229: Chapter 229 Fourth Round of Red Moon Military Testing

The edges of the Red Moon were stained with blood.

The lights in the third-floor command room dimmed.

The sound of Liu Qing's keyboard typing immediately grew rapid.

"Biological unrest is occurring simultaneously in Jiang City, Zhe City, and Shanghai."

"Shanghai is under the highest pressure."

In the dining hall, the corners of Jiang Xiaowan's mouth, which had just curled up, fell back down.

Su Xiaonuan, still hoarse, threw on a coat and went downstairs.

Before she had time to tie her hair, she had already picked up the authorization tablet.

"Outer circle, take your positions."

"The green safety line is lit."

On the grounds of Cloud Top Palace, strips of green fluorescent light illuminated.

The labor zone, logistics zone, and armed zone each returned to their stations.

Steel alloy roller shutters dropped, emitting muffled thuds.

B2 Energy Level.

Tang Qiqi rushed in, clutching half a box of caramel pudding, cream still smeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm in charge of the electric rat switch today."

She placed the pudding on the console and pressed both hands onto the nuclear power shunt valve.

Blue and white electric arcs crawled up the walls.

"Come on, Red Moon."

"Let's see who finishes pulling first."

Lin Yuan sat in the main seat.

The large screen displayed the combat power sequence table.

First Echelon.

[Lin Motong, SSS-Class, Zombie Emperor.]

[Can reverse suppress Red Moon berserk state.]

Second Echelon.

[Wang Ya, SS-Class, Water Calamity.]

[Qin Yumo, S-Class, Wild Resonance.]

[Su Muxue, S-Class, Absolute Zero.]

Third Echelon.

Lu Yan, Sister Long, Tank, Fat Dragon.

Support Sequence.

Liu Qing, Xia Qingqiu, Tang Qiqi, Captain Han Xue.

Peripheral Sequence.

Chu Feng, Master Jiu.

Zhe City Feng Sanhai system.

Shanghai Zhao Dingshan, Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng system.

Jiang Xiaowan sat in the side seat, supporting her belly, looking at the table, and made a clicking sound.

"You really treat people like chess pieces to be arranged."

Lin Yuan didn't look at her.

"Only pieces with value get to be on the board."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Shanghai channel exploded.

Zhao Dingshan's voice was strained by heavy breathing.

"Mr. Lin."

"Riots are happening simultaneously in three places: Pudong, Hongqiao Command Center, and Wusong."

The footage cut in.

Under the Red Moon, swaths of dark shadows emerged from the dilapidated streets of Shanghai.

They weren't ordinary zombies.

They had golden-red patterns crawling under their skin; severed arms were still snapping and biting, and even with half their heads blown off, they continued to charge, dragging their intestines behind them.

"Divine Light pollution residues."

Liu Qing immediately marked them in red.

"Ordinary firepower cannot immediately stop their movements."

The Hongqiao Command Center survivor registration point was in chaos.

Someone cried out.

"Lin Yuan, take over Shanghai!"

"Where is the defensive line?"

"He took us in, does no one care if we live or die now!"

Officers gathered in front of the map, their expressions growing uglier by the second.

All three defensive lines turned red simultaneously.

Ammunition consumption soared.

Reinforcement routes were cut off by the Zombie Horde.

Someone spoke in a low voice.

"We can't hold all three sides."

The temporary Shanghai channel went quiet.

Everyone was waiting for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan scanned the screen.

"Wang Ya."

Wang Ya stood up.

"Mr. Lin."

"Take Lin Motong, Qin Yumo, and the Zombie Girl squad to Shanghai."

"The goal isn't to put out fires."

Lin Yuan looked at the surging red dots on the map.

"It's to reshape the battlefield."

Jiang Xiaowan bit her spoon.

"If you send both the Water Goddess and the Little Queen out, what will happen if Tiangong No. 1 is left empty?"

Su Xiaonuan looked up.

"Tiangong No. 1 won't be empty."

Her voice was hoarse, but her commands were steady.

"Su Muxue guards the Inner Circle."

"Lu Yan guards the outer wall."

"Zhou Heng serves as the wartime captain for the outer circle, with Captain Han Xue as support."

"Xia Qingqiu prepares for medical triage."

"Tang Qiqi stands by with shields."

Jiang Xiaowan put the spoon back into the bowl.

"Fine, Housekeeper Su is calm and composed today."

Tang Qiqi's voice came from B2.

"Don't praise the pregnant woman; if you do, I'll lose my composure."

Lin Yuan looked at Jiang Xiaowan.

"You just focus on your pregnancy."

"You don't need to give blind commands."

Jiang Xiaowan lowered her head to drink soup.

"Got it, daddy of the child."

Lin Yuan didn't respond to her crazy talk.

The helicopter took off.

Qin Yumo sat by the cabin door, twin blades resting across her knees.

Wang Ya held Lin Motong.

The tattered teddy bear in Lin Motong's arms was cast with a dark hue by the Red Moon.

She looked up and asked.

"Will Daddy be watching us?"

Wang Ya stroked her head.

"Yes."

Lin Motong looked up.

"Then I won't hold back."

The helicopter sped toward Shanghai.

On the main battlefield of Jiang City, the Zombie Horde had already collided with the mountain road.

The machine gun fire net lit up.

The first batch of zombies was beaten into minced meat.

The Zombie Horde behind them trampled over the severed limbs and continued to surge upward.

The Red Moon climbed to its zenith.

Several C-Class Mutants crawled out from the Zombie Horde, braving the bullets to charge toward the outer wall.

