Apocalypse: Infinite Supplies System - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: The Fall of Spectrum Squad
Avery let out a sigh.

“I underestimated you, Alex.”

Alex took off his helmet and said lightly, “It’s not too late to realize it now.”

“Yeah,” Avery sighed bitterly. “If I had known the result would be like this earlier, I wouldn’t have been so reckless. I would have waited for the right moment and struck decisively.”

“It’s suicide to be enemies with someone like you.”

Alex admitted.

Though Alex didn’t particularly like James, he was surprised by the vast difference between Avery and his brother.

Alex found himself somewhat admiring Avery.

No wonder so many people were wholeheartedly following him.

“I never intended to be enemies with Spectrum Squad. It was your brother who picked a fight with me, wanting to kill me,” Alex continued.

Avery nodded knowingly. “I know, I know my brother the best.”

“But Alex, if someone killed your brother, would you not seek revenge just because it was his fault?” Avery asked with a hint of resignation.

Alex pondered for a moment before replying, “I think my answer would be the same as yours.”

“Yeah, so I don’t regret it,” Avery said, smiling again.

“Go ahead, shoot,” he added.

Alex raised his gun and aimed at Avery.

Bang!

Avery fell slowly.

However, it wasn’t Alex who fired the shot.

It was Skylar, who arrived upstairs.

The moment Skylar saw Avery, he fired a shot at his enemy without hesitation.

He was avenging his fallen brothers!

Then, he pulled the trigger again.

At the same time, he was roaring, “Die!”

The M4 rifle emptied its magazine.

Avery was riddled with bullets, almost unrecognizable.

Skylar knelt on the ground, a burly man sobbing uncontrollably, then bursting into laughter, seeming almost insane.

The struggle between Spectrum Squad and Legion of Glory finally came to an end on this day.

Legion of Glory naturally took over all the territories that Spectrum Squad previously controlled, officially becoming the rulers of the East District.

This event not only shocked the survivors of City 25 but also sparked discussions among survivors across the entire East District.

[Chat Channel]

Jordan: “It’s a new era now. Legion of Glory will call the shots in City 25 from now on. I always thought Spectrum Squad would have the last laugh, but Legion of Glory actually wiped them out.”

Parker: “Yeah, who would’ve thought Legion of Glory could defeat Spectrum Squad? No one would have believed it before.”

Emerson: “That’s right. Even though they were evenly matched before, Spectrum Squad would have had the upper hand in a real fight. But they got wiped out instead.”

Kennedy: “You guys don’t know yet, do you? From what I’ve heard, Legion of Glory got help from Alex to take down Spectrum Squad.”

Someone recounted the events of that day.

Many people witnessed the scene at that time; it was impossible to keep it a secret. Someone would inevitably spill the beans.

Quinn: “Is it true? This Alex actually helped Legion of Glory destroy Spectrum Squad?”

Harper: “Alex is amazing!”

Sawyer: “I heard about this from some guys in Legion of Glory too. It was impressive! Legion of Glory was almost beaten by Spectrum Squad, but then Alex appeared like a godsend and turned the tide!”

Morgan: “I also heard that Spectrum Squad sent many people to Alex’s mansion to kill him, but Alex wiped them all out with an armored car!”

Through this incident, many people truly recognized Alex’s strength.

Indeed, there’s no falsehood beneath a great reputation.

While people were still digesting this shocking news, Alex had already left Spectrum Squad’s headquarters.

In accordance with the previous agreement with Legion of Glory, he took away eighty percent of Spectrum Squad’s resources.

After the depletion from the previous intense battle, there wasn’t much left.

Apart from some weapons, there were only some alloys and living supplies.

For Alex, they weren’t of much use.

He found a Ferrari sports car and drove straight home.

Perhaps he had rolled down the windows too much, or perhaps his combat suit had been worn for too long; he felt a bit cold.

” Twenty-Two.”

“What’s wrong, my master?”

Twenty-Two, sitting in the passenger seat, responded promptly to Alex’s call.

Alex continued, “What do you think is the meaning of our endless fighting? Is it to protect our loved ones and hurt others’ beloved ones?”

Blue light flickered in Twenty-Two’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, my master, I don’t know how to answer that question. But if you want advice on how to fight, I can provide you with a series of instructional videos.”

“Well, you’re just a fighting robot, asking you is pointless. I must be silly,” Alex chuckled self-deprecatingly.

“But, how wonderful our previous lives were. Even though there were conflicts in the old world, to the point that some couldn’t recognize their own mothers anymore, and we had to buy houses and cars, life still had some hope.”

“In this post-apocalyptic world, nobody knows how long they’ll live.”

“Master, do you really want to go back to the old world?” Twenty-Two asked.

Alex was struck as if by lightning at this question.

Returning to the old world was probably a dream for most survivors.

But many people, after coming to the post-apocalyptic world, had already overlooked one thing.

Or perhaps, they hadn’t paid attention to it.

That was how they had come to this post-apocalyptic world.

So many people, overnight, came to a completely unfamiliar and eerie world; that itself was a very abnormal thing.

And survivors could be infected and turned into zombies…

Alex seemed to have some vague direction, but couldn’t quite articulate it.

It seemed that there were still many mysteries in this world, waiting to be unraveled over time.

As Alex pondered, he unconsciously drove back home.

Alex got out of the car, smiling as he opened the door to his home.

“Let’s go home and eat. Only when we’re full can we have the energy to think about things…”

After finishing his meal, Alex sorted through the gains from this operation and listed the surplus items on the trading channel.

One bottle of mineral water, one experience point.

One cigarette, one experience point.

One bottle of white wine, ten experience points.

One Longines watch, ten experience points.

One pack of coffee, ten experience points.

One bulletproof vest, ten experience points.

One drop of special herbicide, thirty experience points.

…

As expected, as soon as Alex listed the items, the chat channel exploded.

“Oh my god, what’s this? How did so many supplies suddenly appear?!”

“Wow, is this some big shot selling off goods?”

“Cigarettes? I’m crying! After being in the post-apocalyptic world for so long, I can finally have a smoke!”

“A cigarette after a meal is like living in paradise.”

“White wine, my favorite!”

“Who is it? How can they be so generous?”

“Look, there’s even special herbicide! Can it really eliminate mutant plants?!”

“Now that mutant plants are rampant and extremely harmful, if the special herbicide works, that would be fantastic!”

…

“Just as I expected! These supplies may not mean much to me, but for others, it’s completely different.”

Seeing the lively chat channel, Alex smiled faintly.