Zhang Yi and his two companions were heading toward the West Hill Base.
Their headsets connected to both radio and satellite phones, allowing them to communicate with Yang Xinxin in real-time.
Although Yang Xinxin was sitting at home, she was on a battlefield of her own.
In this operation, her role was crucial.
"Brother, West Hill Base just confirmed the missile launch time and coordinates with Jiangnan District."
"The time is set for midnight exactly, but as for the coordinates, Iâve made a slight adjustment in secret, so thereâs no need to worry."
Zhang Yi nodded, âGot it! Keep monitoring their network and report any issues immediately.â
âUnderstood!â
The night was pitch black, so Zhang Yi kept his speed moderate. Even though the snow blanketed the ground, making it flat, he didnât want the sound of the snow vehicleâs engine to give them away.
With Yang Xinxinâs guidance, they reached the vicinity of the West Hill Base without a hitch.
Zhang Yi knew the exact coordinates of the base and stopped the car about three kilometers away.
The three of them checked the timeâit was already 11:25 PM.
The carâs heater was on, keeping them warm so theyâd be in optimal condition for the upcoming operation.
Zhang Yi took a silver box from his spatial storage and opened it to reveal ten vials of stimulant.
He handed two vials to Uncle You and Fatty Xu.
After giving them a brief rundown, Zhang Yi took a vial and injected it into his own wrist.
Uncle You followed suit without hesitation.
As Fatty Xu injected himself, he asked, âStimulants usually have side effects, right?â
Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, âEven if there are side effects, they wonât show up right away.â
âLetâs focus on staying alive. After the mission, you can rest and recover as much as you want.â
Fatty Xu nodded, âTrue, a bit of a side effect is nothing compared to staying alive.â
Once they had taken the stimulants, a warm sensation flowed through their bodies.
Though it was late, they felt no trace of fatigue; their eyes shone with newfound energy.
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Inside West Hill Base.
Liang Yue arrived at the Fourth Life Pod at the scheduled time.
Even though it was nighttime, people were still working overtime to generate power in the Life Pod.
But Liang Yue used her special privileges to call over her students; even the power plant supervisor didnât dare raise any objections.
She gathered her students.
âEveryone, put on the thick clothes you brought along!â
They were about to leave the West Hill Base, and with the temperature outside at fifty to sixty degrees below zero, theyâd freeze in these thin clothes.
Hearing this, some students realized they were about to leave.
âTeacher Liang, are we escaping?â a male student whispered, excitement in his voice.
âShh!â Wu Chengyu shot him a stern look. âDonât talk too muchâjust do as Teacher Liang instructed.â
The boy quickly covered his mouth.
The group shared a quiet understanding, with a glimmer of hope appearing in their eyes.
When they arrived, they had worn the winter gear issued by Tianqing Academy.
But inside, since the underground temperature was milder, theyâd put their warm clothes aside.
No longer minding the temperature, everyone hurried to put on their thick winter clothes.
Liang Yue recalled Zhang Yiâs words, knowing something significant was about to happen in the Shelter.
So, she led her students to a corner, hiding them there.
âZhang Yi, I donât know what youâre planning, but please donât let me down!â Liang Yue prayed silently in her heart.
Believing in Zhang Yi was her only option; even if she wasnât entirely confident, she had to follow his instructions.
Meanwhile, on the outside, Chen Xinian remained oblivious.
That night, instead of going to bed as usual, he sat in front of his computer, waiting to receive news of the Shelterâs destruction.
Though it came at a cost, sacrificing one of his valuable opportunities to request aid, if it meant eliminating a serious threat, he considered it worth it.
After all, Zhang Yiâs existence not only jeopardized the West Hill Baseâs control over nearby areas but also posed a severe challenge to Chen Xinianâs authority.
In Chen Xinianâs eyes, Zhang Yi was more dangerous than any other faction in Tianhai City.
He constantly reminded Chen Xinian of his past humiliationsâa prominent Tianhai City official, put in his place by a mere nobody!
Chen Xinian sat at his desk, staring at his computer screen, waiting for Jiangnan Districtâs report: "Target Destroyed."
The thought that the man who had humiliated him would soon be dead filled Chen Xinian with satisfaction.
But he didnât want to savor this moment alone.
After a brief pause, he picked up the phone and called his squad captain, Ling Feng.
He wanted Ling Feng to witness what heâd accomplishedâthat the man Ling Feng couldnât handle was eliminated by him.
So, Ling Feng shouldnât think he was irreplaceable; Chen Xinian didnât need him.
Ling Feng quickly arrived at Chen Xinianâs office after receiving the call.
He saw Chen Xinian, dressed in light yellow pajamas, sitting by the computer with a broad smile on his face.
Curious, Ling Feng wondered what had made Chen Xinian so happy.
âLeader!â
Ling Feng saluted.
Chen Xinian beamed at him, gesturing for him to come over. âLing Feng, come on over. Iâve got something good to show you.â
Ling Feng stepped closer.
With a confident look, Chen Xinian crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.
âYou donât need to worry about Zhang Yi anymore. Iâve already taken care of it!â
Ling Fengâs eyes widened in surprise.
âYouâve found a way to deal with him?â
Although Chen Xinian had a military background, his position of power was more due to family connections than battlefield achievements.
In terms of basic soldier skills, Chen Xinian was no better than a common foot soldier.
Ling Feng couldnât imagine how Chen Xinian had pulled this off.
Chen Xinianâs face lit up with a smug grin.
âYou have to understand, even in the apocalypse, the military still holds immense power. Not even the superhumans are invincible!â
He looked at Ling Feng, subtly warning him not to let his strength go to his head.
Ling Feng nodded, âDonât worry, Iâll always follow the Leaderâs orders.â
Chen Xinian nodded back and turned his computer screen towards Ling Feng.
âI contacted Jiangnan District, where Director Zhu owed me a major favor. This time, I got him to help by launching a bunker buster missile at Zhang Yiâs Shelter.â
Author's Note