Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 519: The Frozen Tide

With less than 24 hours left before Tianhai City faced total annihilation, tension gripped everyone.

Liang Yue furrowed her brows, gripping her longsword tightly.

She remained silent, deep in thought, searching for a way out of this crisis.

Fatty Xu’s face was pale, and he muttered under his breath, "We’re done for… This time, we’re really dead! Boss, why don’t we just run? 24 hours is enough for us to escape Tianhai City!"

Zhang Yi glanced at his satellite phone and said casually,

"Oh, and one more thing—Jiangnan District made it clear that if we run, they’ll hunt us down with no escape."

"You wouldn’t seriously think the zombie horde is scarier than Jiangnan District, would you?"

Fatty Xu instantly turned ashen.

Fighting zombies at least gave him a tiny chance of survival.

But if Jiangnan District decided to track them, there was no way out.

With their advanced satellite monitoring and vast surveillance network, they could pinpoint their location at any time.

"This… this is impossible!" he whined miserably.

Zhang Yi leaned back in his seat, half-lidded eyes glinting with amusement.

"Relax. There’s a way out of this zombie crisis."

"As long as we know that the Followers of the Snow God are behind the horde, then things get a lot simpler."

"They never expected me to expose their hidden stash of zombies. They must be panicking right now."

"But the real problem isn’t ours to deal with—it’s theirs."

Zhang Yi was completely at ease.

He was certain there was a solution.

Because the Followers of the Snow God wouldn’t want their grand plans ruined by Death from Above

His eyes flashed with a dark glint.

"Everything is moving according to plan. Nothing’s deviated too far from my expectations."

"Now, I just need to see if this plays out the way I want."

Yangsheng Base wasn’t just an underground bunker.

It was a fortress designed for wartime defense, equipped with a powerful automated defense system.

Unlike the Followers of the Snow God’s stronghold, it wouldn’t be so easily overrun.

Bian Junwu, Xiao Honglian, and the others gathered in the operations room to plan their breakout.

The 300,000-strong zombie horde was overwhelming, but not completely undefeatable.

After all, the people inside were the best of the best.

A strategy was quickly formulated.

"The key to destroying the horde is eliminating its command center—the Zombie King!"

"But since we were the ones who provoked the horde, the Zombie King is likely positioned at the rear, controlling the assault."

"We need to break through, locate the Zombie King, and kill it."

"Without a leader, the horde will fall into disarray."

Bian Junwu stood before a massive holographic map, with Yangsheng Shelter at the center.

The shelter’s defenses were formidable, including automated turrets capable of mowing down thousands of zombies.

"How do we break through?"

Xiao Honglian asked, "There are too many zombies. We don’t have enough firepower to clear a path."

The horde included hundreds of Bronze Armored Zombies—some even airborne.

Even if the elite fighters could each handle five of them, they were still outnumbered.

"We’ll need that guy’s help," Bian Junwu said, adjusting his aviators.

A certain someone came to mind—Zhang Yi.

"Who would’ve thought we’d be relying on him to save us?"

Zhang Yi’s group was still en route to Yangsheng Base when his satellite phone rang.

Caller ID: Bian Junwu.

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow.

The others turned to him curiously.

Anticipating everyone’s interest, Zhang Yi put the call on speaker.

"Bian Captain, how are things over there?"

Bian Junwu’s cold voice came through.

"We’re holding up. But time’s running out. Listen up, Zhang Yi—don’t come here yet. Head to the coast first and use your ability to bring back a massive amount of seawater!"

Zhang Yi exchanged glances with his teammates and immediately understood Bian Junwu’s plan.

Against such a massive zombie horde, they lacked large-scale weapons.

But seawater itself was a devastating weapon.

Most zombies, when submerged, would have their movements severely impaired—rendering them nearly harmless.

Moreover, if seawater flooded the land, it would freeze quickly in the subzero temperatures.

It was the perfect weapon against the horde.

Zhang Yi didn’t hesitate.

"Got it. Give me four hours."

He immediately ordered Uncle You to turn the vehicle toward the East Sea.

Meanwhile, Xing Tian and the others were instructed to stay back and wait.

They needed to coordinate their attack once everyone was ready.

And the most critical component was the seawater Zhang Yi would bring.

Four agonizing hours crawled by.

For those inside the shelter, every second felt like an eternity.

The major factions were also on edge, terrified of Death from Above.

Zheng Yixian, in particular, was feeling the weight of the situation.

How had the investigation team found their hidden zombie horde?

And now, he had to make a decision.

Either sacrifice the horde and gain Jiangnan District’s trust—so they could continue growing their power later…

Or go all in and try to wipe out every survivor in Tianhai City, including the investigation team.

But the second option was pure suicide.

Even if the zombies breached the shelter, it would take too long to kill everyone inside.

And openly declaring war on Jiangnan District?

That was the dumbest thing he could do.

So Zheng Yixian had no choice but to abandon the horde.

Losing 300,000 zombies was devastating, but it was the only way to survive.

"I have to make this look real. They can’t suspect that we were controlling the horde."

From a distance, Zheng Yixian gazed at the massive swarm.

The cold wind whipped against his cloak as he exhaled sharply, the icy air stinging his throat.

"For now, I can’t do anything."

"Bian Junwu and the others aren’t weak. They won’t die so easily."

"All I have to do is… nothing. Let the zombies act on instinct."

Author's Note