Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse With My Military System

On the rooftop of Building A, the pilot and the co-pilot of the Jolly 1 Pave Hawk helicopter are boarding the helicopter. They took their respective seats and began their pre-flight check.

"We were given names yesterday, what did you get?" The co-pilot asked while flipping the switches on the control panel, ensuring everything was in its proper place. 

"Scott," the pilot revealed as he put down the manifest. 

"Scott," the co-pilot repeated with a nod. "Nice to meet you officially, Captain Scott. I'm Williams, it's the name given to me by our superiors." 

"Well, it's good to have a name," Scott said and continued. "It gives us a sense of identity if you know what I mean…" 

"I get you," Williams chuckled and glanced over his shoulder. "So, how about you two special mission aviators?"

"Joachin."

"Andrew."

The special mission aviators revealed their names. 

"Okay, this will be a lot easier now that we have each name," Williams chortled. "Very well, our mission for today is us dropping explosives on drop points. We'll take care of Point A and Point C while Jolly 2 will take Point B and Point D. It's a simple drop and go, we'll return by afternoon snacks."

"Let's start the engines."

With the checks completed, Scott started the engine, and the Pave Hawk's rotors began to spin faster. 

"Jolly 1 to Blackwatch Actual, we are ready for takeoff.  Over," Scott radioed.

"Jolly 1, you are cleared for takeoff. Safe skies to you. Over."

"Roger that, Blackwatch Actual,  Jolly 1 out," Scott ended the transmission and guided the helicopter into a steady ascent. 

"Jolly 2 are also taking out," Williams said as he looked out of the window. 

The team below them was heaving a cargo and bringing it down on the center of the helipad.

"Okay let's get our package hooked and secure."

The massive wooden crate, marked with the ominous label "2000 lbs explosives," was slowly and carefully attached to the cargo hooks.

"Package is secured and hooks are in place," reported one of the ground personnel through the radio.

Scott and Williams exchanged a quick nod of acknowledgment. 

With that, they hoisted the 2000 lbs explosives toward Point A, which is located northwest of the condominium. They maintained an altitude of 500 meters and an airspeed of 90 knots as they headed toward the first drop point.

Joachin, one of the special mission aviators, peered down below the major streets and saw zombies catching up to them with their heads and arms hanging limply as they staggered through the streets. 

"Approaching Point A drop point," Scott announced as he brought the helicopter hovering above the designated area. "Decreasing altitude to 200 meters for a safe drop."

Scott throttled down the collective lever, carefully lowering the helicopter to the desired altitude. The undead horde on the ground continued their fast, relentless approach, their attention seemingly fixated on the aircraft hovering above them.

"Altitude is steady at 200 meters," Joachin reported. "Let's drop that package." 

With a push of a button, the 2000lbs wooden crate package hanging beneath the helicopter was released. It descended rapidly toward the ground and produced a thud as it crashed on the ground.

"Drop successful," Adrian reported through his radio. "Let's get another package and deliver it to Point C." 

Scott and Williams exchanged glances and nodded subtly, leaving Point A and returning to the condominium to retrieve their next cargo. They repeated the process, carried the explosive cargo to the designated drop point, and left. As simple as that, it took almost an hour for the two helicopters to fulfill their role in the Phase One, now they would get to enjoy the visuals of it.

"Jolly 1 to Eagle Actual, package has been dropped to Point A and C, we are hovering at an altitude of 800 meters, distance and we are 300 meters away from Point C." 

"Copy that Jolly 1. We also received confirmation from Jolly 2 that the package was also dropped. Now you can either stay there and watch the fireworks or return to base, over." 

"We'd prefer to watch the fireworks, Blackwatch Actual," Scott said. 

"Well then…All stations that are Eagle Actual, Phase One are now ready to execute…Detonation in the five…four…three…two…one…"

Four massive explosions erupted in the distance, lighting up the cityscape below like fiery blossoms in the night. The shockwaves from the detonations rippled through the air, creating a symphony of destruction that echoed across the city. The crew of Jolly 1 watched in awe as the explosives they had dropped obliterated the designated areas. 

"That's one hell of a firework," Williams enthusiastically exclaimed.

"I agree…" Joachin added, his eyes fixed on the fiery display below. 

The crew of Jolly 1 continued to watch as the flames from the explosions gradually subsided. And then, an interesting development occurred on the streets. Zombies began to pile out from the buildings, rushing towards the source of the explosion like a magnet drawing in metal shavings. 

Meanwhile, in the command center. Richard watched from the drones hovering above the situation on the ground. A smile spread across his lips as the plan they had concocted was working. 

"Prepare for Phase 2 of the operation," Richard said and the ground team on the first-floor garage were boarding their respective vehicles.

Prior to the operation, Richard had spent one and a half million gold coins to acquire new military hardware and personnel for this operation. Their total troops are now over six hundred and he planned on increasing it to the maximum once he had cleared the grid of zombies.

Thirty minutes later, the activity on the streets subsided, thousands of zombies were now outside the square kilometer grid. 

"All stations this is Blackwatch Actual, detonation is confirmed and thousands of zombies are now at the sites of explosions. Executing Phase Two. I repeat, execute Phase Two."

Chief of Staff of the Special Operations, Graves commanded the ground forces of the Blackwatch Army. They were now exiting the garage in convoy. The LAV-25, M117 Guardian, and the JLTV guns carrier escorted the new addition to the military hardware, the HEMTT A4 Cargo Truck, four of them to be precise. It carried prefabricated fences on their flatbed. 

The numbers of the LAV-25, M117 Guardian, and the JLTV were also increased to twenty each. 

Arriving at their designated position, the engineering team hopped out of the vehicle and started setting up the welded fences. It took more than an hour to complete barricading all major points of entry. Once that was completed, Graves reported back to the command center.

"Phase Two is complete, time for the finale," Richard said. "All units, this is Blackwatch Actual. Execute Phase Three, I repeat, execute Phase Three." 

The main entrances to the condominium started squirting military vehicles and armed personnel and spread out of the area. 

Richard checked his system and saw that his experience points and gold points were increasing steadily.

The only thing left to do for him is to sit back and relax and wait for the completion of Phase 3.