Chapter 128 – Avalanche

Chapter 128 – Avalanche

The United States is a multi-ethnic country.

As many types of people lived there as there were men.

For example, there were various religious people such as Jews, Muslims, and Sikhs, not to mention races such as Caucasians, African Americans, Hispanics, and Asians.

Furthermore, even within the same white Christian community, they were further divided by their families’ countries of origin, such as Irish and German.

Moreover, if one were to start dividing them by modern factors such as vegetarianism or political leanings, there would truly be no end to it.

However, among these diverse types of Americans…

There was a unique place, bound only by combat power and discipline.

That place was the Western 1st Brigade.

It was the Western 1st Regiment until a few days ago.

And within the Western 1st Brigade, there were also veterans who had stood guard on the front lines in the past.

For example, Richard and Thomas.

Richard, seeing Thomas muttering something under his breath, made a mischievous face and poked him in the waist.

“Thomas, are you praying again?”

“Yes, please don’t interrupt me.”

Thomas was a devout Mormon, but it seemed he was used to it now, as he barely paid any attention to Richard. Richard sat next to Thomas and lit a cannabis cigarette.

Cannabis was legal in California.

“What’s there to interrupt now… I’m also praying to my god.”

At Richard’s taunt, Thomas chuckled.

“Your god, do you mean that cigarette?”

“Hahaha, I have another one besides this. Anyway, are you done praying?”

“Yes, I just finished. So, who is your god?”

At Thomas’s question…

Richard blew out a puff of smoke and said.

“My god… is money.”

Thomas just stared blankly at Richard’s words.

Richard burst out laughing, seeing his friend’s expression.

And he laughed so hard that he slapped Thomas’s shoulder with his hand.

* * *

Of course, in recent days, Richard’s “god” was not the only thing that had changed in the Western United States.

First, the organization of the units was greatly modified.

Like the survivors settled in Korea or Japan, Armored Transports, Magitech Armor, and Assault Cannons were included in the Infantry formations.

Also, the conventional artillery batteries maintained between the Men were gradually being replaced by Magitech Artillery Squads.

Of course, Colossuses were deployed to units that needed to exert powerful shock force, such as the 1st Brigade.

Meanwhile, there were changes in the sky as well.

Attack aircraft capable of providing close air support to the ground, such as the A-10 Thunderbolt, had returned to the skies.

Of course, this was thanks to the overwhelming Air-to-air Firepower derived from Interceptors and Aerial Motherships.

And what supported all of this was….

“Ding!?”

Naturally, it was the Worker Bugs. The Worker Bugs were gaining immense popularity among United States Citizens….

Apparently, a vast amount of transportation infrastructure, including roads, bridges, and railways, across the entire United States continent, was aging considerably.

So the Men’s reaction was something like, ‘We couldn’t even do this before the Apocalypse. Now, thanks to the Worker Bugs, we can!’

Meanwhile, the development of the US West Coast was proceeding in a slightly different direction from China and Japan, which were relatively closer.

‘This time, we can’t get support from Korea….’

Unlike China or Japan, which could use the existing infrastructure in Korea as it was, the United States was on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

In other words, they had to establish their own independent system.

Of course, there was no major problem.

I’m glad we have the Factory Ship.

The Factory Ship not only had greater production capacity than the Assault Landing Ship, but it also allowed them to bring plenty of production materials.

In other words, it was living up to its name.

Furthermore, obtaining a significant amount of Mana Stone from the Pacific Ocean was also a great help.

As a result, San Diego now had a considerable number of mana facilities and production facilities up to Behemoth-Class.

Boom-! Boom! Boom!

This was thanks to the diligent work of the Facility Construction Machine.

However, the United States was still severely lacking in new-era materials such as Adamantite and Aetherium.

Although information about the Dungeons had spread worldwide through Apoin, the Western United States Alliance didn’t have much spare manpower to invest in Dungeons. Also, unlike me who already had information, the Dungeons themselves were often duds, which made it even worse.

It will be resolved soon, I guess.

But I wasn’t too worried.

As they started fighting with my machines, the 부족한 manpower would begin to be filled. And unlike in the past when there was minimal demand, it would actually start making money.

Meanwhile, discussions were also underway regarding maritime exchanges with my Main Base located in East Asia.

They needed to collect taxes and transport resources.

Of course, Worker Bug Coins and Mana Stones collected as taxes were to be kept as numerical values first, rather than attempting to physically move them.

After all, this is also my territory.

There was no need to move everything to Incheon.

Especially considering future expansion in the American continent, a massive amount of money would be needed in the United States, not Korea.

Well, I’m glad things seem to be normalizing quickly.

I smiled contentedly as I watched the massive number of armored transport aircraft begin to ascend into the sky with a roar.

These were items to be exported to Korea, escorted by my direct trade Fleet, the Aerial Mothership.

Let’s make some money.

Later might be different, but now was the optimal time for trade.

The resources secured from this would allow me to roll the ‘Snowball’ even faster.

