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Surviving A Doomsday Apocalypse

At the end of the world, all kinds of bizarre beasts have become rampant. The [DD-Virus] showed mercy on a young man just as he was about to pass away, allowing him to become a carrier for the disease. To put it another way, he is an infectious agent. What kind of person am I now? I can no longer be referred to as "human," but at the same time, I have progressed beyond what is considered "human." I am the source of all the dark and violet human experiments.  I am the God and death of you all, for I am the hunter now.

KingofMortals · Urban
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55 Chs

Chapter-54

Armoured vehicles full of personnel and one M1A1 main battle tank car were roaring down the highway on their way to Commercial Street, which is fifteen kilometres away.

The intense heat of the sun causes the surrounding air to twist, which in turn causes the metal shell of the vehicle to become very hot. When you press your palm against the surface for three seconds, you will be able to smell the smoky, charred aroma of roasted meat.

The mercenary team that patrick had arranged for Alex to take to the Street of the Living Dead is comprised of the following individuals:

Ha Alex had originally anticipated that he would send no more than a few transport vehicles to himself, but he was unprepared for the fact that he would send a tank with firepower left over from earlier times. This demonstrates how much these companies place a high priority on the identification of new species.

In total, it is composed of two teams, and each team has approximately 25 highly trained elite mercenaries who are armed with heavy weapons.

The Falcons team was led by Captain Gilbert, who was a quick and enhanced doomsday hunter. The Tigers team was led by Captain Philip, who was a doomsday warrior. Both captains were in charge of their respective teams.

Their method of dividing up work is unique, and even the gear that their mercenary teams use is quite distinct between the two sides.

The majority of the long-range shooting falls on the shoulders of the Falcon team. The team is equipped with a variety of long-range firepower, including rocket gunners, snipers, assault shooters, and machine gunners.

The tiger squad primarily engages in close quarters combat. Everyone is armed with several different types of melee weapons that are filled with violent elements and wears a solid exoskeleton combat suit. Even first-tier Doomsday fighters are present in large numbers.

The two teams belonged to the old teammates who had a high degree of tacit understanding and had many concord operations when they went out to perform tasks during times of peace.

The Tigers team was responsible for preventing the Falcon team from being attacked by the enemy in the event that they attempted to snipe the enemy at a long range. This allowed the Falcon team to take the initiative to eliminate a number of opponents' long-range firepower.

In a nutshell, each of them performs a unique role at their respective venues. The Falcons' primary battleground is the open wilderness, while the Tigers find the urban environments with their densely packed buildings to be the most advantageous for their attacks.

At this point in time, Alex was waiting to arrive at his destination while he was travelling in the first armoured car with the two captains.

In spite of the thick cloud of smoke that permeated the enclosed car, Captain Philip maintained his proud demeanour while puffing on the cigar he had in his mouth.

"This guy has this kind of temper, don't care, and we just got back from a mob camp and started to perform new tasks, so he may be a little tired," said another member of the group.

Gilbert flashed Alex a reassuring grin before explaining to him that he intended to make the awkward situation in the car more bearable at this point.

Alex didn't give it a second thought because the Doomsday-Virus that was already present in his body could prevent any smoke that was hazardous to his health from entering the body and it would also clean out his respiratory tract.

"Hum, tired? boss is incapable of comprehending what it is like to be exhausted. In my opinion, the waste mob as a whole is not nearly as useful as a mouse.

When Philip found out about it, he laughed condescendingly to himself.

Having said that, this is in fact the situation. Dealing with the mob camps in the wilderness that do not understand any rules and the hearts of the people is something that can be done by fully armed and highly commanding mercenary teams. The other side can essentially be annihilated without them having to sacrifice even a single soldier.

As for the reason why they were forced to deal with a group of barbaric gangs, it was due to the fact that a short-sighted exile camp had stolen a truck carrying drinking water from a Michellien company.

When a person is starving and nearing death to some degree, everything that can be done for a short period of time to feed and feed can be done, and they lose the sense to hijack the goods that will bring them the disaster.

"Have you ever been to this street, and are you familiar with the activities that take place within?" Alex peered out of the observation window that was located in the front of the armoured vehicle and saw that the distance between them and their destination was gradually shrinking. He also noticed that different kinds of advertising plaques were gradually coming into view for all of the passengers.