Invincible through Touching Corpses

Before Fang Tianhe could even make any arrangements, Shen Han had already contacted the repair teams of the two major Mercenary Corps, asking if they were free and had any spare auxiliary components.

When these repair teams heard that it was Lin Xinghai’s Mecha that had a problem, they were all startled and came over immediately without a second thought.

Before this great battle, they would never have had such an attitude.

After all, as prestigious Third Level Mercenary Corps, and the top ones at that, it would have been considered polite of them not to put on airs when someone came asking for help. How could they possibly be eager to assist?

But after witnessing Lin Xinghai’s terrifying power, how could they dare to maintain such an attitude?

After all, when facing the Death Claw, all the Mechas from their two Mercenary Corps combined could barely hold their ground.

But Lin Xinghai alone had run circles around the Death Claw, and in the end, had even worn it down to its death.

One could say that as long as Lin Xinghai was with the Heaven-Sundering Mercenary Corps, no one would dare underestimate them. He alone was practically equivalent to the combat power of an entire Mercenary Corps.

Soon, Lin Xinghai’s Mecha was surrounded by more than 30 repair personnel, who were intensely discussing a repair plan.

Upon hearing the news, Song Yao and Qin Wenbo also came over, bringing the senior members of their Mercenary Corps with them.

"What’s wrong with your Mecha? Is it serious?" Song Yao asked first. Qin Wenbo also looked on with a solemn face.

"The power system couldn’t handle the Speed I was putting out. Don’t worry, it can be fixed. We’re just short-handed, which is why I asked for your help," Lin Xinghai quickly said to reassure everyone.

Important members from both major Mercenary Corps had come over, so it was essential to keep everyone calm.

Song Yao didn’t reply. Instead, he turned his gaze to his own repair team, waiting for their inspection results. He was worried Lin Xinghai was just saying that to comfort them.

"Commander, it’s a problem with the Mecha’s power system. A full repair will take a little over an hour," a Squad Leader reported after completing his inspection.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

As long as it could be fixed in time, there was no problem.

"Send all our repair personnel over here. Ah Mu’s Mecha can be repaired later," Song Yao instructed the vice-commander beside him.

Hearing this, Qin Wenbo made the same decision.

"No, no, that’s not necessary. I’m already grateful that you sent your extra repair personnel. There’s no need to go this far," Lin Xinghai said, waving his hands dismissively.

"No, I think it’s absolutely necessary. To keep you in optimal condition, it’s worth more than just postponing the repairs on two Mechas—it would be worth it even if we lost two Mechas," Song Yao said earnestly.

At first, when Lin Xinghai had only displayed 2,000 points of Speed, Song Yao had considered him to be as important as himself. But when Lin Xinghai showed 4,000 points of Speed while fighting the Death Claw, he had become the absolute core combat power of this temporary alliance.

Lin Xinghai had already proven this by killing the Death Claw, and his Speed advantage would only be showcased more vividly in the upcoming Mecha battles.

Since Song Yao had put it that way, Lin Xinghai no longer refused.

A new repair plan was quickly drawn up. Lin Xinghai took one look at it and was surprised.

According to the plan’s description, in addition to repairs, they were also going to implement an overload protocol for the power system, adding auxiliary components in key areas to help distribute the load.

This would not only increase the system’s tolerance limit, but also reduce the number of burnt-out components in case of a power system overload.

"Your Mercenary Corps’ repair personnel are truly impressive! To come up with a modification plan in such a short time..." Lin Xinghai couldn’t help but exclaim. ’This is definitely professional-grade work.’

"It’s nothing. With your reputation, you could have your own repairmen study at the Mecha Research Center for a month or two, and they’d reach a professional level as well," Song Yao said dismissively.

At the level of a Third Level Mercenary Corps, they had far more resources and much closer ties with various departments. Many things that other Mercenary Corps found difficult were trivial in their eyes.

Lin Xinghai nodded thoughtfully. He had never really considered such things.

After a brief rest, the convoy set off again. As for Lin Xinghai’s Mecha, it was, of course, being repaired while they were on the move.

Soon, they left Changping City.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, three Armored Vehicles were approaching the city center.

These Armored Vehicles looked heavier and more solid. And although they were Armored Vehicles, their overall design was vastly different from the ones Lin Xinghai and his group had purchased.

Clearly, this was not something that could be achieved through modification; they were an entirely different model.

If any military personnel were present, they would have instantly identified the insignias on these Armored Vehicles as belonging to the Morgan Conglomerate’s armed forces.

"Report: due to the Zombie horde, we have completely lost track of the enemy convoy."

In the driver’s cabin of the lead vehicle, a Caucasian man in camouflage with a sinister face listened to his adjutant’s report, his brows furrowed tightly.

He toyed with a custom-made dagger in his hand. As his fingers moved, the dagger danced like an Elf, looking both dangerous and beautiful.

"Continue advancing in this direction," he ordered after a moment.

"But..." The adjutant hesitated upon hearing the order. Although the Zombie horde had started to disperse following the death of the Mutated Zombie, the Zombies wouldn’t just vanish in an instant. The density of Zombies in the city center was still quite high. Forcing their way through like this would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, and just as dangerous.

However, he had just begun to speak when he saw the man’s narrowed eyes and remembered his nickname, Cobra. An involuntary shiver ran down his spine, and he swallowed the rest of his words.

"Yes, sir!" he barked, immediately relaying the order.

Soon, the three Armored Vehicles started up and, with a savage lurch, plunged directly into the horde of Zombies before them.

RAT-TAT-TAT!

Although they only had three Armored Vehicles, the firepower they unleashed was by no means weak. The dense volley of bullets formed a deadly screen of fire, killing any approaching Zombie instantly.

After advancing some distance, they finally found a few clues, spotting the massive corpse of the Death Claw.

Then, using that as a central point, they also found the Spitter’s corpse.

After hearing these two pieces of news, the man nicknamed Cobra narrowed his eyes again, and the dagger in his hand began to spin even faster.

Others might not know, but as part of the Morgan Conglomerate’s armed forces, the intelligence he possessed was far beyond what an ordinary Mercenary Corps could compare to.

He knew, of course, that a Spitter’s venom could drive a Zombie into a berserk state. And he’d had the misfortune of seeing a berserk Death Claw once before—it was a memory he didn’t care to recall.

On that operation, they had a full 20 Mechas, yet only 10 remained by the end. He himself had only survived by a stroke of luck.

And now, those Mercenary Corps had encountered the same situation, yet they had managed to kill the Death Claw without leaving any wrecked Mechas nearby.

That was more than a little terrifying.

Without hesitation, he immediately gave the order to transmit this intelligence back to base using their special communications equipment.