"Damn it! That’s the railway we saved! And the diesel locomotives we had ready!"
Yu Dong slammed his fist on the table.
"Seriously, how could they do that?"
The strategic goal of clearing the zombies from the Urban Area in ten days was already a long shot; all they could do was try their best.
But with the arrival of the heavily armed Wilderness Battle Corps, they actually had a chance of pulling it off!
They had an agreement. They were supposed to use the Huangtong Railway—the one they’d worked so hard to keep intact—to help the Wilderness Battle Corps. But in the end... the train just passed through, taking all the men to Kyoto.
The heavy fire support... gone. The train... gone, too!
"Sigh... Don’t blame Deng. He had no choice. He’s subordinate to the General Corps, and a soldier must obey orders. Still... Deng felt terrible about using our railway line and breaking his promise, so he found a way to secretly leave some equipment for us..."
"Oh? What kind of equipment?"
"In Zunshou City, he left some armored assault vehicles, mortar assault vehicles, ’cat cars,’ and some standard-issue light arms with matching ammunition... He doesn’t have many men left, so he can’t use all that equipment anyway. He’s sharing some with us. Once he reaches Kyoto, he’ll have the train sent back."
Yu Dong felt a little better after hearing that. At least his work hadn’t been exploited for nothing. The guy knew how to share the spoils.
’A hell of a lot better than a certain other leader who hoards all the equipment and ammo for himself after getting a handout.’
"I want half."
Qiao Yunliang almost choked. "Why don’t you just rob me instead?!"
"I don’t care. You have to give me half. I’m short on firepower and I need it."
"Alright, alright. Yin Shuangyang is sourcing supplies from Southeast Asia, so he’s definitely got more ammo than me. I’ve only got about a million rounds, all told. There’s no way I’m giving you any bullets. Officer Wang needs some of the light weapons, but the assault vehicles and mortars... I can give you some of those."
"Fine. When will they get here?"
"I just got off the phone with Deng. They’ve already reached Kyoto. The train is returning the way it came to Zunshou City to load up the equipment. It should arrive at the Huangyang Port station tomorrow morning."
The station at Huangyang Port was mainly for shipping and receiving coal, not a civilian station. The yard was huge, perfect for loading and shipping large items.
"Good. My people will take a boat over to pick it up in the morning... By the way, Deng’s unit doesn’t have any tanks or anything?"
"The full name of Deng’s unit is the Mobile Wilderness Battle Corps. They’re a rapid-response force stationed near Kyoto, designed for speed—they can deploy anywhere in the country within 48 hours. They’re not a heavy armored corps, so where would they get tanks? And even if they had one, do you even know how to drive it? Besides, for urban warfare, assault vehicles and ’cat cars’ are way more effective. Those big, clumsy things... anyone who wants to drive one is welcome to it, but not me."
"Oh... alright."
Yu Dong made a mental note to ask Lin Mo for a proper lesson on the nation’s different military forces.
But from what Qiao said, Deng Changqing’s Mobile Wilderness Battle Corps seemed to have equipment better suited for urban combat.
After settling the matter with Deng, Yu Dong pushed open the door to his suite, grabbed a bottle of iced tea from the fridge, and sat down on the living room sofa, sipping it slowly.
A 900-square-meter suite was a bit lonely for one person. This complex was a property Yin Shuangyang had acquired back when he was developing his offshore solar power plant. He and his top executives lived here, and it was incredibly luxurious.
He was quite disappointed that Liu Ye’ye hadn’t moved in yesterday.
’But it makes sense, I guess... Even if Liu Ye’ye has feelings for me, we’ve only known each other for a short time in this life. We’re not at the stage where we can live in the same suite yet.’
’I was getting ahead of myself.’
Now, Liu Ye’ye, Lin Mo, Shen Xinyi, Cao Zihan, and Xia Yao were all living in another suite next door.
CREAK. The door to the next room opened.
A small figure walked out.
Yin Jiahao saw Yu Dong drinking, his little lip quivered, and then he burst into tears.
"I want my mommy, WAHHHH~"
Yu Dong slapped his forehead.
’I almost forgot there was someone else in here!’
This little guy, Yin Jiahao, had been left in the care of Yin Shuangyang’s secretary during the day and came back here to sleep at night.
"Don’t cry... you... want a sip?"
Yu Dong offered his iced tea. The little guy paused his crying, then came over and tasted a capful.
"Yuck~ It’s gross! I want my mommy to hold me while I sleep, WAHHH~"
Yu Dong: "..."
’So the Yin Family is too good for pleb drinks, huh?’
’I’m speechless. So picky for someone so young.’
Yu Dong tried to comfort him, but the boy was inconsolable, constantly crying out for his mommy.
He was only four years old, far too young to be without a grown-up. He’d never slept by himself before.
Finally, Yu Dong couldn’t take it anymore... and knocked on the door of the suite next door.
Shen Xinyi opened the door. She was wearing a silk nightgown that revealed the bottom half of her fair, slender calves and her pink feet.
She looked at Yu Dong holding a whimpering child, a confused look on her face. "What’s wrong?"
"Can someone play mommy for the night? And hold him while he sleeps? I seriously can’t handle him..."
"Your kid is this old already?"
"...This is someone else’s child. I’ve taken him in."
"You’re quite kind-hearted then... Give him to me. He’s just a child. He can’t be harder to soothe than my patients."
Shen Xinyi naturally took Yin Jiahao from Yu Dong’s arms. A few strands of her hair brushed across Yu Dong’s neck, and the fresh scent of her shampoo filled his nostrils.
This familiar feeling made Yu Dong want to stroke her head.
’In his past life, when Shen Xinyi was on top of him, her hair would tickle him as it brushed across his body...’
A familiar sensation washed over him, but... so much had changed.
The Shen Xinyi of this lifetime didn’t recognize him. In her eyes, Yu Dong was a... formidable, ruthless man who seemed somewhat aloof. But she also knew he was a good person—after all, he and his subordinates had saved her.