Someone in the outer labor zone lost their nerve, dropped their ammo crate, and ran toward the middle circle.

Zhou Heng pulled his gun.

Bang!

A direct headshot.

He wasn't like Captain Han Xue, wasting time shooting at feet or the ground.

"Anyone who abandons their post will be treated as a wartime defector."

Captain Han Xue's voice came through.

"Three-stage rotation of combat power."

"Group one, suppress left."

"Group two, reload."

"Group three, transport crystal core bombs."

The gunfire found its rhythm again.

Lu Yan pressed his hands against the ground.

The frozen soil in front of the outer wall exploded, rubble flipped up, and three dog-tooth barricades stood across the path of the Zombie Horde.

Sister Long donned her armor and rushed into the gap.

A B-Class Mutant had just climbed onto the barricade when she smashed its chest bone with a punch.

"Get back, you bastard!"

Tank braced his shoulder against the broken gate.

The steel rails emitted a screeching friction.

He gritted his teeth and pushed the entire door back onto the track.

Fat Dragon stood at the entrance of the passage, his belly visibly deflating.

A line of fire sprayed out.

A fire trench was burned under the feet of the zombie crowd.

He panted and cursed.

"Damn it, I'm burning fat to defend the country."

"Even the Emperor might not be as brutal as I am."

Shanghai.

Beside the Huangpu River.

The helicopter landed on the helipad of an office building.

Zhao Dingshan had originally thought they would have to retreat to the Hongqiao Command Center.

The next second, he saw Wang Ya walk out of the cabin.

High heels stepped onto the accumulated water.

The entire Huangpu River rose by a foot.

Under the Red Moon, the river water seemed to be held up by a pair of hands.

Lin Motong sat on the shoulder of an A-Class City Patrol Envoy, hugging her tattered teddy bear.

She looked at the berserk zombie crowds on both sides of the riverbank.

"Kneel."

The voice was not loud.

The Zombie Horde fell to the ground in droves.

It was as if their spines had been severed.

Shanghai soldiers stood behind the ruined walls, their gun barrels slowly lowering.

A young soldier swallowed hard.

"Is this… a human?"

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng stood in the Hongqiao Command Center, staring at the screen.

"This is the Young Miss."

A few Divine Light pollution variants were still struggling.

Qin Yumo leaped down from the rooftop.

Her red hair was illuminated by the moonlight.

The blade edge swept across the neck of the first variant.

The second slash cut open the golden-red lines on its chest.

The third slash severed its spine.

The Zombie Girl squad rushed out from the shadows, delivering finishing blows, dragging corpses, and digging out crystal cores.

There was no chaos at all.

Lin Motong raised her small hand.

"Eat the red ones."

"Do not touch the living."

The million-strong Zombie Horde split into three streams.

The sea of zombies that was originally going to swallow the city had turned into a tactical formation.

Wang Ya closed her eyes.

The Huangpu River water veins, sewers, subway tunnels, and dock warehouses all entered her perception.

She raised her hand.

Water lines drilled out from the gaps in the manhole covers.

A B-Class variant hiding in the depths of the subway station was forcibly dragged to the surface.

Qin Yumo was already waiting at the exit.

The blade fell.

The head flew.

Zhao Dingshan looked at the map.

Large swaths of red dots disappeared.

He picked up the full-frequency communicator.

"All Shanghai troops, listen up."

"Stop friendly fire on the zombie crowds."

"Coordinate with the Young Miss's operations."

Several old officers held their communicators; no one mentioned "the Zombie Horde is uncontrollable" anymore.

They watched the sea of zombies blocking eight gaps for them on the screen and slowly lowered their guns.

At this moment, everyone understood.

Shanghai didn't just gain a reinforcement unit.

Shanghai had changed the rules of war.

Cloud Top Palace outer wall.

Su Muxue, wearing a light blue windbreaker, climbed onto the wall.

The extreme cold domain spread out.

The wall-climbing zombies began to freeze from their ankles, their movements stopping in mid-air, lined up like ice sculptures.

A large portion of the Zombie Horde's vanguard was frozen solid.

Liu Qing compressed the battle situation of the three locations into one tactical map.

At Jiang University in Jiang City, Chu Feng's Solar Furnace burned the Zombie Horde outside the campus.

In Zhe City, the Feng Sanhai system stabilized the defensive lines at various nodes, and patrol teams led the Mutants into the firepower net.

In Shanghai, Zhao Dingshan's troops followed behind the million-strong Zombie Horde to reinforce the defensive lines.

On the tactical map, the three red war zones were pushed back to the boundaries bit by bit.

Lin Yuan looked at those green dots returning to their positions.

His voice drowned out all the noise on the channels.

"The fourth round of the Red Moon is not a disaster."

"It is a test of the troops."

No one spoke in the command room.

Even Jiang Xiaowan put away her playful attitude.

The Red Moon shone on Lin Yuan's shoulders.

He sat there like the center of the great web of Jiang-Zhe-Hu Region.

Before dawn.

The edges of the Red Moon faded.

There were no cheers on the communication channels.

Only post-war summaries.

"crystal cores stored."

"Zombie crowds returned to positions."

"Battle damage statistics."

"Outer wall repairs beginning."

"Energy shield remaining load: sixty-one percent."

Su Xiaonuan placed the final report in front of Lin Yuan.

"General Manager Lin."

"The Jiang-Zhe-Hu Region system has survived the fourth round of the Red Moon."

Lin Yuan opened the report.

Just then, the screen did not go dark.

A system prompt popped up.

[Special arrival target has appeared.]

[Current arrival player: Eve.]