William took a step back, and Fenrir stepped forward.
The deputy leader, who looked like a humanoid beast, grinned, revealing snow-white teeth, his voice sounding like muffled thunder.
"Logistics department, distribute the items!"
A team of logistics personnel quickly stepped forward, distributing sealed metal boxes to each squad leader.
The boxes were opened to reveal sets of special fabrics that were light as gauze but felt cold to the touch.
"This is the Shadow Camouflage that Master Aimusa just finished rushing out."
Fenrir explained.
"Drape it over your combat uniforms; it can reduce infrared signatures and has a good concealment effect against thermal imaging and some energy detection."
"Everyone, put them on! Tomorrow, we'll let those bandits see what a real Hunter is!"
The soldiers quickly and orderly received and donned the Shadow Camouflage.
The already solemn and neat ranks added a touch of mystery and danger after putting on this hazy camouflage, as if they were merging with the night.
Hawk Eye and Leah watched all of this from the side, the shock in their hearts beyond words.
Such efficient mobilization, such clear rewards and punishments, such sophisticated equipment, and this unified morale and discipline.
Compared to this, the so-called major powers they had passed before were simply like primitive tribes holding wooden sticks.
Apocalypse was indeed a completely different monster.
Even without SSS-Rank Hunter, Apocalypse had more potential than any power in America.
This was potential in mobilization and potential in order.
Compared to the precarious lives of other powers, Apocalypse was the holy land in their hearts. As long as Apocalypse could survive this disaster, its growth momentum would sweep through everything!
I'm afraid in all of America, the only one that can contend with Apocalypse is the Sentinel Alliance... Meanwhile, dozens of kilometers away from Apocalypse City, there was an abandoned town temporarily occupied by the coalition forces as a forward base.
The campfire crackled, illuminating faces that were tired, excited, or numb.
A force of over eight thousand people was scattered throughout the town, where clamor, curses, and the smell of low-quality alcohol mixed together.
Many people lay directly on the cold mud, wrapped in dirty blankets and falling fast asleep.
They were gathered from various major cities, and they didn't know each other, nor did their ideologies align.
Furthermore, their own talents were only D-Rank or even lower; they were logistics personnel in this operation and couldn't get any benefits at all.
The so-called camp was chaotic and disorderly, with only a few core teams maintaining basic vigilance and order.
And they were the true main force this time, the backbone of the major powers.
By the largest campfire in the center, Rex was waving a sizzling, roasted beast leg, eating meat and drinking alcohol in large gulps, as if Apocalypse was already in their grasp.
After all, he didn't think any power other than the Sentinel Alliance could withstand their allied army.
"Once we take down Apocalypse, the Points, supplies, and women inside will all be ours! Follow me, Rex, and I definitely won't mistreat you, brothers! I'm a man who values loyalty most! In the future, we'll share the blessings and the hardships!"
He downed a large gulp of whiskey, wiped his mouth, and seeing the excitement on many faces, he grinned.
Standing up, Rex jumped directly onto the roof of an abandoned car. Relying on his physical foundation as a Hunter, he raised his voice and shouted to the people around him.
"Listen up, brothers!"
His rough voice echoed in the night sky, drowning out the noise of the camp.
"Tomorrow! That's when we trample Apocalypse! I, Rex, am setting the rules here!"
Rex looked at the crowd, a wild look in his eyes.
"When we attack Apocalypse tomorrow, whoever kills one Apocalypse soldier will be rewarded with 1 point! Kill a hundred people, and you'll get an extra 100 Points!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the people below instantly lit up, and many even showed greedy looks.
1 point might not seem like much, but don't forget, the entire Apocalypse has a scale of over a hundred thousand people.
No one knew how many soldiers were resisting. At that time, they could just kill a few people and say they were Apocalypse soldiers, and a few Points would be credited.
This was definitely a profitable deal, and as long as they were ruthless enough and killed enough, they could even earn more Points than from a dungeon.
In addition, in today's world, the least valuable thing is human life. As long as they dared to fight and kill, they wouldn't lack heads!
"And!"
Rex looked at the excited expressions of the crowd, grinned, and continued loudly.
"Once we take down Apocalypse, the things inside—except for the Points which will be distributed uniformly—everything else, food, weapons, and those beautiful women, belong to whoever grabs them! I, Rex, will never interfere!"
"Not only that, all the brothers who participate in the battle will be compensated afterward! Large bowls of wine and large chunks of meat, as much as you can eat!"
As his voice fell, everyone cheered. Although a hint of reluctance flashed in some people's eyes, it was quickly replaced by greed.
Especially some who were already fierce and greedy; their eyes were already glowing with green light, as if they could already see the supplies piled up in Apocalypse's warehouses and the panicked women.
The emotions that had been suppressed by the Main God Game for a long time also seemed to find a place to vent.
"Following me, Rex, means you're my own brothers! If anyone dares to bully you, I'll be like I am with Apocalypse today—I'll lead people to crush them!"
Rex shouted one last time while waving his fist, successfully bringing the atmosphere to a peak.
After a long while, he jumped off the car roof, returned to the campfire, and continued eating meat in large gulps.
Now that morale had been raised, they only needed to wait for tomorrow to push through Apocalypse in one go!
Marcus glanced at him, said nothing, and just drained the remaining wine in his cup.
He looked at the members of the coalition who had been incited and sighed.
Before, it might have been for Points, but now, Rex's words made him feel like retreating. This kind of burning, killing, and looting... "Do you think I'm cruel?"
Rex said to himself while eating meat, but Marcus knew the other party was talking to him.
"In today's world, it's either you die or I do. Since we've chosen to prepare to seize Apocalypse's Points, we must be prepared to silence them."
"Don't leave Apocalypse any chance to grow."
As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Rex's eyes!
Wake me up again, and I'll—Hah!!!!
It actually passed, hurray ≧▽≦!!!