57: Chapter 57 Zero-Type Mech! Armed Clone Legion!

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the presidential suite.

The two-hundred-square-meter custom bed was a mess.

Anna lay sprawled on the edge of the bed, fast asleep.

Her large white shirt had long since been torn into shreds and discarded carelessly on the carpet.

Her snow-white back was covered in red finger marks, and her long, straight legs hung limply over the side of the bed.

This former high-and-mighty tech empress had exhausted all her energy last night, unable to move even a single finger.

The Russian Twins lay on either side of Chu Feng.

Although the sisters were exhausted to the point of falling apart, they immediately forced themselves to sit up when they sensed Chu Feng opening his eyes.

Both were naked as they crawled out of bed without a word.

The older sister brought a hot towel to meticulously wipe Chu Feng's body.

The younger sister found a well-tailored black suit from the closet and knelt on the carpet to help Chu Feng get dressed.

Chu Feng spread his arms, letting the stunning twins serve him.

In the living room, Evelyn and Jessica had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Top-tier M9 Wagyu steaks sizzled on the iron plate, emitting an alluring meaty aroma.

Beside it sat a freshly opened bottle of Romanée-Conti red wine.

While millions of civilians outside were killing each other for half a piece of moldy bread, life in this suite remained extremely luxurious.

Chu Feng walked to the dining table and sat down.

Evelyn was wearing a black deep-V silk nightgown, standing obediently by his side.

The nightgown was very thin, with an extremely low neckline.

She bent over, used a knife and fork to cut the steak into small pieces, and brought it to Chu Feng's mouth.

The act of bending over revealed her plump, snow-white curves without reservation, the deep cleavage dazzlingly visible.

Chu Feng ate a piece of beef coated in black pepper sauce and took a sip from his wine glass.

"Has the production line in the underground arsenal been completed?" Chu Feng asked.

The holographic screen in the hall lit up instantly, and the cold, mechanical voice of the mother nest ai rang out.

"Boss. The fully automated heavy-duty arsenal has been fully activated."

"Twelve thousand tons of raw element zero ore have all been transported to the smelters on the sixth underground level."

"The blueprints for next-generation electromagnetic weapons and exoskeleton armor have also been analyzed. The nano-printers are ready for mass production at any time."

Chu Feng put down his wine glass.

Today was the day his army would undergo a complete transformation.

"Let's go, let's go take a look underground."

Chu Feng stood up and headed straight for the building's private elevator.

A few minutes later, the elevator stopped at the sixth underground level.

The metal doors slid open slowly to both sides.

His view suddenly opened up.

It was a massive underground space covering fifty thousand square meters.

The silver-white metal walls exuded a cold, sci-fi feel.

Hundreds of fully automated conveyor belts crisscrossed the workshop, while thousands of huge mechanical arms waved in the air, sparks flying everywhere.

Without any human intervention, the entire factory operated at full speed like a precise behemoth, driven by a micro-nuclear power plant.

On the left side of the factory was the element zero purification workshop.

The deep purple raw ore was thrown into the furnace, and after a complex purification process, it was transformed into energy cores radiating a blinding purple light.

On the right was the arsenal's nano-printing area.

Chu Feng stood on an elevated observation deck, overlooking the workshop below.

"Start the production line. Arm the new recruits." Chu Feng issued the command.

On the fifth underground level, the gates of the genetically enhanced cloning factory rose.

One thousand Clone Warriors who had just walked out of the nutrient solution today marched in neat formations, stepping heavily into the arsenal.

They were shirtless, their bodies covered in knotted muscles, with no human emotion in their eyes, only pure killing intent and absolute loyalty.

The first batch of one hundred Clone Warriors walked to the nano-printing platforms.

Huge mechanical arms descended.

A set of pitch-black exoskeleton power armor, full of violent aesthetics, was assembled directly onto their bodies.

The armor covered ninety percent of their vital parts.

Special hydraulic transmission devices were used at the joints.

Most striking were the deep purple lines embedded in the chest and back of the armor.

These lines connected to the element zero micro-reactor on the back, providing a constant stream of violent power for the entire Type-Zero Mecha.

Immediately after, the mechanical arms handed over a ruggedly designed black rifle.

The gun body was a full size larger than an ordinary assault rifle, with purple electromagnetic light flickering on both sides of the barrel.

There was no magazine, only a palm-sized element zero battery inserted into the stock.

This was the Type-Zero Electromagnetic Rifle.

It didn't need gunpowder; it used electromagnetic acceleration to propel specially made tungsten steel armor-piercing projectiles to a terrifying Mach 5.

"Click!"

One hundred Clone Warriors raised their guns simultaneously, their movements perfectly synchronized.

