I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

That meant in one day they could make sixty up to ninety thousand suits. It might seem like a lot, but I knew it wasn't.

"Send an envoy back there, tell them to focus more on making these suits," I paused before adding, "also make sure to emphasise the importance of the apaches and other anti-air weapons."

"Are we going to fight aerial forces next?" Sara wasn't dumb, none of the ones here were.

So when I said it this way they all got the same idea. And I simply nodded.

"If the enemy plans to support his crushed defensive design against us, then the only forces they'll depend on will be the flying ones."

"Dealing with the flying Hescos is already a pain…" Isac pondered before adding, "and if they focused entirely over them, then we will face it hard next time."

"Why doesn't the lord use orbs here?" All of sudden Loran spoke about something out of context, "in the dens produced by these orbs, many flying zombies are present. If we worked this early on, giving the dens time to amass enough flying zombies, then we can have enough aerial forces to contend with them."

"But that also means we have to waste time here waiting for these dens to produce zombies," Lily showed her disapproval of such a plan, "besides these zombies are hard to control and very bloodthirsty. What if they attacked our forces?"

"That won't happen!" Loran said in defence, and I watched all this in silence.

"It may be a good way to deal with this using the flying zombies," I slowly said, "but the orbs and dens won't be used here."

Everyone looked at me and got the idea in my mind almost instantly. If all we needed was time, then I could simply use the orbs at the pocket world and get all the time we needed to.

But that also would come at a price. Using the orbs there would result in lowering the number of orbs and the future dens on my hand.

In my eyes, these orbs were strategic weapons, and I'd not simply waste them without good points.

But the solution Loran proposed was something I couldn't easily neglect. Instead of approving this, I asked: "Can we get much more of these orbs?"

"From that world we can get at least a few thousands in the next few days," Loran seemed to get my worries before adding, "not to mention there are more worlds we are going to invade. The likelihood of getting into a world filled with zombie dens is quite high."

"I think so," Isac nodded, "from what I know, the probability of opening the world into the enemy zones isn't that high. Any world at this stage of the apocalypse will be filled with ruins more than races. Even at worlds of Hescos, the probability of us invading them straight at their bases isn't that high."

"If so then let's give it a go," I turned to Garry, "but that won't lower the responsibilities of your department."

"I got it," Garry nodded.

"What about the next world? Which world will we hit next?" the spearhead asked, seemingly excited about going out and invading other worlds.

"You won't move until we face a heavily defended Hescos base," I said directly to him. Before he'd protest, I added, "the Hescos are like a wounded beast. They'll look for an opportunity to repair their damaged pride. That means the next battle with them, no matter where it was, will be a hellish one."

"But…"

"Your role is to help our forces there face off their enemies. With your ability, and as the Hescos aren't that aware of your power, things will roll out in our favour."

"But I want to fight!" The spearhead didn't want to fight, he wanted to show off. I rolled my eyes, totally ignoring him.

"Just listen to the lord, or else you'll find yourself in a bad position just like the other dude," Isabella said in warning, while winking at him.

Hearing it from his girl, and with the reminder of what happened to the jumper, the stubborn spearhead finally went into silence, accepting his fate.

"The ones here will move out to face Hescos if we ever meet a heavily fortified base," I added, "each Hescos world we'd invade from now on will have two generals. The first allocation will be for Sara, then Isabella, Isac, and finally Lily."

"Why am I at last?" Lily instantly asked.

"Why am I being forgotten?" the spearhead asked.

I ignored the spearhead while answering Lily:

"The more defeats they'll have, the more ferocious they'll be."

"So you mean that you are leaving the hardest battle for me to handle?"

"It's an honour."

"It's just trouble!"

"I'll add more generals to help you then," I rolled my eyes, and before she'd say another word I added, "and if that Legend came back before the last battle, he'll come to help you as well."

"I can work with that," she evilly smiled, making me feel I fell into her trap.

But I wasn't lying. I selected Sara to be the first one to go against the Hescos in the upcoming world. She was fierce, suitable for such a battle.

The enemy would try their best to crush our forces from the start. Knowing this meant leaning solely on defence wouldn't work.

If we used pure defence, then defeat would be certain. The only hope to overcome the upcoming challenge would be through brute force and pure offence.

The enemy wouldn't imagine that. They'd imagine I'd lean to the defence, take things easy and do it the same way I did it before.

Each general had his or her own personality. Legend was such a daring dude with brilliant tactics and unexpected moves.

With the grand general who was with him, the two looked like seasoned chess players. Anyone fighting them would find it hard to win thanks to tactics and mind games.