The broadcast ended.
A group of people surrounded the table, speechless.
The lengthy report from the National Biochemical Research Group sent a chill down their spines. They hadn't expected China to have a zombie with a mutation level of 3, called an "Evil Spirit."
A "Night Demon" that hadn't fully mutated had nearly killed both Lin Yuan and Wu Tian. What about a level three mutant? Would it require a 155mm howitzer to take it down?!
Wang Zhihai and the others felt even more disheartened. They had missed the golden period when fungal spores provided reinforcement to the human body, and their strength was already not high.
Even Lin Yuan, who was monstrously strong, had barely managed to defeat it. Wouldn't they be easy targets if they went up?
The silence was broken by Lin Yuan. He smiled and said, "Why so down? It's just a level 3 mutant, what's the big deal? Wu Tian and I killed the Night Demon ourselves. Besides, there are 10 of us now, and there's strength in numbers. We can also use firearms if necessary. No matter how tough a Night Demon's head is, it can't withstand 5.8..."
At this moment, Mu Qingtian, who always had a cool demeanor, raised her hand. "Captain, my sniper rifle is 7.62mm. The 12.7mm is still in the warehouse."
Looking at the serious female sniper, Lin Yuan suddenly remembered that Chinese SWAT forces commonly used the 7.62mm caliber CS/LR4 high-precision sniper rifle. The 12.7mm was generally used by the military. Although SWAT personnel also trained with it, during normal deployments without orders, they carried the 7.62mm caliber.
"Oh, right. I also remembered that caliber's gun is too powerful. But it doesn't matter. No matter how powerful a zombie is, it doesn't have our human unity and collective wisdom, so there's no need to worry too much. What we need now is to integrate quickly and form combat effectiveness that can cooperate with each other. I believe Brother Wang agrees with this."
Wang Zhihai nodded. "Captain is right. What we need now is unity, as our enemy is the same: zombies. I suggest we start training after collecting supplies. I will also teach everyone the skills of the SWAT. I hope we can criticize and correct each other in the future."
Lin Yuan nodded. "How about this: since we have medical staff and children in our team, I think we should temporarily divide our team into three groups: Combat Team, Medical Team, and Logistics Team. What do you all think?"
Now that the 10 people were a collective, he needed to seek everyone's opinion when making decisions.
At this, Zhao Anjing objected. She stood up abruptly, standing perfectly straight. "Captain, I think I am capable of being a member of the Combat Team."
Lin Yuan looked at the girl in front of him, with smoky eye makeup and twin ponytails. She had changed into a normal short-sleeved shirt and shorts, no longer dressed like a delinquent.
He smiled and said, "In principle, everyone is a member of the Combat Team, because when facing zombies and enemies, we are all on the same front. It's just that a part of us will be responsible for the main combat tasks. Each of us, including survivors who might join later, must undergo training and combat skills practice. So, when you can demonstrate suitable combat effectiveness, Wang and I will agree to your joining."
Zhao Anjing had no more reason to argue and sat down sullenly. Zhao Mengnan gave her a thumbs-up.
"You're something else, sis!"
"Alright, does anyone else have any other opinions? Feel free to voice them."
Just then, a young nurse raised her hand. Lin Yuan knew her name was Zhou Ping.
She had changed into an outfit with a little dinosaur logo, replacing the previous Pikachu.
She and another nurse named Lin Qingyan seemed to be good friends.
"Captain, I want to ask if we will be accompanying the Combat Team members."
Lin Yuan replied, "Generally not. Perhaps in special circumstances, we will ask you to join. Also, Wu Tian and I have basic suturing skills. What about you, Brother Wang?"
Wang Zhihai nodded. "We know emergency suturing and have learned first aid."
Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief, as she and Lin Qingyan were both internal medicine nurses, and their wound suturing skills had mostly faded.
"Oh, that's good. I was just worried that Sister Lin and I, being internal medicine nurses, would be a burden on the battlefield. But don't worry, both Sister Lin and I are top-notch in pharmacology, pathology, and clinical medicine."
"It's okay, it's okay. However, everyone will need to learn wound suturing and first aid in the future. You will need to teach us after you've learned." Lin Yuan smiled.
"Of course!"
After looking around and seeing no one else with opinions, Lin Yuan said, "Since no one has any objections, it's decided. Combat Team members: myself, Wu Tian, Wang Zhihai, Zhao Mengnan, Mu Qingtian, Zhu Mingjun. Wu Tian and I will serve as team leaders. Do any of you have any opinions?"
The five said nothing. Suddenly, Wang Zhihai spoke, "Captain, do I also have to be a team leader? Why not let Miss Wu Tian serve?"
Lin Yuan replied with a smile, "Of course. I only have great strength, and along with Wu Tian, we found some methods to deal with zombies, but my tactical proficiency is not high. Brother Wang, you were the captain of the SWAT team, so you must know much more in this regard. Therefore, you should accept this team leader position."
Wang Zhihai chuckled twice. "Then I'll be the deputy leader. I really can't defeat you, Captain."
"That's fine, but I'll also ask you to be our entire team's tactical coach and impart tactical knowledge to all of us," Lin Yuan expressed his thoughts.
Wang Zhihai readily agreed. "It's my duty."
"Next, for the Medical Team, Lin Qingyan and Zhou Ping, you two can discuss among yourselves who will be the leader. I'm not sure about your medical skills."
"I recommend Sister Lin as the leader. She was the consistent professional number one in our school!" Zhou Ping immediately raised her hand.
Lin Qingyan originally wanted to be modest, but then she thought that Zhou Ping, this junior student and friend, had a rather lively personality. It was better for her to take charge.
"Then thank you, Pingping. Captain, I will accept this team leader position."
"Yes, good. You two will need to continue learning. A good medical staff member is invaluable and indispensable in any era," Lin Yuan said seriously to the two nurses.
"Don't worry, Captain." Both promised earnestly.
"The Logistics Team will temporarily be headed by Wu Mengyao and Zhao Anjing." Lin Yuan deliberately used the word "temporarily" as he looked at the still somewhat unhappy Zhao Anjing.
Hearing the word "temporarily," Zhao Anjing visibly relaxed and quickly said, "I will definitely take good care of Mengyao!"
Wu Mengyao wore a mask, and although her expression couldn't be seen, her eyes narrowed into slits. She was definitely smiling happily.
Changing the subject, Lin Yuan continued, "However, Wu Mengyao will be the team leader. You need to cooperate with her well."
It wasn't that Lin Yuan was biased. Zhao Anjing's personality was indeed not suitable for logistics. He could only see if her talents were good. If not, she could only remain in the logistics team.
Zhao Anjing was about to object when she suddenly remembered that this girl, who was five years younger than her, carried a crossbow on her back that could pierce a Night Demon's head, and it was self-made. She pouted and said, "Alright, I will cooperate with her well."
Zhao Anjing, oh Zhao Anjing! You can't do anything except wear smoky eye makeup!
Thinking this, she felt like a salted fish.
"Alright, the personnel assignments are settled. Next, let's talk about training."
"I've made a small table based on everyone's strengths. If you have any questions or if I've made any mistakes, feel free to point them out."