Wasteland Commander-Chapter 410 - 101: Operation on the Typhoon Day

Ye Fan led the departing team back to Dawn Island and even encountered a chase from Mutated Birds along the way, which made it quite embarrassing.

After returning to Dawn Island, Ye Fan was in a very bad mood.

If it wasn’t for the urgency of time, he would have let the main force nibble slowly; Nantong wasn’t beyond their grasp.

But now, with tight schedules and heavy tasks, slow nibbling isn’t going to work.

However, the bank is located in the center of the city, surrounded by many zombies and Mutant Rats, making it too difficult to sneak into the bank.

After returning, he sent the injured for treatment, while he himself went back to the congressional building.

He got back just in time for dinner.

Besides the Guard Corps, only Ye Luo and Qin Sibe were in the congressional building, and now only the two of them were eating.

Ye Fan was hungry too, so he came to the dining table.

Ye Luo, seeing Ye Fan had returned, happily served him a bowl of rice.

"Brother, try this new rice, it’s very fragrant."

"Oh! Where did the new rice come from?" Ye Fan’s attention was attracted.

Eating new rice was a thing of last year, and since then it had been mostly old rice; this year was the first time for new rice.

"It was transported from Dawn City, brother, don’t you remember? Dawn City had a large-scale planting of grains this year, and now it’s a great harvest."

Ye Fan then remembered that when he left Dawn City, it had started its large-scale planting.

And now it was golden autumn in October, harvest time, and Dawn City had harvested in mass, bringing this year’s fresh rice over.

On the contrary, although the southern regions had also planted, they weren’t on such a large scale as Dawn City, with the chaos caused by zombie hordes and the warfare, and this year’s yields weren’t good.

For those living in the apocalypse, food comes first.

In terms of eating, grains would definitely be prioritized over meat or seafood.

At this time, Ye Fan felt grateful for this year’s harvest, so his people wouldn’t have to starve.

"Yes, indeed, new rice does taste better; you all eat more too. Sibe, eat more without restraint, just treat this like your own home."

With a good mood, Ye Fan no longer suspected Qin Sibe, speaking kindly to her.

Qin Sibe raised her little face, nodding emphatically: "Brother Ye, why did I feel you weren’t very happy before?"

Ye Fan couldn’t help but sigh; he had failed to attack the bank, how could he be happy?

You never know when war might break out, and he was still worrying about the money for military expansion.

"Ah, I just encountered a bit of a setback while collecting supplies outside; zombies and Mutant Rats disrupted my plans, but it’s okay, I’ll handle it." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Hearing this, Qin Sibe blinked her big eyes a few times: "Brother Ye, if you’re collecting supplies, you might consider going out in rainy weather."

"Oh, why’s that?"

"Because during rain or snow, zombies’ perception gets blocked, their scent masked, making actions much easier."

Ye Fan paused, then recalled the winter in Dawn City.

Last year’s winter, during a snowstorm, zombies nearly became ice sculptures, standing still like hibernating snakes, losing their threat.

Back then, Ye Fan followed along to fight zombies, having a good understanding of their habits.

But since coming to Dawn Island, there were no zombies here, mostly encountering people, and during zombie battles, Ye Fan, as the Commander-in-Chief, wouldn’t personally head out, thus having overlooked this.

Indeed, heavy snow could block zombie perception, so torrential rain surely could too.

After a pouring rain, zombies can’t see, hear, or smell, naturally posing no threat.

Even Mutant Rats are similar, as torrential rain equally blocks their perception.

Ye Fan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"You’re absolutely right, Sibe, thank you!"

In his excitement, Ye Fan couldn’t help but grab Qin Sibe’s hand.

Qin Sibe’s eyes immediately showed shyness, gently retracting her hand.

Ye Luo, watching this, widened her eyes.

"Brother! You actually held Sibe’s hand; have you stopped rejecting girls?"

Ye Fan froze; when had he rejected girls?

However, he realized he was a bit presumptuous, quickly loosening his grasp and coughing to ease the awkwardness.

"Well... you all continue eating, I’ll go formulate the action plan."

Leaving the dining hall, Ye Fan was still reminiscing about the warm, soft touch on his hand.

The only woman who had moved him before was Hua Wushuang, but this girl also gave him a very good feeling, even involuntarily reminding him of Hua Wushuang, evoking a sense of impulsive heart-throbbing.

"Am I really a jerk who loves whoever I meet? How come I never noticed before?"

Ye Fan shook his head; he wasn’t sure about his current state, needing to temporarily suppress these thoughts.

Returning to his office, he went to ask the civil affairs department about the recent weather.

He quickly got the reply: a tropical storm would land near Dawn Island the day after tomorrow.

