Others might not see anything wrong with his answer, but Murphy, as a politician, was very clear. Zoran first said he wouldn’t give his personal opinion, but then suggested they seek guidance from Harbor Line, which subtly rejected Murphy’s own decision, implying that his decision was rushed, lacked proper consultation, and was an overreach of authority.Murphy was a man of principle, haha, but Secretary Ricardo Rollins was ten times more principled. If Zoran had dared to voice his personal opinion earlier, as a squad leader, Murphy could have used his superior authority to dismiss it, and that would have been within the rules. But this brat brought his father into it as a shield—how could he possibly challenge the advice of a superior?“This brat is so cunning... Even if I don’t ask him, once this meeting is over, he’ll quietly grab the radio and call his father to complain... From the very first day he appeared, he’s been plotting against me...”Murphy recalled the first day Zoran f

Jarred was a little stunned. What did this have to do with him? Why single him out? Maybe some girl had developed a crush on his strong demeanor in the Vienna battlefield and insisted on meeting him.Well, that was possible.Richard clenched his teeth and replied resolutely:"Because Captain Lawton is the prime suspect in last night's terrorist attack. Leader Jackman, we were ambushed, 58 people died, and 64 were injured. It’s impossible to avoid justice..."Before Richard could finish speaking, without Memphis having to intervene, Jarred stood up from his chair and waved his hand to stop him:"Enough. No need for more words. I'll be blunt, I have nothing to do with your matters. Last night, I was scouting the zombie herd in Whiskey County all night, and there was a communication team in Iron Stone Town as witnesses. I didn’t have time to ambush you, nor do I have that kind of power."Richard took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice:"Captain Lawton, if you have nothing to hide, wh

Memphis looked over the terrain on the map, and after careful consideration, he asked quietly:"How is the enemy’s Attack Type? How will we counterattack?"Lazarus quickly replied:"Based on the tactical principles, they usually use armored vehicles to break through, with infantry following up to support. But because the terrain is a single narrow path with little cover, plus the anti-tank fortifications we've spread out so densely, it’s no longer suitable for an armored charge. In fact, any armored unit foolish enough to push forward would be torn apart.""With the appearance of Superhumans, and the intelligence we have on the enemy’s superhuman abilities, I boldly predict that they will go against standard tactics.""That is, infantry will lead the way, with armor following behind.""The enemy will send a powerful Superhuman to cross the river and clear the way first, while firmly taking control of the western defensive line we’ve built. Once secured, the armor from the other side o

Not all of the 800 soldiers were professional soldiers. Not all of them had strict discipline and only followed orders from higher-ups. 90% of the soldiers at Lakeside Base had been recruited after the apocalypse. They still had the hearts of ordinary people, and even though they had received regular training, it had not yet dampened their everyday passion. As a result, they were beginning to waver.The sounds echoed, clear at both ends of the battlefield. On one side, morale was rising, while on the other, the spirit began to show faint cracks.3:30 PM, the 21st day of the apocalypse, Lakeside battlefield.Memphis stood on the roof of a 7-story building in the distance, his gaze toward the eastern bank of the Grieving River growing colder and colder.The sound attack strategy, which had once been used to deal with monstrous creatures like the Devouring Type, was now being fully implemented against a human army many times stronger. And this tactic would be used with all their might.A

At that moment, Fergus, the commander of the 1st Battalion, suddenly opened his eyes, and in his gaze, there was nothing but coldness.5 p.m. was the deadline set for the people of Hope Town.After this time, they would attack without mercy!Fergus had not killed the 58 members of the 2nd Battalion. That was the truth. He could confirm he had been wrongly accused, and he knew no one at the Lakeside base would go insane and kill their own comrades just to frame him.He didn’t know exactly who the culprit was. Of course, he wouldn’t wrongly accuse the people of Hope Town, but right now, they were the prime suspects. He needed them to cooperate with the investigation and help uncover the truth.They had no choice but to cooperate.This wasn’t just about clearing his name and restoring his honor—it was about delivering justice for all those who had died unjustly, delivering justice for the families of fallen soldiers, and serving as a warning to those with ill intentions in the future.An