Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

The moment the submarine plunged into the boiling water zone, the world outside the cabin was completely reduced to a white, chaotic void.

The fine bubbles coalesced into large plumes of billowing white steam, enveloping the submarine.

Zhou Shuwan and the others seemed to have entered a flowing cloud of mist.

The pursuers could still vaguely detect their sonar signals.

However, under the interference of high-temperature steam and dense bubbles, it instantly becomes chaotic and eventually disappears completely.

"Shit!" The pursuer with a full beard slammed his fist on the panel in front of him.

“They’ve lost sight of their target,” Zhou Shuwan said. “Xiao Yu, Mu Mu, let’s adjust to the side by 15 degrees. There are three turbulent currents converging there, with complex flow rates that can completely conceal our navigation tracks.”

"it is good!"

Qi Mingyu turned the control lever, and the submarine cut into the predetermined course like a nimble fish.

As soon as we entered the turbulent area, the ship felt a noticeable pulling force, and the current speed suddenly increased, reaching as high as three meters per second at its highest point.

The submarine bounced up and down in the turbulent currents, but it always maintained a stable direction of travel.

Mu Mu and Zhou Shuwan exchanged a smile; they had finally escaped the enemy's pursuit for the time being!

Just as the three were using the turbulent currents to speed up their escape, a massive firestorm was raging inside the semi-submersible base of the United States.

The armory gates were intact, but the warehouse, which had been filled with heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, torpedoes, and energy weapons, was now empty.

The black steel alloy, which had been smelted for so long and stored in the research department's dedicated warehouse, has also vanished without a trace.

That's a high-temperature and corrosion-resistant metal that took countless human and material resources and the painstaking efforts of top scientists to forge.

An entire warehouse of supplies, along with half of the research equipment and core data, vanished without a trace.

What's even more infuriating for Americans is that nearly a third of the canned goods, biscuits, and first-aid supplies in the food storage area have disappeared.

It's important to understand that on this barren, boiling sea, all supplies must rely on the reserves made before the apocalypse, making every single item extremely precious.

Base Commander Disent stood in the empty armory, his face ashen, veins throbbing on his forehead.

He kicked the nearby shelf hard, and the heavy metal shelf collapsed with a loud crash.

"A bunch of useless trash! All of you are useless trash!" His roar echoed in the empty warehouse. "Someone ransacked the base right under our noses! And you didn't even notice?!"

The guards and researchers around them were terrified and kept their heads down, not daring to utter a sound.

Since the apocalypse and the sinking of the land, they have maintained an absolute advantage thanks to their semi-submersible bases and ample reserves.

Not to mention being so thoroughly looted, the base's defense system has never been breached.

Even before the apocalypse, as one of the most secretive deep-sea bases of the United States, they had never encountered such a humiliating event.

"Who did this?" Disent's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him. "Could it be those Easterners? How could they have infiltrated the base so silently and taken so much stuff? Did they really use some kind of Eastern witchcraft?"

The adjutant beside him was deathly pale and said in a trembling voice, "The base's defense system has no alarm records. We checked all entrances and exits, the armory, the research department, and the inventory, but there was no trace of entry or exit."

“These places are always heavily guarded! Our soldiers stand guard diligently and have never been absent... But we don’t know how those supplies disappeared so quietly!”

"Hmph! I don't know!" Disent laughed angrily, his tone chilling. "I don't care what methods they used, issue a kill order immediately!"

"Use all available resources to bring these people back alive! I want to interrogate them personally and see how they managed to do it!"

"Yes, sir!" the adjutant shouted in response.

But then he stepped forward, looking troubled: "Base commander, our submarines... originally numbered twenty-eight, but after counting, we found nine are missing, leaving only nineteen. Fourteen were already sent out to pursue, and now we can only mobilize five. Our pursuit force is really limited."

With these nearly thirty submarines, even if the base were to enter the Boiling Sea Disaster, they would be basically safe!

However, now, nine ships have been lost.

In addition, due to the fighting between the two sides, they lost four or five more ships, resulting in the loss of more than a dozen submarines in a single battle!

Disent's heart was bleeding, his rage burning even brighter. "Where are the ships at sea? Send out the warships! A pincer attack from above and below—I refuse to believe we can't catch them!"

The adjutant's face grew even uglier: "Most of the ships anchored at the base were swept away during the previous strong storms, and the remaining warships were also severely damaged, with their propulsion systems failing, making long-distance pursuit impossible."

"Useless! All of you are useless!" Disent was trembling with rage. "We still have a helicopter! Use the helicopter to give chase!"

The key parts of the helicopter's fuselage were also made of sturdy steel alloy, making it strong and durable.

However, since the Boiling Sea disaster, the outside temperature has reached 100 degrees Celsius, storms and waves have occurred frequently at sea, and visibility has been extremely low.

This helicopter has been parked on the ship and has never been put into actual use. No one knows whether it is safe to fly in such bad weather.

“Base commander, this…” the adjutant hesitated, “The helicopter has never been test-flown in a boiling sea environment before, and now the outside is filled with steam, and the visibility is less than ten meters. The risk of flying is too great.”

“Risk? What could be more dangerous than letting those thieves escape?” Disent shouted. “Get the pilots ready to take off and give chase!”

"Yes, sir!" The adjutant had no choice but to relay the order.

However, the soldiers of the United States are not like the soldiers of China; their discipline and obedience are very poor!

Therefore, the order was rejected by all the pilots.

The base's eight pilots are all experienced veterans who are well aware of the deadly risks of flying in the current environment.

High-temperature steam can severely affect engine performance, and extremely low visibility can lead to a crash and loss of life at any time.

They were unwilling to risk their lives on such a risky mission.

"A bunch of cowards! Disobeying orders!" Disentin immediately ordered all eight pilots to be imprisoned, stripped of their ranks, and all their personal belongings confiscated. "Since they refuse to go, send my trusted men!"

He selected two subordinates who had always followed him. Although these two men also knew how to fly, their experience was far less than that of professional pilots.

Faced with Disent's unquestionable orders, they dared not disobey and could only grit their teeth and accept them.

The two men surfaced in a small submarine and boarded the dusty, slightly dilapidated helicopter.