Chapter 36

In that instant, the figures that rose up all had blood-red eyes, appearing mad and fearless, surging out from every corner of the city.

Everyone's faces instantly changed, and Eagle Eye exclaimed in shock, "Damn it! He's controlling all the zombies in Melbourne to converge here, how is this possible! How can his mental control ability cover such a vast distance! This is not scientific!"

Not only was Eagle Eye screaming, but even Colonel Hoover, who had a cold expression and seemed to have everything under control, instantly changed his face, disbelieving, and suddenly rushed to the computer, looking at the countless red dots that suddenly began to surge on the screen, densely packed like stars in the sky, occupying the entire screen.

"This is not scientific. Could there be other ways for zombies to communicate? Otherwise, based on the mental power of No. 4000, it would be impossible to cover the entire city of Melbourne and gather all the zombies."

In the forward base laboratory, Dr. Manhattan's face also changed instantly, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes as he quickly rushed to the computer and began a large amount of calculations.

"This shouldn't be. In our previous calculations, even if No. 4000 evolved into a king, based on his mental power, he could only cover a nearby block. And we had already investigated that there were no zombies gathering there. So where did these zombies come from?"

"From the sewers, that's the blind spot of the thermal imaging detectors. The zombies came from the sewers. Additionally, the latest analysis indicates that the king indeed possesses some mysterious ability to communicate with previously controlled zombies over long distances. This ability might be related to the king's surge in mental power. However, due to the lack of specific targets for research, this is still just a hypothesis..."

The laboratory was in chaos, with many people starting to work frantically. The sudden appearance of a large number of zombies shattered everyone's previous optimism, even leading to despair.

How many zombies were there in all of Melbourne, five million, or six million? No one knew! But if Li Mu could really control so many zombies and gather them here, in the face of such a zombie tide, not to mention just thirty-five armed battle suits, even the entire forward base's forces would be crushed.

In the face of such a zombie tide, apart from nuclear bombs, no one could imagine any other force that could stop it. But Australia had no nuclear bombs.

So, after calculating that the number of zombies Li Mu could control had indeed exceeded everyone's imagination, the people in the laboratory almost despaired and put down their calculations, all looking at Dr. Manhattan.

Dr. Manhattan's face was twisted, and after a moment of calculation, he slammed his fist on the computer, "Order them to retreat, immediately! The zombies currently gathered have already exceeded thirty thousand. In such a zombie tide, they cannot resist. Retreat immediately!"

"Understood. I am already contacting Colonel Hoover. Additionally, according to the current protocols of various bases around the world, when an unkillable king appears, it must be reported immediately so that other countries can use tactical nuclear strikes..."

Someone spoke softly, but before he could finish, everyone looked at him coldly.

Dr. Manhattan, agitated, tore off his coat, "Are you an idiot? Hasn't Japan's fate already shown you that there is no justice in this world?"

"Trust me, if you dare to report this, China, the United States, the United Kingdom, France, and Russia will directly use nuclear bombs to wipe out all of Australia. Everyone, including you and me, will die instantly!"

The man fell silent, not daring to say anything more. Japan's fate was enough to make everyone alert. Even if the world had reached the end, the five major countries that still controlled global nuclear strike capabilities remained the supreme powers in all the bases around the world.

Perhaps the five major countries would not recklessly use nuclear bombs on their own territory, but if other countries showed signs of losing control, the five major countries would certainly use nuclear bombs to eliminate all potential threats for their own safety.

After all, even though Dr. Luoshui's theory from China was gradually being accepted by the major bases around the world, the final day was still four years away.

"Colonel. The base has ordered us to retreat immediately..."

Eagle Eye was in a panic, almost despairing as he watched the red dots on the computer screen increase, completely cutting off and surrounding the thirty-five armed battle suits, and spoke bitterly.

Colonel Hoover did not speak. He could see the current situation clearly. He had thought they had calculated Li Mu's abilities as a king and had already taken preemptive measures, but no one had expected the king's abilities to be so terrifying, with over thirty thousand zombies converging from all corners of Melbourne.

This was no longer a surefire capture and slaughter mission; it would be a war, and a war in which Colonel Hoover's side was at an absolute disadvantage.

How many zombies could thirty-five armed battle suits kill? Three hundred, no problem, maybe even three thousand, but thirty thousand? One-to-a-thousand was just a myth.

At least with current human technology, it was impossible to develop an armed battle suit capable of one-to-a-thousand.

"Capture the king first. Tell the base, this is a war, a war we must win, not lose." Colonel Hoover said coldly, swallowing the last puff of smoke and fastening the last buckle on his armed battle suit.

"Order the base to immediately deploy fighter jets, all of them. As long as they can carry missiles, even if it means wiping out all of Melbourne, we must use all our forces. This time, we must win!"

As Colonel Hoover's words echoed in Eagle Eye's ears, he jumped out of the helicopter, "Tell them to lock onto my position and pour all the firepower on me. This time, we can only win, not lose!"

"So, brothers, this is a fight to the death, nothing more!"

Colonel Hoover's voice rang in the ears of every human warrior equipped with an armed battle suit. Those who were still in a panic and wanted to retreat paused, and no one stepped back. Wild laughter echoed through the communication devices.

"If that's the case, then let's kill all these damn bastards!"

One by one, the armed battle suits began to unleash a barrage of fire, bombarding the surging zombies. The zombie tide, capable of sweeping everything away, rose up, and the thirty-five armed battle suits stood firm like a rock, immovable, like turrets pouring fire onto the grotesque zombies.

Blood and flames flew together. This was indeed a war, one side being fearless zombies, the other side being human armed battle suits determined to fight to the death. This first direct confrontation between zombies and humans was intense from the start.

Li Mu's face was expressionless, his eyes silver and cold. The zombies, centered around him, surged like a flood, crushing the thirty-five surrounded armed battle suits.

He did not care about the outcome of the war. Thirty-five armed battle suits were like ants compared to the tens of thousands of zombies he had gathered over the past days.

So Li Mu stood expressionless, even as his body was injured, still standing calmly in the center of the zombie tide, his silver eyes gradually turning blood red, looking at Colonel Hoover, who suddenly jumped down from the sky.

Colonel Hoover was cold and ruthless, his right eye a deep red, coldly staring at Li Mu. The moment he landed, he ignored the surging zombie tide and charged towards Li Mu.

He knew that the only way to win this battle was to kill Li Mu in the midst of the zombie tide. Capture the king first, and only by taking the enemy's leader's head in the chaos of battle, like an ancient general, was there any hope of victory.