You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies! Chapter 284 283: Reinforcement for the Engineering Departmen

While Xu Lin and others spent the night in the worker dormitories at the mine, attempting to receive signals from the company, the highway that had nearly beco the final resting place for Wu Jiang and others was buzzing with activity.

Wang Hu could not contain himself any longer.

Looking at the section of the highway where vehicles seed as if they would fall at any mont, he racked his brains until he had an idea, which was to seek help from the engineering departnt.

Nowadays, the only humans in the engineering departnt are a few managers responsible for construction planning.

The rest are all uniformly zombies.

The earliest group of workers had been discarded due to ceaseless labor.

However, with the help of the Hunter Squad and those survivors who had early on seen a business opportunity and began capturing zombies to sell to the company, not only did the numbers in the engineering departnt not dwindle, but they had also undergone several expansions and generational updates.

The old situation where any zombie could be pulled in to work on the construction site was no longer in existence.

Now, even the ordinary workers had requirents.

Physical condition was naturally the first priority.

The inferior products, skin and bones, who couldn't even catch up to a living person in pursuit, were either kicked out of the team or worked to death in labor, leaving behind the newly captured mutated zombies.

These zombies were not complete variants like the Type-T or D-Type, but rather their bodily structures had beco more akin to those of living people.

Compared to the earliest zombies, the second-generation zombies were stronger and more agile.

And their brains functioned noticeably better.

The most outstanding among them were selected to serve as foren for the various construction teams, supervising the progress of projects on behalf of the engineering departnt technicians, to later report to the now-promoted project manager, Big Fierce.

Today's Big Fierce, though still a zombie, could communicate normally with humans.

His disposition, however, remained sowhat gloomy.

He knew only to imrse himself in work.

Beyond the basic construction teams, so of the captured Type-T Variants, due to their physical advantages, were successfully transitioned into engineering machinery.

Whether it was cars obstructing the road or collapsed walls,

they were trifling to the Type-T Variants.

Comparable to bulldozers.

A hundred kiloters required only the consumption of ten Mutant Rats or five wild dogs, no need to compete with the company's vehicles for fuel, safe and environntally friendly.

Within the company's controlled territory, road clearance was largely reliant on Type-Ts.

Those below liked to call it Titan.

What Wang Hu needed was these strong-bodied, armor-clad, flesh-and-blood bulldozers, and the engineering departnt promptly reported this request to Minister Ai Bing.

"Five Titans?"

"Wang Hu isn't planning on flattening Jiangnan District, is he?" Zhang Ye curiously asked as he closed his eyes in relaxation, his face radiating pleasure.

The woman raised her head, wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, and then shook her head, "It's said that it's to clear a section of the road, but Wang Hu didn't specify the exact location."

"Clearing a section of the road?"

"Isn't he supposed to be looking for people in Jiangnan District?"

Zhang Ye grew even more curious, but after thinking it over, he couldn't be bothered to ask more and simply let Ai Bing agree to the request.

Having said that, he pulled the woman back into his embrace.

The room was once again filled with limitless springti.

anwhile, the engineering departnt imdiately dispatched a technician with five Titans to Jiangnan District, eventually eting an excited Wang Hu at the toll station in front of the highway.

The man, seeing the five mini green giants jump off the truck, had such anticipation in his eyes, it seed as though it would spill over.

"Hahaha!"

"They're finally here!"

With that, he grabbed his throat and bellowed, "Alright, the bulldozers are here, let's get to work imdiately!"

There were two main challenges in getting those military trucks off the highway.

The first was the horde of corpses gathered in the middle.

The second was the haphazardly stacked cars along the way, looking like a junkyard. If they couldn't clear these obstacles, then even if they dealt with the horde, the vehicles still wouldn't be able to co off.

And it was the job of these humanoid bulldozers, transferred from engineering, to tackle these ubiquitous car wrecks first.

The command was quickly issued to the technician from the engineering departnt.

With a thought, the Titans imdiately sprang into action.

"Aooo—"

The roaring sound emanating from their abdons was thunderous, deafening to the ears.

Truck drivers and ard security nearby, who had gathered to watch the commotion, quickly retreated over ten ters, stopping behind the temporary fortifications built in front of the toll station, waiting for the impending danger.

A sedan was tossed under the overpass like a matchbox in its entirety.

Then the second car followed, then the third.

In the hands of the imnsely strong Titans, these ton-heavy vehicles were like toys in the hands of children, easily torn to shreds with a bit of force.

Soon, a clear path was forcibly made on the crowded highway by these humanoid monsters.

And the length of the cleared path kept growing, stretching deeper inward.

All the way to where Ding Zhixiong had once been.

The epicenter of the chaos.

Zombies, attracted by the noise, naturally wouldn't ignore such loud disturbances. Wave after wave of the horde began pouring down from the highway only to halt abruptly in their offensive at the sight of five Titans clad in iron armor.

The Titans—transford from variant zombies—weren't seen as targets by the other zombies.

But to these Titans, the zombies before them were the enemy.

They had a death order from above.

Erase all obstacles.

Consequently, the surging horde quickly t the sa fate as the car wrecks, squished in the Titans' grasp like rats, their intestines and organs squeezed out with a little force, then flung to either side and discarded under the overpass.

Their massive bodies, encased in iron armor, were like humanoid tanks.

One diving sprint could kill scores of them.

The ground was littered with corpses.

But the sheer number of zombies was ultimately too great.

The five Titans were like five fingers trying to hold water in the palm of a hand, no matter how hard the hand clenched, there was still an endless stream of water seeping through the gaps between the fingers.

It was for blocking this flowing water that Wang Hu's n had built a new fortification.

The sound of gunfire rose sharply.

The nearby zombies had mostly gathered on the highway, or had already been cleared out during the fleet's sweep, so there was no need to worry that the noise might attract more hordes.

All the danger was concentrated on this stretch of highway in front of the toll station.

Bullets rained down like a downpour.

Blood splattered in all directions.

As the transport company staff often had to move outside, their equipnt and combat experience were, in fact, no less than those of the operational soldiers.

Even as they saw at least dozens of zombies screaming and charging over, no one shrank back.

Are you kidding? Wang Hu was right behind them—no one dared to run.

Moreover, the company regulations were clear: running away in the face of the enemy would only result in being executed, no matter which departnt you were from.

But those who perford well in work or battle were all eligible for promotion.

Thousands of words boiled down to one phrase.

Get it done.