Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1109 - 708: The Western Alliance Is Sending People!

Food has become a sword hanging over their heads, ready to fall at any moment.

The Western Alliance is no longer what it was a year ago.

In this situation, sending troops on a long journey for revenge would undoubtedly consume a great deal of manpower and resources.

Objectively speaking, seeking revenge now, at this critical moment, is very unwise.

Gan Long and Gan Hu both spoke, but Gan Xiong stood by the window, his back to everyone, hiding his expression and thoughts.

Gan Hu, never known for his patience, saw his father remaining silent.

Urgently, he said, "Dad, give the order. What exactly are you thinking?"

There was a hint of disappointment in his tone, but mostly urgency, fearing his father's unwillingness to support his revenge.

In the Gan Family, Gan Xiong's word was law; his decisions were beyond influence.

In the entire Western Alliance, Gan Xiong firmly held power in his own hands.

To dispatch troops, approval from Gan Xiong was essential.

After a long pause.

Gan Xiong finally turned around, his brows furrowed into an "S" shape. His already white hair made him appear even more haggard.

He glanced at Gan Hu and Gan Long, his eyes filled with pain.

Sending black-haired youth to their graves, especially Gan Shang, his most cherished younger son.

Regret, remorse, regret for having sent Gan Shang to Orange Continent to toughen him.

But the die was cast, too late to change.

He slowly walked to the desk, suddenly turned to Gan Hu and Yao Zuo and asked, "Do they have guns? Dozens of people?"

Yao Zuo noted Gan Xiong's inquiring gaze turned towards himself.

Quickly, he said, "The exact words were: he heard gunfire from a distance. Scared, he dared not reveal himself and only peeked when those people retreated."

"Hmm..." Gan Xiong fell into silence.

Gan Hu and Gan Long looked at him expectantly, waiting for his command.

Gan Xiong sighed, after a long while he said, "Alright, Xiao Long, take three hundred men, including those from the base with the richest combat experience, Wayne, Yao Zuo, you go together.

The most important thing is, once you arrive there, do not act rashly before understanding the enemy's situation, and if the enemy is too powerful, don't hesitate to come back directly.

If they're not strong, don't engage directly, use strategy not brute force. For this, Xiao Long, listen to Yao Zuo's advice.

Besides, if their base is found, luring some zombies there and depleting the enemy's strength could also be a method."

Gan Xiong finally made this decision.

He knew very well that this decision was not rational.

The long journey, taking three hundred men, driving there would consume one-fifth of their diesel reserves.

But after all, that was his most beloved child, if he had died at the hands of zombies or natural disaster, he wouldn't be as furious.

But he died at the hands of humans, how could he stand it?

After Gan Xiong finished speaking, Yao Zuo and Wayne quickly bowed and said, "Understood."

Gan Hu, sitting on the sofa, looked at Gan Xiong in disbelief and asked, "Dad, what about me?"

"You're not going, stay at the base." Gan Xiong covered his forehead, waving his hand dismissively.

"This, I don't, this, why!" Gan Hu asked angrily, somewhat incoherently.

He didn't understand why his older brother was going, but he couldn't.

He wanted to personally skin the enemy to avenge his third brother.

Gan Xiong said impatiently, "You are not stable enough, likely to alert the enemy, and if the enemy is strong, all of you could be lost there, so be careful. Our base can't afford big risks anymore.

Sigh..."

Gan Xiong sighed helplessly, his tone desolate.

His words were like an invisible slap to Gan Hu's face.

Harsh but true.

Gan Hu's expression turned unpredictable upon hearing.

Pounding his chest, he swore to Gan Xiong, "Dad, rest assured, I won't act impulsively, I promise, just let me go too."

The last sentence carried a hint of pleading.

"No way!" Gan Xiong's tone held not a shred of hesitation, responding promptly.

Apparently resolute in his decision.

Seeing Gan Xiong so determined, Yao Zuo and Wayne exchanged glances, breathing a sigh of relief inside.

Frankly, running so far facing unknown enemy strength made them very uneasy.

Especially Yao Zuo, having traveled with Gan Hu back and forth to Orange Continent last time, he had witnessed Gan Hu's recklessness firsthand.

Although sometimes listening to advice, in Gan Hu's rage, he ignored everything.

Such teammates could easily get one killed.

They both sensed each other's relief from their mutual gaze.

Hearing his father decisively, with no hesitation rejecting him, Gan Hu kicked over the front table, then ran out of the room.

Gan Long sighed softly.

Then turned to his father and said to Gan Xiong, "Dad, sending three hundred men, isn't that too many, it's a great fuel drain, and our bullets, are very few."