As Amaterasu 3000 sped onward, the ninety-thousand-strong force at Nanshu Base had already entered its most tense state.
One hundred Combat Helicopters sat steadily atop buildings throughout the base. Beside every Military Law Department pilot sat a shooter from the Shooting Team. They were familiarizing themselves with the helicopters as quickly as possible; the sensation was completely different from holding a gun in their hands, demanding even greater concentration.
These people ate, drank, slept, and relieved themselves on the rooftops, ready to board the helicopters and take off at any moment. No one knew when the massive zombie horde would arrive—perhaps tomorrow, perhaps the day after, or perhaps the very next moment.
Apart from those on the rooftops, the five thousand new recruits were stationed in the vast maze-like cluster of buildings within the base's inner ring. The Logistics Department had placed large quantities of food and water throughout the buildings, which also happened to be where Qin Yuan had assigned the fifty thousand troops. Every prime combat location in the base's inner ring had been occupied by several squads.
Guerrilla warfare was relatively safe and simple, especially within a prearranged maze-like battlefield. Combined with their overwhelming advantage of fifty thousand people, this place had become the base's final line of defense.
The remaining Shooting Team members had long since taken their positions atop four hundred elevated platforms. Like the aerial combat personnel, they would guard this place every moment of every day in the days to come.
Fifteen thousand people were already in position between the base's outer and inner walls. They stood in ranks throughout the passages between the two walls, guarding the only route through.
All members of the Defense Team had already entered the outer wall. Each of them stood beside a new weapon, conducting tense