Faux1231

Zombies suddenly appear all over the world, spreading rapidly in crowded cities. Within a day, national governments collapse all around the world, leading to chaos worldwide. Law and order vanish, making people fear both zombies and each other. Despite the zombie threat, groups form and fight over the limited resources. 

But, amidst all of that, a man named Richard received a system that allows him to summon troops, military equipment, weapons, and vehicles. With his newfound power, he can protect himself, his comrades, his kin, and other survivors from zombies and rival factions. 

A rampaging Goliath? Unleash Warthogs, AC-130s, and Apaches in the sky.

Mutant flying zombies? Establish anti-air defenses.

Juggernauts shrugging off small arms? Deploy Abrams tanks and IFVs.

Rival factions raiding? Let them face our might.
Some notes from the Author: 

There'd be some strong content in this novel so you are warned. 

This novel is written in light novel, anime, manhwa style, so characters will have different hair colors and expect character illustrations to be in anime or korean drawing style.

Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse With My Military System

Richard used his one spin in the Wheel of Fortune which he received from the monthly. The prizes remained the same, and hoped that it would be another future tech.

However—the results were disappointing.

[Congratulations: You received Misfortune: No rewards gained, better luck next time :(. ]

"Is this system making fun of me?" Richard clicked his tongue. This is the second time he spun and landed on Misfortune. Truly, the Goddess of Luck is not smiling upon him. Well, it doesn't matter, as there is seemingly good news on the other front.

Speaking of the news, it's approaching.

"Sir…please you are needed back to the command center, there is a huge development going on in the last area of Lin Feng," Sara reported.

"It's about time," Richard jumped out from his chair and followed Sara.

Upon entering the command center, Richard quickly waved his hand, dismissing their salutations.

An Unexpected Transmission