Halfway through the meal, Ji Qirong felt the time was right and finally asked in a roundabout way, "By the way, Brother Lin, I was wondering when you might be free to come over next?"
"We generally run one mission a week," Lin Xinghai replied, getting straight to the point. "Brother Ji, if you need something, just come out and say it. If I can help, I'll do my best."
"I appreciate the directness. In that case, I won't mince words. In a week, our outpost should be established. We'll be launching a large-scale supply gathering operation then, and I'm certain the Mutated Zombies in Shakou City won't just take it lying down. They're bound to counterattack with a zombie tide."
"So, after some discussion, we in the Military Department have decided that before this operation, we'll first provoke a large zombie tide to clear out a wave of Mutated Zombies. Even if we can't wipe them out, we want to weaken their strength as much as possible."
