Inside the No.0001 Stargate Base in RL1556 Area.
Two thousand army soldiers pushed their motorcycles, forming a long line as they took turns entering the Biochemical Safety Station for a complete disinfection procedure. Afterward, they crossed the Stargate into the New World on the other side, where they were guided by government officials to a designated open area to reassemble.
The entire process, as it stood now, would still take over two hours.
To be honest, just as Imu had initially thought, the width and height of this small Stargate had severely impacted the efficiency of the World Government.
But there was no other choice; they had to make do for now.
Bullet, clad in a black Justice Coat, was the first to pass through the disinfection process and arrive at the base on the other side of the Stargate. He then began to familiarize himself with the basic intelligence of this world.
Shortly after, he arrived outside the prison cells and observed the live Kabane imprisoned within.
"You're saying these things can easily dent iron plates?"
"Yes."
The government official who had previously guided Laskey and the other CP9 members and explained their tasks nodded. His name was Addison, a Senior Director from the Administrative Department and a colleague of Coulson.
"However, it's not exactly effortless. According to tests, the Kabane transformed from the people of this world can also dent iron plates several centimeters thick, but they suffer significant damage to themselves due to the excessive force. On the other hand, the Kabane transformed from people of our world can truly be said to do it with ease."
Upon learning this, Bullet could already imagine the scene of these Kabane running wildly, leaping into the air, and pouncing forward. The force generated would undoubtedly overpower his army soldiers.
He immediately brought this up, but the response he received was somewhat unexpected.
"Lieutenant General Bullet, these Kabane don't seem to enjoy jumping much unless they're at a high place with their target below. Although, with their explosive strength, they can indeed jump quite high."
"If that's the case, then they'll be easier to deal with."
At this moment, Bullet was thoroughly enjoying his life as a general once more. He was a man born in war, raised in war, and though he had been betrayed by war, he still loved it, for in his eyes, even betrayal was part of war.
Not to mention, now he was waging war in another world against another world's opponents!
This was even more exhilarating! "However, there's one thing you should note. An automatic rifle must hit the same spot on a Kabane's heart twice in succession to completely pierce it. Alternatively, cutting off their heads can also stop them from moving," Senior Director Addison said softly.
Bullet, who was much taller than the former, coldly glanced at him.
"If the goal is just to stop their movement, I think shooting their ankles and calves would suffice. We can deal with them one by one afterward!"
"Moreover, in the written materials you showed me earlier, it mentioned that their Heart Membrane is an excellent material for enhancement."
"In that case, wouldn't it be better to capture them alive and extract their intact Heart Membranes?"
At the same time, he kept one thought to himself: this approach would also maximize the long-range advantage of firearms and ensure the safety of his soldiers.
The only requirement is that the soldiers must have accurate marksmanship! This can definitely be trained—all sharpshooters are forged through countless bullets, and now these Kabane serve as the best live targets for practice.
As for bullets, would the World Government ever run short of them? Indeed, in Bullet's view, this operation is less of a war and more of a large-scale live training exercise.
He believed that after engaging with these terrifying Living Dead, the two thousand Army soldiers would quickly grow into seasoned veterans with unshakable resolve. Then, they could rotate in a new batch of troops. "By the way, I heard that Crocodile kid has also come here?"
This clearly annoyed Bullet. He had joined the Army first and was a proper Lieutenant General, yet he had been beaten here by a former criminal scoundrel.
"What are those Five Elders thinking? If they want to recruit Crocodile, they should just bring him before me. I have my ways to make him obedient and serve loyally under me!"
Addison, the Senior Director standing nearby, twitched at Bullet's disrespectful tone toward the Five Elders. He awkwardly glanced around, pretending he hadn't heard anything.
"Report, Lieutenant General! The troops have all assembled. Awaiting your orders!" A Colonel from the Army, also clad in a black Justice Coat and a black suit, ran over and shouted.
In truth, the Army didn't have Justice Coats before, but after Bullet joined, all their benefits were aligned with those of the Marines.
However, this Army Colonel's strength was far from matching that of a Marine Colonel—he was only on par with a Marine Colonel from one of the four seas branches.
This was inevitable, as the Army was just starting to rise after being stagnant for too long.
"Tell them to warm up their motorcycles. We'll set off soon."
"Yes, sir!"
After the Colonel left, Senior Director Addison raised his head in confusion and asked, "Lieutenant General Bullet, are you planning to head to the fallen city immediately?"
"But it's nighttime, and your orders are to depart tomorrow morning."
"Hmph, since we're already here, why wait until tomorrow? If my soldiers can't handle a night march, they might as well be crushed under my boot to save me the embarrassment!"
Bullet snorted heavily, turned, and left the prison area, leaving behind one final remark.
"I'm the Lieutenant General of the Army. Since I'm here, all military operations fall under my command!"
"..."
Senior Director Addison watched helplessly as Bullet's figure disappeared from sight, feeling that this man was far too domineering and overbearing.
Couldn't things be discussed? In the past, Army officers wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly and disrespectfully in front of a high-ranking official like him. Now, it was Addison who didn't dare to say much.
"Well, it seems the Army is truly on the rise. But judging by the distance, even on motorcycles, they won't arrive until nearly dawn. What's the point?"
Twenty minutes later, though the night was dark, the moon hung high in the sky, and the stars filled the Milky Way, the Stargate base remained brightly lit.
"Open the gate!"
With a loud shout, the electric steel gate 'hurriedly' swung open, as if fearing it would be smashed by the fierce man riding a custom oversized motorcycle if it were even a second late.
[Rumble, rumble, rumble]
In an instant, the vast base at the center of the peninsula was completely awakened by the rapid and dense sounds of engines. Many people resting in the barracks and dormitories cursed angrily towards the direction of the gate.
But Bullet paid no heed to this. He charged out of the gate and sped swiftly towards the dark north. Behind him, large groups of heavily armored motorcycle soldiers maintained a certain distance from each other, forming a long column as they continuously poured out of the base.
At this moment.
The World Government's army officially embarked on the path to conquer this world. Their first mission: to eliminate all Kabane in a fallen city!
Their numbers might be in the tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.
But so what?