Weapon System in Zombie Apocalypse-Chapter 21: The Promise Remembered

It has been two days since Thomas left the university, and he promised two of his classmates that he would come back for them.

He doesn't know their current state as there was no way of finding out. And there was no certainty that they were still in that room where he left them. But, he did advise them not to leave the room under any circumstances.

He could almost picture them now, anxiously waiting, perhaps whispering reassurances to each other that he would return.

Thomas exhaled deeply. Responsibility weighed heavily on his mind. He knew all too well the crushing burden of hope—how it could be both a beacon and a curse in these desperate times. He couldn't abandon them now, not when he had given them something to hold onto.

"Sir, when do you want to conduct the rescue operation?" Phillip asked.

Thomas flickered his gaze to Phillip and replied. "What time is it now?"

"So you want to conduct the operation now sir?" Phillip said. "Very well, let's discuss how we are going to extract them."

With that, the two of them headed to the admin room. Thomas took a seat behind the large desk, resting his hands on the surface while Phillip remained standing, arms crossed in thought.

"We need to plan this carefully," Thomas began. "The university has a huge number of zombies and I can confirm it, because I have been there. Going by land would be risky as we might run into mutated zombies. I'm thinking we will fly in."

"But sir—we don't have any aerial assets as of the moment," Phillip pointed out and then suddenly realize that his master could summon any military hardware from the system.

"You must have forgotten my abilities, Phillip," Thomas chuckled. "Anyways, I want you to suggest a helicopter that we could use in this situation? The building that my classmates were in has rooftop access. We can enter from there."

"Helicopter huh..." Phillip muttered thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. "Alright, for this kind of operation, I'd recommend a few options. Black hawks and Chinooks. Either of those two are a good choice, it's only a matter of preference."

"Hmm...what's the difference between the two?"

Phillip straightened up and began explaining the differences, his tone professional.

"Well, sir, let's start with the Black Hawk—the UH-60. It's a multi-mission utility helicopter. Fast, maneuverable, and versatile. It can carry up to eleven soldiers fully equipped and has moderate armor. It's reliable for quick insertions and extractions, especially when you need flexibility and speed in an urban environment."

He paused for a moment, then continued. "On the other hand, the Chinook—that's the CH-47—focuses on heavy lifting. It can carry over 30 personnel or large amounts of cargo. It's also decently fast for a helicopter of its size, but it's much bulkier and requires a more spacious landing zone. Plus, it makes a bigger target. However, if you're expecting to extract multiple survivors or carry additional supplies, the Chinook's carrying capacity is invaluable."

Thomas leaned back, processing the information. "The Black Hawk seems more suitable for this mission. I want us in and out fast. The rooftop landing zone isn't large enough to safely accommodate a Chinook anyway."

Phillip nodded. "Good call. With the Black Hawk, we'll be able to deploy a squad quickly, secure the rooftop, and extract your classmates without drawing too much attention."

"Alright. I'll summon two Black Hawk," Thomas said, accessing the system interface. He quickly navigated to the Military Hardware tab, selecting the helicopter.

[Purchasing: UH-60 Black Hawk

Cost: 300,000 Blood Coins

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Status: Processing... Completed]

A system notification appeared, and Phillip glanced at Thomas. "We are going to need another helicopter, an attack variant."

"You want an attack helicopter for support?" Thomas asked, raising an eyebrow.

Phillip nodded. "Yes, sir. We need air support in case we encounter large hordes or mutated zombies during extraction. I recommend the AH-64 Apache. It's armed with a 30mm chain gun, Hellfire missiles, and Hydra rockets—more than enough to provide suppressive fire and neutralize any major threats from the air."

Thomas considered it for a moment. "Sounds like a solid plan. Having air support will give us some breathing room if things go south."

He navigated the system interface once more, searching for the Apache in the Military Hardware section.

[Purchasing: AH-64 Apache Attack Helicopter

Cost: 350,000 Blood Coins

Status: Processing... Completed]

His balance updated, and a new notification appeared confirming the purchase.

Phillip's face lit up with a confident grin. "Now we're talking, sir. With both Black Hawks and the Apache, we'll have tactical superiority in the area."

"Alright," Thomas said, standing from his seat. "I'll assign one Black Hawk for troop insertion and the other as a secondary for rapid evac. The Apache will fly close support."

"Understood. I'll handle the teams and brief them," Phillip replied.

"And I'll be coming with you," Thomas said, rising to his feet.

"No problem sir."

***

As the final preparations were underway, Phillip led Thomas to the briefing room adjacent to the admin room. Inside, ten special forces soldiers, fully geared in tactical combat uniforms, stood at attention.

Phillip stepped forward, clearing his throat. "Alright, listen up. This is a critical extraction mission. We'll be inserting into a university complex infested with a significant number of hostiles—zombies and potentially mutated variants. The mission objective is to secure two survivors and extract them safely."

Phillip motioned toward a map displayed on a large screen. It showed the layout of the university, with key points like the building rooftops, entrances, and known obstacles highlighted.

"We'll be using two Black Hawks for this mission. One for insertion and ground support, and the other for rapid evacuation. An AH-64 Apache will provide overwatch and close air support. The insertion team will consist of ten operators, led by me and supported by Sir Estaris. We'll land on the rooftop of this building"—he pointed to a marked structure—"and establish a perimeter."

One of the soldiers raised a hand. "What's the expected resistance on the ground?

Thomas spoke up. "High. When I was last there, the campus was crawling with zombies. We're expecting hordes to gather if they hear or see the helicopters. That's why speed and precision are critical. We need to secure the survivors quickly and get out before things escalate."

Phillip nodded. "Exactly. The Apache will engage any large groups to keep the landing zone clear, but we can't rely on prolonged air support. Once we hit the ground, we'll have to move fast."

Another soldier chimed in. "What's the evac plan if the primary LZ is compromised?"

"We have a contingency," Phillip replied. "The secondary Black Hawk will remain airborne. If the rooftop becomes unusable, we'll regroup at the main courtyard, where there's a larger open area suitable for a quick extraction."

Thomas crossed his arms, scanning the room. "Any more questions?"

The room remained silent, the soldiers exchanging glances but offering no further inquiries.

"Good. Gear up and be ready in fifteen minutes. We lift off soon," Phillip ordered.

The soldiers saluted before breaking off to check their equipment. Phillip turned to Thomas as the room emptied.

"Looks like everyone's locked in, sir. We'll be ready to move soon."

Thomas nodded. "Good. I'll head to the helipad and summon the helicopters."