I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

No humans wanted to die.

Slaves were no exception.

Donggang was inhabited before. Shortly after the building of the wall, it became a plantation for mutated fruits. Later on, it became a plantation worked on by slaves.

There were criminals, people captured by raiders, poor people, or people purely in debt working there. They could withstand the plantation work, and they could withstand supervisors cursing and hitting them as long as they weren’t slaves of mutated humans. Once they worked their time, they could obtain their freedom and become free.

But recently, a rumor spread among the slaves.

Mutated humans were being murdered in Empire.

Empire planned to use the heads of slaves to calm the anger of mutated humans.

No one believed this at first since it was completely absurd. While they were the slaves of Empire, they were still citizens of Empire. Empire had the right to exploit them, but it had no right to take their lives away.

That was their boundary, the only boundary they had since being exploited.

But one night, some people came from the capital with the plan of taking away 154 slaves.

Needless to say, the people executing the orders didn’t have a brain. Everyone in the territory knew of the rumors everywhere concerning violence against the 154 mutated humans.

Combined with the “rumor” from before, the intention of taking away 154 slaves now was obvious.

The plantation workers were completely enraged.

No one wanted to die because of this absurd reason.

Therefore, the glorious uprising started.

The supervisors and guards had guns while the slaves only had hoes and shovels, but that was fine. This was the apocalypse.

The insurgents were divided into two groups – one group blew up the wall of the plantation, and another group used hoes and shovels to ambush the patrol route.

Survivors on the wasteland learned how horrific zombies could be at night. Even Death Claws had to fear the zombies – they would chew away any living creature.

When the zombies broke through the wall, the group paid a price of ten lives to break through the guards’ chests. They picked up their guns and attacked the armory according to plan.

The plantation was in complete chaos.

The guards rushed to the collapsed wall and used barbed wire to create a line of defense. They used rifles to kill the zombies swarming inside the plantation. Inside this chaotic environment, no one noticed the patrolling guards being killed, and no one noticed the slaves with guns breaking into the armory.

The mobilized slaves flooded the armory. They went from barehanded rioters to fully equipped insurgents and began attacking the Empire army.

The hundreds of guards and supervisors were just a boat in the middle of a hurricane in the face of the anger of ten thousand slaves. They were quickly flooded by bullets from the insurgents and the claws of zombies. After a bloodbath and paying a price of five hundred lives, the insurgents used barbed wires and trucks to block the hole in the wall and cleared out the zombies that invaded the plantation.

431 heads were cut off, including the official sent from Empire.

The flag of Empire was burnt and converted into the survivors’ own flag.

Just like a spark, the riot at Donggang Plantation ignited the flame of separation.

…

Below the steel airship, the electromagnetic cannon named “The Hammer of Order” lowered slightly and aimed directly at the mutated humans’ zone of control.

Suddenly, blue electric arcs jumped between the tracks. Like a bright light, it illuminated the darkness. The mutated humans inside the bunkers gazed at the unnatural light source with confusion. At the same time, the NAC soldiers hidden in the bunkers silently reloaded their clips and opened tactical images on their helmets.

“Firing coordinate is adjusted.”

“Capacitor is charged.”

“Bomb loaded.”

“Fire!”

Following captain Jiang Chen’s orders, the gunner opened the safety and pressed the red button.

Buzz—

Like the vibration of a cicada’s wings, the screeching, buzzing sound was clear even inside the airship.

Water molecules were electrolyzed and oxygen was ozonized. There were ripples in the air close to the electromagnetic pulse cannon accompanying the electric blue arcs.

In the mutated humans’ eyes, the blinding blue light instantly turned the night sky into bright daylight, and a trail of orange light instantly flashed out.

“Boom-”

The 100-kilogram bomb smashed into the ground. Just like a bullet hitting jelly, the empty shell popped out onto the soil and threw everything on the ground into the air.

Sand and soil covered the area.

Broken shrapnel and stone shards blew by like a hurricane and shredded everything in the eye of the storm then buried the world.

When the dust scattered, the bloodthirstiness in the pupils of the mutated humans faded, and only deep fear remained as they watched the massive crater in the middle of their zone of control.

“What is that?”

“Why didn’t the NAC use this before?”

Only two questions circled in the mutated human soldiers, but before they could react to this outcome, a hailstorm of missiles dropped down.

The combustion materials danced in the air and submerged everything it touched into a fiery sea. The extent of the fire was far greater and violent compared to previous times.

The mutated humans began to retreat, but it was too late.

The fire stopped, and the NAC soldiers charged. With the assistance of Aurora-20 airstrikes, they started to reap the lives of the mutated humans.

The force of 5000 people collapsed in less than half an hour of battle. The mutated humans escaped to the city and jumped into the river. The scene was tragic.

At the same time, the pursuing force happened to encounter the mutated humans’ second division, and an intense crossfire took place in the forested area.

Every ten minutes, a 100-kilogram bomb rained down on the mutated humans.

In response to the terrifying heaven cannon and barrage of missiles, the mutated humans had to scatter.

But once they scattered, their numerical advantage instantly disappeared.

Faced with soldiers in kinetic skeletons, the mutated humans with just magazine clips and fur on their bodies were destined to face a one-sided slaughter.

Kill them all!

That was the only order given to the NAC soldiers.

There was no mercy for the bloodthirsty mutated humans.

NAC didn’t need mutated human captives nor people to capture mutated humans, so there was no reason to accept a surrender!

When the first light shone from the horizon and scattered the ray of dawn, the blood in the soil was the first to be lit up. It extended from the shambles of the water treatment plant, extending all the way to the west of Panyang Lake…