138: Chapter 138 Yan Zhengping's Pressure

"Bang bang bang ~" The ten team members, including the Captain, who were there to meet them, began free firing.

The cockroaches had tenacious vitality.

The few that were at the very front, even after being subjected to frantic gunfire, still desperately chased forward.

Their claws were like scythes, constantly reaching forward, sweeping past the retreating crowd.

"Faster, faster!" the Captain shouted, then continued to fire.

"Incendiary bombs ready!"

They had specifically brought these before setting out, with the goal of preventing a situation where they might be surrounded by cockroaches.

However, things still turned out beyond their expectations.

In their impression, how big could a cockroach be? Three to five centimeters at most, right?

Even if they couldn't be eliminated, with the protection of Combat Suits, it was impossible for a few cockroaches to stop them.

Who would have thought that the smallest cockroaches in front of them were probably twenty to thirty centimeters long.

"Are these even cockroaches?"

This was the biggest puzzle in everyone's minds.

Once the ten people got closer, incendiary bombs were immediately thrown out.

The blazing flames hindered the cockroaches' advance.

Some cockroaches caught fire and scurried around frantically, even igniting other cockroaches.

At the same time, the twenty assault team members, after converging, did not dare to prolong the fight and quickly withdrew.

A helicopter was already waiting not far away, and while waiting, it scattered a large amount of a mixture of soap powder and lime from the air.

An area of several tens of meters around was covered by this white powder.

"Up, up, up!" the Captain shouted.

The Soldiers boarded the helicopter one by one, and then the helicopter quickly ascended.

The pursuing cockroaches stopped at the edge of the powder, not daring to approach.

"Oh my goodness! Are these cockroaches? Why are they so big?" The team members, having survived the ordeal, could finally breathe a sigh of relief and exclaimed.

"Once these cockroaches form a climate, I'm afraid they will put a lot of pressure on us," the Captain said.

"Our weapons also do very limited damage to these cockroaches; they're not as useful as lime powder," another team member mused.

"It's a good thing we discovered them early, and still have enough time to prepare," the Captain said.

...

Shuchuan Province, Yun Du City, Southwest Military Region Headquarters.

"Hmm, alright, I understand!" Yan Zhengping received the report from the team members, his brows tightly furrowed.

"It's simply endless," Yan Zhengping rubbed his forehead, showing his fatigue.

It had been almost a year since the virus outbreak, and it had been one event after another, one person after another.

Unexpected situations kept happening one after another, and he was a bit overwhelmed.

Now that the existence of mutated cockroaches had been confirmed, the human survival situation would become even more severe.

From the Soldier's feedback, the cockroaches' armor was very thick, and their vitality was tenacious.

Ten people's firepower, for one minute, failed to successfully kill even one.

If hundreds of thousands of cockroaches moved together, there would be no other way than to use incendiary weapons and heavy firepower.

But the key problem was that cockroaches could reproduce continuously, unlike zombies, where killing one meant one less.

And currently, the stock of weapons and ammunition was getting smaller and smaller, unable to withstand long-term continuous consumption.

There was also another problem: killing zombies could yield crystalss.

This could form a virtuous cycle, achieving self-sufficiency through war.

So the more they fought, the richer they became, and the greater their advantage.

But killing cockroaches was different; that was a war of attrition.

It would only make them poorer the more they fought, and less able to afford to fight.

He suddenly had a strong sense of crisis.

He even felt that for humanity to carve out a sliver of living space, it was truly difficult.

"Perhaps humanity has no future."

Such a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

But he quickly stopped it.

He could not have such thoughts.

He was the supreme Commander of the Military Region, bearing the hopes of everyone.

He must stand firm in his beliefs and fight until the last moment.

It was at this moment that he realized his daughter was right.

Perhaps to end this apocalypse, they really had to rely on Oriental Chen.

From the news Rong Po sent back, Oriental Chen already possessed the ability to mass-produce Combat Robots.

Using 30,000 spider robots to train students, what a grand gesture!

Throughout the entire Huaguo, there was no one who could compare!

He did not realize that this thought was very dangerous and carried a serious bias.

This bias would affect his future direction and choices.

And as a council member, he should not have such a bias.

...

Binzhou City.

13:00 PM.

The students gathered in the square, waiting for the instructors to appear.

They were waiting for an explanation.

The ground in the middle of the square slowly opened to both sides, and Oriental Chen and ten instructors walked out from underground.

Robots appeared from all directions, surrounding everyone in the center.

On the high platform, Oriental Chen stepped forward.

"Whoosh ~."

Tens of thousands of robots stood still simultaneously, extended their front claws, and saluted.

This formation was too impactful for the students.

"Students, the explanation you wanted, I have given it to you," Oriental Chen spread his hands.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what he meant.

"As you all can see, I possess these robots; I am their supreme Commander.

And they can kill you in minutes.

So, please tell me, what is the meaning of your existence?

Even without you, in this apocalypse, I can live very well, can't I?" Oriental Chen said.