(2) In That Soaring Transport Plane, Lies Our Respect (2)

"We will," Hoc Phan said.

Lam Pham leaped up and vanished from their sight.

Luu Dao looked up, watching the disappearing figure, unable to recover for a long time, as if he were completely dumbfounded.

This manner of departure was truly heart-shaking.

Hoc Phan patted Luu Dao's shoulder and sighed, "See? Our world can be saved. Before, I thought, what could we people do? How many zombies could we possibly kill? In the end, would we just be completely wiped out by the zombies, utterly disappearing?"

"But now, I've discovered that things are not as bad as we thought."

"His appearance has injected immense motivation deep into my heart."

As he spoke, Hoc Phan couldn't help but smile. He was no longer as grim as before.

Luu Dao looked at Hoc Phan and slowly let out a breath, expressing his agreement with what Hoc Phan had said.

It was as if a pillar of strength had appeared among the surviving humans. No matter what happened, that person would always be there.

Hoang City Sunshine Shelter.

A rare meeting.

Lam Pham told everyone present about the Resistance Army's situation. When they learned of the Resistance Army's circumstances, they expressed their deep respect for their actions. This was not something an ordinary person could do.

Ideals, will, courage.

Not one could be missing.

Professor Ha said, "Over three hundred sets of armor is not a small number, but the amount of work is huge. However, as long as it can help them, even if we have to work through the night at full capacity, we must forge the armor for them."

The function of the armor was immense.

Especially the second-generation armor's capabilities; all aspects had been greatly enhanced.

The shock absorption of the first-generation armor was good, but compared to the second generation, there was a considerable gap.

Captain Loi said, "I will organize manpower to help with production. Even if we have to go without sleep, we must make it for them."

The Sunshine Shelter was not lacking in technical personnel.

Moreover, the number of soldiers was also large, and their execution ability was strong. They could adjust their own state in the shortest possible time and throw themselves into the work.

Lam Pham said, "Thank you for your hard work. They have been fighting zombies outside all this time. A body of flesh and blood is very dangerous. If they have the protection of armor, their survival rate will be greatly increased."

Captain Loi said, "What is hard work? They are risking their lives to fight. Compared to them, what we do is insignificant."

Professor Ha stood up. "This matter brooks no delay. I will lead people to the production line now. Captain Loi, after you have gathered your men, just bring them over directly."

"Alright, no problem," Captain Loi replied.

When a real matter arose, the calm Sunshine Shelter would mobilize, uniting as one to strive for the cause.

After Professor Ha and Captain Loi left.

Lam Pham said, "Brother Hang, Han Suong, prepare a large amount of supplies. They must be convenient to carry, nutritionally rich, and also medicine, such as antibiotics, needs to be prepared. Professor Ha's side has a salve that will restore wounds upon application; prepare an ample amount of that."

Co Hang and Han Suong stood up. "Alright, no problem."

They understood the importance of the matter. That Resistance Army was active everywhere in the apocalypse, and the dangers they encountered were even more terrifying than they imagined.

Every aspect had to be fully prepared.

At this moment.

Captain Loi and Professor Ha, who had already left, stood there. The two of them held their mobile phones, sending messages in their respective groups.

Captain Loi: "Except for those on patrol and guard duty, everyone assemble at the armor production line."

The soldiers assembled.

Professor Ha: "Drop everything you're doing. Everyone assemble at the armor production line to guide production."

The scientific researchers assembled.

Their groups were usually for non-chatting purposes, but as long as there was a task, the people inside would be at their posts in the shortest possible time.

As they headed towards the production line.

Co Hang and Han Suong also hurried out, sending out messages as well. Many supplies were piled up in a fixed warehouse and needed manpower to be moved. Vong Khai and Quan Hao, seeing the messages in the group, also joined the team at the first opportunity.

Vong Khai and Quan Hao knew that these were things being prepared for the Resistance Army. They were full of energy.

Said and done.

Mobilization.

Some survivors in the shelter, after seeing the news, immediately dropped what they were doing and began to gather in an orderly manner.

"Are all the crystals here?" Lam Pham asked.

Ha Khanh said, "Yes, they're all here."

Reinforcing over three hundred sets of armor required a huge amount of crystals. Many in the Resistance Army were not Awakened ones.

So the armor could at most be reinforced with nineteen crystals. Based on this number, six thousand white crystals were needed. This number was extremely large.

Fortunately, Professor Ha had said that the second-generation armor had done away with the straight blade, instead integrating the blade with the armor to form a whole.

This greatly reduced the pressure on him.

Also, the tanks and armored cars in the Resistance Army also needed crystal reinforcement. He had seen the situation on site. The seemingly hard steel plates were not hard at all under the Tyrant Zombie's flesh scythes, even a little fragile.

If you're going to do it, do it best.

He had to raise the Resistance Army's equipment to perfection.

They were not in a watchtower outside, nor were they fighting zombies with advantageous terrain. Instead, every battle was a head-on confrontation. Without reliable equipment for protection, how could they endure?

"Is it not enough?" Ha Khanh asked.

Lam Pham said, "Yes, the quantity needed is a bit large, but it's alright. I'll just go hunt some zombies."

Ha Khanh nodded. He still wasn't an Awakened one. He really wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do. He was truly helpless and could only take his follower, Tu Dung, to be responsible for what he should be responsible for.

"You take the crystals here to the production line first. I'll handle the rest," Lam Pham said.

"Alright, understood." Ha Khanh nodded.

These crystals were indeed extremely precious to some Awakened ones outside, but in the Sunshine Shelter, these crystals were very cheap. In the past, Ha Khanh had thought, how could he ever use up so many crystals?

Now it seemed, it was still too little. It was truly a case of "when you need it, you wish you had more."

Watching Lam Pham's departing back, Ha Khanh quickly gathered manpower to start moving the crystals. The crystals stored here were all white and black.

According to Lam Pham's request.

The white crystals were moved to the production line. The black crystals were moved into the transport plane.

Thai Thuong County.

This was a city with a rich history. In ancient times, many literary giants had emerged from here.

But now, this city had been occupied by zombies, completely losing its former prosperity and vitality.

"Argh... argh..."

"Argh... argh..."

The roars of zombies were everywhere.

Zombies stumbled and wandered in the streets. When they didn't see human flesh and blood, they were relatively calm. But the moment they saw flesh and blood, they would become terrifyingly monstrous.

Would a Creator appear in a county town?

The possibility was not high.

For a Creator to appear, a sufficient number of zombies was necessary. There was an extremely small chance of a special zombie appearing, then continuously evolving to that level.

"Are there any survivors in this city?"

Lam Pham, standing on the roof of a building, looked into the distance. He felt the possibility was extremely low. There might really be no surviving humans.

He slowly drew Frostmourne, constantly weaving across the rooftops, his gaze always focused on the streets, searching for evolved zombies.

A force-type zombie appeared in his sight.

The force-type zombie had no sense of vigilance at all, just swaggering around. Perhaps it thought that since it was surrounded by zombies, someone would dare to be presumptuous in front of it?

But... suddenly.

A figure descended.

Splat!

The force-type zombie felt itself spinning, then suddenly fell to the ground. In such a short period of time, the force-type zombie itself didn't know what had happened.

By the time it wanted to know, it had already completely lost consciousness.

Splat!

Lam Pham split open the force-type zombie's head with a single slash, took the white crystal and put it in his pocket. The surrounding zombies were a bit dazed, obviously not expecting a human to suddenly appear.

Just as they were about to roar and charge at the human.