The team sent to support the Giant Tree Root Sea Area did not use all the territory's latest equipment.
At the very least, the exoskeletons stored on B6 Floor had not been sent along with the deployment.
However, judging by the results so far, for this sea area that was not favored by the survivors, a single Armed Helicopter from Qinggang Shelter was already more than enough.
Any more than that would probably bring fear rather than intimidation.
Rumble, rumble. This Armed Helicopter, personally named "Thunderbird" by the Nuclear Energy Rifle, flew over the support team.
It continued flying toward the Security Team at an unusually slow yet steady speed, skimming through the low air at a height of roughly thirty-five meters.
The huge vortex stirred up by its rotors swept across the rooftops of the wooden houses below, producing a constant resonant hum.
Many bold survivors had barely poked their heads out when they froze as if someone had cast a spell on them.
"Pinch me quickly. I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Is this a human aircraft or a Blue Star weapon?"
"You idiot. It's obviously a helicopter from the Tundra Fleet. How could it possibly be from the puny Security Team?"
"Wait, listen! Someone seems to be speaking from the helicopter!"
A light cough sounded.
The loudspeaker beneath Thunderbird connected successfully, and the voice gradually grew louder.
"This is the Security Team of the Giant Tree Root Sea Area. All gang members who participated in tonight's disturbance are to put down your weapons and surrender immediately. Do not put up futile resistance."
"After five minutes, anyone still carrying weapons will be treated as diehards and subjected to firepower strikes."
"We repeat: this is the Security Team of the Giant Tree Root Sea Area. Put down your weapons and