Under Lu Chuxue's experienced command, vast quantities of supplies were quickly stockpiled onto helicopter after helicopter. Gao Shaohui had also moved the large item He Shang had brought onto Amaterasu 3000, while Lu Hongsheng swiftly finished tempering the short blade and fitted it with an equally sturdy sheath.
When Gao Shaohui received it, his hands trembled with excitement. As he drew the short blade, a faint bright-yellow gleam flickered across its edge.
Looking at the short blade, Lu Hongsheng also felt somewhat strange. "This Thousand Moon Stone seems rather special?"
"Of course." Gao Shaohui smiled as he sheathed the blade again. "It could kill me."
Before Lu Hongsheng could continue questioning him, Gao Shaohui had already left. The helicopter fleet had also departed ahead of them due to its speed.
Meanwhile, in the maze battle zone far away at Nanshu Base, the recruits stationed at the center of the base looked at the first batch of supplies delivered not long ago and sorted and distributed them as quickly as possible. Throughout every battle zone in the base, there was a group dedicated to delivering food and water. They moved through the base, evading zombie attacks while continuously supplying their comrades fighting on the front lines.
Though these people did not fight head-on, their contribution to the team was no less significant.
More helicopters arrived at this time, unloading batch after batch of supplies and breathing life back into the base surrounded by a sea of zombies.
"Good thing the air force took care of the Flying Zombies in one go," a logistics worker sighed.
"Yeah. Otherwise, none of these supplies could get in, and sooner or later we'd be trapped to death here."
At the command platform near the first battle zone, Chu Han had already stepped down from the