If it’s The Man and My Faction…

It was no longer a ‘Snowball,’ but practically an ‘Avalanche.’

‘Time to sweep them all away.’

I grinned.

***

Meanwhile, with the Observation Ship’s authorities transferred from the Magitech Civilization, the legendary Radar Observer, whose workload had suddenly dropped drastically,

Jayden Green received a long-awaited vacation.

“How long has it been since I had a vacation like this…?”

The dark circles under The Man’s eyes, which had been like an indelible tattoo, were long gone. The Man was enjoying the changed city under the scorching California sun, wearing sunglasses and looking around.

He was looking around like a tourist visiting the City for the first time…

The Man’s eyes fell on the white Hollywood Sign on the hill. A significant portion of the letters were gone, as if it had been hit by an Artillery Barrage. However, there were also partially remaining letters-.

[H O L I. V_ _ O . /]

The destroyed L looked like an I, and the W looked like a V.

Jayden chuckled at The Man’s sign.

“Oh, when did that happen?”

A Black Man next to The Man laughed in disbelief at The Man’s words and asked,

“Brother, did you just come out of a cave or something?”

Jayden gave a meaningful smile at The Man’s words.

“Well… let’s just say that.”

The radar control room was no different from a cave.

The Black Man, who heard The Man’s answer, made a mischievous expression at The Man’s Jayden and pointed to the collapsed Hollywood Sign.

“These days, they call it ‘Hollybo’! Anyway, have a good day!”

“You too!”

As expected of people from the Western United States, the two exchanged friendly greetings and went their separate ways. It wasn’t long before The Man’s Jayden stopped again.

“What’s that now…?”

Countless armored transport planes covered the sky. It was an exotic sight, even more unimaginable than Hollywood.

“What on earth is that…?”

There was something about the flight of the Man Beetles that made one’s heart pound.

RUMBLE-

Just as the man said.

* * *

Jayden soon found himself at the loading and unloading area of the armored transport, as if possessed by something.

The man approached a woman who was sitting in the sky and resting, pointed at the Beetle, and began to ask questions.

“What exactly is this?”

“They say it’s an armored transport! It’s going for export!”

“Export? In this day and age?”

“I couldn’t have imagined it a few days ago either.”

The woman grinned. Jayden looked at her and repeatedly drank water.

“Where is it going? The Eastern US?”

“Eastern US, my foot. These are all going to Korea!”

“To Korea?”

Jayden, despite being the messenger who had convinced the Commander-in-Chief that they should join the Korean Forces, couldn’t believe that all these aircraft were going to Korea.

The woman looked at Jayden and smiled.

“You’re just like I was a few days ago. You’ll probably be even more surprised when you see the contents of that water.”

The woman gave a playful smile.

She seemed to be using psychokinesis for the loading and unloading, as she quickly pulled a box towards them.

Jayden’s pupils shook as he saw the writing on the box.

“What is this…?”

What do you mean? Blueberries, of course.

“Not something like a gun?”

“The Man, we don’t need things like that.”

“At least petroleum…?”

“Blueberries, Movie DVDs, Wine are popular.”

Jayden looked at the woman with a bewildered expression.

“No, The Man, aren’t there Monsters in Korea?”

The woman smiled at Jayden’s question, as if she didn’t know either, and replied.

“Hmm… there were. There were… but there aren’t any now.”

The Man, they stood in Hollywood, once a symbol of abundance, and……

“Just what exactly is the situation in Korea…?”

The man could only imagine.

***

At the same time that such changes were taking place throughout the Western United States.

I was leading the Fleet, crossing the Sierra Nevada Mountains, which could be considered the border of California and the Eastern US.

‘The Western United States should be fine with this much…’

What the Western United States needed now was time. That was all.

However, there was no need to remain in the Western United States. I wanted to add the many people suffering in the Eastern US to our ranks immediately.

Of course, it wasn’t as if there were only normal people in the Eastern US. In fact, without looking far… there were strange forces even between the Western United States and the Eastern US.

‘At this rate, he must be actively working in Texas right now…’

The name of this Korean-American man was Jinseonmun.

He was the son of a cult leader who had made a name for himself overseas… and was managing a church that worshipped firearms.

One might think he was just a cult bishop who was hard to understand with just this… but as the apocalypse dragged on, he even began to expand his influence with fanatics armed with various firearms.

As a marauder.

“It’s laughable to expand Marauder now, but…”

Ironically, it was only possible in the United States, where the collapse had just begun. Unlike other countries, law and order had been maintained for a while, even with The Man.

Furthermore, and it was a little-known fact, he was also a Villain.

The Man, an organized Militia, a fanatical cult, and a Marauder group led by a Villain, was active in the terrible 혼Paper Texas.

And I needed him badly.

“His Essence… I used it effectively in the last timeline.”

More precisely, his Essence.

However, my current destination was Washington D.C.. I was heading towards the President of the United States, who had recently lost contact.

…No matter The Man.

“Should I stop by on my way?”

It seemed fine to drop by a good restaurant for a moment.