of the turret.

The diving soldiers from Beiji used the large magnets in their hands and the ropes used to tie corpses to fix the thin iron plates to the pillars, and then headed towards the Zhongtian base without making any noise.

They sneaked in quietly from the garbage disposal site, disguised as garbage disposal workers.

The low-level workers at the Zhongtian Base only have enough food to fill their stomachs, and they work long hours and are very tired. They don't have time to pay attention to whether there are more or fewer people. This problem is not something they need to consider.

"Hey...you...you have a wound on your hand!"

"You have a wound on your face too!"

The soldiers of Beiji were in a panic. Six out of ten of them had festering wounds, and it was obvious at a glance that they were infected with the virus!

"I didn't get poisoned by the zombies. I was in a hurry to shave this morning and got hurt."

"I...I am...bruised...!!"

"I won't turn into a zombie... No way!!"

"Swish, swish, swish---"

The silenced gun fired continuously, and in the blink of an eye, six people died in a pool of blood.

The remaining four people calmly moved their companions to the garbage truck and then sent them into the garbage incinerator to burn them to ashes.

Since the number of people in the Zhongtian base is fixed and the personnel are arranged according to numbers, if the plan is to be foolproof, a scapegoat must be found for long-term concealment. There is no doubt that shooting the four garbage disposal workers next is a natural thing to do. Who would care about someone who has no sense of existence and is smelly?

"Report to the commander, four people have successfully hidden themselves."

Liang Kun was overjoyed and immediately reported to Ling Mingzong.

"Tell them to keep a low profile and wait for instructions."

"Copy that, Commander."

Ling Mingzong flicked the cigarette in his hand and smiled slyly.

"Old fox, old fox, there are people from Ling Mingzong right under your nose. By the time you find out, you will be dead. Hahaha..."