The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse
Chapter 541 - 534: Ten Thousand Miles Away

Chapter 541: Chapter 534: Ten Thousand Miles Away

After the blood was drawn, there was no more business with Xinghe.

Lizhizi and Ashraf now lived together with Gao Yuan and Harry Keen, because as of now, Gao Yuan’s direct lineage was just them, waiting for Yu Shunzhou and the others to leave the hospital before Spark Squad could be considered complete.

Departing from Shenzhou, they couldn’t exactly be described as a mighty army, but they were elite and strong. Now they had hospitals full of injured soldiers, with few able to share in the most luxurious treatment the apocalypse had to offer—what a heartache.

Despite the heartache, Gao Yuan was very happy to clean his plate of the grand meal in front of him, right in front of the men sent by Big Ivan.

Since he had to play the part of an alien, he naturally had to do it well, but Gao Yuan felt he didn’t need to act deliberately, he could just be himself.

Now Gao Yuan worried whether he might eat Big Ivan out of house and home, yes, Big Ivan had many private assets not tied to the Solar System Company, but Big Ivan now only had to provide for around a hundred or so people, while Gao Yuan alone could match the food consumption of all his previous men.

After a satisfying meal and wiping his mouth with a napkin, Gao Yuan stood up to drain the milk from the glass on the table, and then said to Lizhizi, "Taoist Priest, stay at home, no need to go to the hospital. It’s better they don’t know about our quality of life to avoid feeling upset. Just stay home with Xinghe."

Turning to Harry Keen, Gao Yuan spoke in English, "Harry, you also stay at home, yeah, stay at home."

When you are in a language environment, you still have to express yourself as much as possible. To master a foreign language quickly, Gao Yuan forced himself to speak as much as he could.

Waving at Ashraf, who had finished eating long ago, Gao Yuan said with a smile, "Ol’Gun, let’s go."

Communication with Ashraf was of course still difficult, but body language was the best language.

Ashraf picked up his rifle which had been leaning against the dining table, muttering words that Gao Yuan couldn’t understand, and the two started to leave.

Xinghe, holding an ice cream, said calmly, "Come back early; we should also invite Ram and his folks for a meal. Morgan will send his chef, wait until you’re back and we can organize a Western-style cold buffet."

Gao Yuan’s footsteps faltered slightly, and then he waved at Xinghe and left the room with Ashraf.

Today he was heading to the frontline because pressuring the Sanitation Workers to launch an attack on Malakal ahead of schedule wasn’t going well.

The Sanitation Workers weren’t fools; they didn’t want to suffer massive casualties only to have the Solar System Company easily snatch Malakal away while they rested. Cleaning up the zombies in Malakal City would take a long time, no matter who took the initiative, they’d basically face the difficulty of being attacked from both front and back.

Ram was already waiting; once Gao Yuan and Ashraf arrived, they could depart.

This time Satan wasn’t moving out collectively because Ram had no intentions of fighting, so there were just a few of them. And the few from the Openers and the Egg Bomb Squad who had split up after arriving here were reunited because of this operation.

"The front line isn’t progressing smoothly; we need you to stir up the enemy. Of course, we won’t force you. We could also endure the result of a continued standoff with the Sanitation Workers."

Ram appeared very indifferent, because although standing off against the Sanitation Workers wasn’t the best option, it was still better than them retaking Malakal City.

However, with Gao Yuan there, there was a very good chance of breaking the stalemate.

"So what should I do?"

"Your main job is still reconnaissance. Now that we know those monsters intentionally destroy drones, we dare not send drones in for reconnaissance recklessly. Go into the city and take a look at the situation. If possible, bring back some parts of the Armored Beast’s corpse—of course, just a part will do. Also, by the way, I’d like you to cause some damage."

"Cause damage?"

"Yes, cause damage. Malakal is the industrial base of the Sanitation Workers, the foundation of their presence here. They don’t want to attack, do they? They want to confront us, right? Let them be dragged into it. Go in there and use all kinds of means to sabotage, blow up some of the key factories, oil depots, and some important machinery and equipment. I want to see if they get anxious."

After finishing, Ram said somewhat apologetically, "So you have a lot to do. You’ll probably have to run back and forth multiple times. Except for you, no one else could really handle this task."

Gao Yuan smiled and said, "Forcing the Sanitation Workers to have no choice but to attack, huh? Alright, that’s easy. It’s just a matter of making several trips back and forth. I have no problem with that."

Ram casually pointed backward and said, "Skunk and Can Opener will provide you technical support. We can have perfect battlefield communication within a short distance. When it’s time to decide where to bomb and how to do it specifically, you just follow their instructions. I’m guessing Malakal City must have explosives. If you can find them, you won’t have to run back and forth."

In a large-scale battle, Gao Yuan’s role was limited, but when it came to entering a city occupied by zombies and monsters, certainly no one in the world could do it better than him. That was where Gao Yuan’s greatest value lay.

"Do you know where the ammunition depot is?"

"There are several suspected locations, which you’ll need to confirm after you get in. It’s also possible that all these places are ammo depots, as distributed allocation is the norm. It’s abnormal for all weapons and ammunition to be concentrated in one place. Um, apart from the ammo depots, this already confirmed vehicle assembly and repair factory must be... "

Just then, Ram suddenly paused, his hand subconsciously grabbing the microphone as he exclaimed loudly, "What? Really?"

After that, Ram suddenly said, "Stop the car!"

Gao Yuan also heard the call over the walkie-talkie, except he didn’t understand it, not completely.

"What’s happened?"

The vehicle stopped, Ram flung open the door and called out to Gao Yuan urgently, "The communication vehicle behind us has received an unknown signal, coming from the American mainland. We need to check it out!"

The communication vehicle was equipped with a shortwave radio, and it was a very large one at that. Given the characteristics of shortwave communication, it’s entirely possible to communicate on the move over short distances, but to receive a signal from America, thousands of miles away here, it’s better to stop, to avoid suddenly losing the signal again.

Ram ran towards the rear vehicle, and after a moment of stunned silence, Gao Yuan quickly followed suit.

Because up until now, as global communications had completely broken down, no one knew the actual situation on the American mainland. If they could learn something from this extremely unexpected development, it might even be more important than taking Malakal.

Ram charged over, the tailgate of the communication vehicle already open, a dedicated communications soldier handed Ram a headset while excitedly shouting, "From Colorado State, America! We’ve made contact! We’re talking!"

They had actually made contact. For both parties involved in the communication, this was an incredible stroke of luck, because who knows, after that cloud drifted away, this shortwave radio connection might be cut off, and not just temporarily, but permanently, never to be reestablished.