Even though it was already October, there’s still typhoon activity.

That summer, Dawn Island experienced a typhoon whose terrifying weather opened Ye Fan’s eyes as a northerner.

Unexpectedly, there was still a chance at this moment, and Ye Fan felt his opportunity had come.

Returning to the office, he pondered for a while and directly called over a few personal guards.

"Let’s set off again, let’s go to Nantong City."

Zhuge Yunxue paused for a moment: "Commander, how many people are we taking this time?"

Ye Fan looked around: "You, me, Shen Ruihui, Tanya, Yuri, Engineer Huang Jie, and bring two more engineers and some guards."

"Commander, with so few people, I’m afraid we won’t be able to clear a safe path for you."

Ye Fan shook his head: "No need to clear it. Once the typhoon arrives, it will be naturally safe."

Without further ado, Ye Fan boarded the helicopter once more.

But this time, he upgraded his long-term ride, the Night Hawk helicopter, to the Hero Level.

With the cost a hundred times in money, the three million spent on the helicopter worth thirty thousand was no small amount for Ye Fan at present.

However, after the upgrade, the helicopter underwent a qualitative transformation.

First, the weight and size of the aircraft had greatly changed. The cabin, which originally seated over sixty people, could now directly accommodate one hundred and thirty.

Not only did its size increase more than twofold, its weight increased, and the aircraft also had added thick alloy armor.

This armor easily repels the attack of man-portable air defense missiles and also has stealth effects to avoid radar detection.

Moreover, the range tripled directly, with endurance reaching three thousand kilometers, almost on par with a transport aircraft.

The front and rear large rotors spun, the gusts making people struggle to stand.

"Let’s go, we’re headed to Nantong City again. Let the War Hawk teams continue to protect us."

The twenty thousand War Hawks now reduced to sixteen thousand, continuing to protect Ye Fan as they set out.

The journey back to Nantong was still quite arduous, with some remaining mutated birds continuing to cause trouble for Ye Fan’s helicopter.

Luckily, with the War Hawks’ protection, Ye Fan returned to the building where they had once stayed.

Upon arriving, Ye Fan utilized the commander’s satchel to put everyone inside.

On his aircraft, not only were troops brought along, but also a cooking team, cooking in the satchel space.

While staying here, Ye Fan discovered another characteristic of the satchel.

Here, they could see the outside as if in a room with windows.

Although everyone didn’t know why Ye Fan brought them here, sending them into the satchel, no one questioned Ye Fan’s decision and stayed here quietly.

A day and a night passed, and the following afternoon, Ye Fan felt the wind pick up outside.

Dust and stones flew around, the wind growing stronger.

"The typhoon is coming, estimated to start raining heavily tonight."

Ye Fan watched the dark clouds swirling in the sky, relieved for having arrived early.

Had they set out now, it’s uncertain if the helicopter could make it here due to the severe weather.

Sure enough, as night fell, Nantong started to rain.

Right from the start, it wasn’t a drizzle; it began as a heavy downpour.

The heavy rain turned into a torrential storm, the sky flashing with lightning, thunder roaring, it seemed as if the sky was going to collapse.

The mutated birds that still flew in the sky had now all disappeared, unable to hold their ground in the wind.

The zombies on the ground stood motionless, silently enduring the assault of wind and rain.

Some non-mutated zombies, being light, were blown over, sprawling on the ground.

These zombies, feeling no pain, didn’t struggle, just lay there if blown over.

The torrential rain poured down as if the sky had sprung a leak, sweeping through the land.

All of Nantong was pitch black, with not a trace of light, only occasionally lit by flashes of lightning, revealing the area in disarray.

Ye Fan watched the scene outside, feeling the time was about right.

"Zhuge Yunxue, Shen Ruihui, Tanya, Yuri, Huang Jie, and other engineers, follow me down. The rest stay here for winching and alert duties."

"Right, put on your night vision goggles and take your stealth weapons."

Leaving the satchel, Ye Fan’s body was shaken by the wind.

But fortunately, as a Peak Level 2 mutant, he quickly steadied himself.

The others were alright, though the engineers almost got blown away, thankfully pulled back by others.

Without a direct feel from inside the satchel, they realized the wind’s terror only once outside.

The typhoon had made landfall, the current wind strength not below Level 10.

Additionally, Ye Fan felt the wind was still intensifying; he must act swiftly and aim to fly back again.

Tanya and Shen Ruihui led the engineers, descending via the winch ropes.

After they landed, the ropes were pulled up, and Ye Fan and others began their descent.

Once all participants in the action were down, everyone was drenched by the rain.

Seeing zombies like wooden stakes along the streets, Ye Fan took a deep breath: "Let’s go, this time we must succeed."