The cold black armor paired with the deep purple energy glow made them look like a group of killing machines that had crawled out of hell.

Chu Feng looked at the troops before him, very satisfied.

"Test the power."

A Clone Warrior wearing the Type-Zero Mecha strode to the testing area.

Fifty meters ahead, a solid special steel plate half a meter thick stood upright.

This type of steel plate could withstand several shots from active-duty tank main guns.

The warrior raised the electromagnetic rifle, did not aim, and pulled the trigger directly.

"Sss—"

There was no deafening gunshot, only the shriek of air being instantly torn apart by electromagnetic acceleration.

A streak of purple light flashed by.

The half-meter-thick solid steel plate was instantly penetrated as if it were made of paper.

The projectile didn't even deform, punching directly through the load-bearing wall behind the steel plate and embedding itself deep into the earth.

At the penetration point on the steel plate, the edges were melted by the high temperature, dripping red molten iron.

Terrifying penetrating power.

And because of the electromagnetic power, the mecha completely absorbed the recoil.

The Clone Warrior didn't even sway.

Chu Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.

With this equipment, one Clone Warrior was enough to easily slaughter a company of conventional United States Army troops.

Even when facing a main battle tank, it could turn the tank's frontal armor into a sieve with a single shot.

"Run the arsenal at full capacity."

Chu Feng turned to look at the big screen.

"Produce one thousand sets of Type-Zero Mecha and electromagnetic rifles every day. Equip the entire Clone Legion. Distribute the replaced ordinary firearms to the low-level thugs responsible for managing the civilians."

"Yes, Boss." the mother nest ai responded.

With element zero ore as raw material, producing this equipment didn't require consuming any Wealth Points.

The 1.3 million massive fortune in Chu Feng's account could be kept without reservation to handle even bigger situations.

Returning to the top-floor suite, Anna was already awake.

She had changed into a clean silver-gray professional suit.

A hip-hugging skirt tightly wrapped around her voluptuous lower body, black silk stockings encased her straight legs, and she wore pointed high heels.

To please Chu Feng, she endured the soreness in her body and sat in front of the holographic screen to organize the internal affairs data of Los Santos.

Seeing Chu Feng walk in, Anna hurriedly stood up and bowed her head respectfully.

"Master, the logistics supplies are running low."

Anna produced a report.

"There are currently five million civilian slaves in Los Santos building the anti-explosion walls. They work eighteen hours a day, and their physical exertion is immense. Although we only distribute the lowest quality moldy bread and dirty water, the base of five million people is too large."

"The crops and synthetic meat brought back from the underwater Noahs Ark are meant to supply ourselves and the special forces. They must not be wasted on these slaves."

"At the current rate of consumption, the city's food reserves are only enough to feed these five million slaves for three days. After three days, they will all starve to death."

Chu Feng walked over to the sofa and sat down.

The older twin sister immediately knelt beside him and lit a cigar for him.

If all the slaves starved to death, who would build the anti-explosion walls?

Who would do the heavy manual labor in the future?

Since he intended to build Los Santos into an impregnable empire, he couldn't let these free consumables die off so quickly.

Chu Feng exhaled a cloud of thick smoke.

"What are the current movements of the United States military?"

Anna tapped a few keys on the keyboard and pulled up a satellite map.

"Master, The Pentagon has completely abandoned the offensive against Los Santos. They have established a steel blockade line hundreds of kilometers long at a distance of fifty kilometers from the city's outskirts."

"Twelve National Guard divisions, plus four heavy armored brigades, a total of 300,000 troops, are all stationed on the blockade line. They have cut off all roads and railways leading to Los Santos."

"Outside the blockade line, there are several super-large national strategic grain reserves, as well as the largest cement plant and steel plant in California."

"These supplies were originally intended to support the West Coast, but now they have all been intercepted by the military."

300,000 troops.

A blockade line.

Chu Feng looked at the dense red dots on the screen.

These politicians couldn't break in, so they wanted to turn Los Santos into an isolated island and starve him to death.

If it were before, the thugs under Chu Feng only had light weapons, and facing 300,000 well-prepared heavy-duty regular troops would indeed be a bit tricky.

But now, it was different.

The arsenal had already started producing Type-Zero Mecha in a steady stream.

"A fifty-kilometer blockade line."

Chu Feng flicked the ash off his cigar, his voice calm.

"Since they won't come in, we will go out."

Just right, the newly formed Clone Legion needed to see some blood.

"Order the commander."

Chu Feng stood up.

The hem of his black trench coat cut a sharp arc through the air.

"Assemble the one thousand newly armed mecha Clone Warriors. Also, mobilize ten thousand special thugs."

"Tonight, we leave the city."

"The target is to break through the blockade line. Empty out all the national grain reserves and steel plants outside the blockade line for me."