Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

A place like Cloud Manor 101, with its perfect defense system and comfortable living conditions, was unheard of. Zhang Yi had never heard of a second one.

If there were another, it would have long been occupied by some other major power.

So Zhang Yi wasn’t willing to give up his shelter.

But the second option meant confronting West Hill Base head-on.

And offense wasn’t Zhang Yi’s strong suit.

Zhang Yi arrived at a room on the 20th floor.

This was where he had practiced his Superhuman abilities in the past. The ground still bore the remnants of charred wood.

He pulled up a chair, sat by the window, and watched the falling snow as he contemplated whether to go through with his plan.

There was only one chance.

That would be during the missile strike.

Even if he couldn’t destroy West Hill Base outright, it would cause massive panic.

And he had the weapons to annihilate West Hill Base—500 kilograms of TNT he had previously collected, plus several hundred kilograms more made by Lu Keran, nearly a ton in total!

If he could take advantage of the chaos and get the explosives into the base, the results would be spectacular.

“Maybe I can’t destroy West Hill Base, but if I can kill the people inside, wouldn’t that be just as good?”

Zhang Yi rested his chin in his hand, gazing at the swirling snow as he muttered to himself.

The ideal scenario always looks wonderful, but reality is often bitterly cold.

Zhang Yi wasn’t certain he could pull it off.

He wasn’t naturally inclined to take risks.

But being attacked and humiliated multiple times without fighting back didn’t suit his style either.

“I don’t go looking for trouble, but I’m not afraid of it either!”

After much thought, Zhang Yi finally made up his mind—he would go back and study the plan further.

However, time wasn’t on his side.

When the missile struck, West Hill Base would be thrown into temporary chaos—that would be the best moment to attack.

But if he missed that chance and they regained their footing, it would be much harder to launch an assault later.

Zhang Yi returned to the safe house. In the living room, Zhou Ke’er, Yang Siyah, and Zhou Haimei were sitting around, chatting and munching on sunflower seeds.

Zhou Haimei’s complexion was now rosy, and she looked years younger than before. Clearly, she had been well taken care of by Uncle You recently.

When they heard the door open, Zhou Ke’er and Yang Siyah glanced at Zhang Yi with a hint of resentment in their eyes.

Lately, Zhang Yi had been so busy dealing with West Hill Base’s attacks that he hadn’t spent much time with them.

Zhang Yi coughed awkwardly, ignoring their looks, and walked into Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran’s room.

“Xinxin,” Zhang Yi said, walking behind Yang Xinxin and resting his hands on her wheelchair. “I need to see West Hill Base’s current military configuration.”

“I need details on their troops and weapons. And most importantly, I need intelligence on their Superhumans.”

Hearing this, Yang Xinxin’s eyes widened in surprise. “Brother, are you planning to attack West Hill Base?”

Zhang Yi glanced at her and said calmly, “If I have a good enough chance of success, why not try?”

“We need to change roles. We can’t keep being the hunted—we need to become the hunters.”

Zhang Yi smiled. “Of course, I need to first assess their strength. If it turns out the gap between us is too wide, you can just treat this as a joke.”

Yang Xinxin suddenly giggled, covering her mouth. “Now that’s the Zhang Yi I know!”

“But honestly, you’ve given me a bit of a shock.”

“I’ve already compiled the data. You can check it anytime. Want to take a look now?”

Zhang Yi nodded. “Yes, let’s see it now!”

Yang Xinxin moved aside, and Zhang Yi pulled up a chair to sit next to her.

Soon, Yang Xinxin brought up a chart displaying West Hill Base’s current military and weaponry configuration.

At present, West Hill Base had 512 regular soldiers.

These soldiers were on standard military duty, with service lengths ranging from 3 to 10 years. They had decent combat training, were skilled in various weapons, and possessed some hand-to-hand combat skills.

These soldiers were mainly effective against regular humans, but posed little threat to powerful combat-oriented Superhumans.

The core fighting force, the ACE Special Forces Team—commonly known as “Old A”—had 64 members left.

This list already excluded the 50-plus members Zhang Yi had eliminated.

The Special Forces members were the real elite.