blenderwars Chapter 81 The Logistics Department is bursting!
Chapter 81 The Logistics Department is bursting!
"I'm back."
Lei Zhan stood under the port lights, exhaled a long breath, and patted Zhao Leiguang on the shoulder.
Zhao Leiguang, carrying two nearly broken shields and covered in sea breeze and sand, grinned and said, "It's enough that I came back alive. Even if the shields are broken, it's worth it."
Xiao Qianyu did not let the team stay for too long.
The spoils were too numerous and involved too many high-level officials; the port was not the place to take inventory. She took direct command of the operation. The first squad escorted the core supplies, the seventh and eighth squads were responsible for perimeter security, and Barbossa was "invited" to a solitary confinement cell by two Dragon Guard soldiers.
Barbosa kept insisting that he was a legitimate guide, with transparent pricing and fair dealings for all ages.
No one cares about him.
The Huaxia Longwei Logistics Warehouse is located deep within a strategic bunker, 300 meters underground.
Each alloy door here is as thick as a city wall, requiring triple identity verification to enter or exit. The walls are inlaid with an anti-secret realm energy coating, so even an S-level Awakened would have to consider whether they could withstand the entire base's firepower if they tried to force their way in.
Warehouse supervisor Lao Yan is on night shift.
His hair was half-gray, he wore reading glasses, and beside him sat a well-worn enamel thermos. He would retire in a few more years.
As a veteran of the Dragon Guard's logistics department, Lao Yan has seen more top-tier equipment in his life than an average new recruit has seen bullet casings.
Dark gold equipment?
It has been registered.
Legendary individual pieces?
I touched it.
S-grade materials?
It's not like they've never been put into storage.
So when Xiao Qianyu led a large group of people in, Old Yan simply looked up and slowly turned the ledger to a new page.
"You're back again?"
Lei Zhan chuckled: "Uncle Yan, I'm bringing you some good stuff."
"Every time you guys promise something good, it ends up making me stay up all night." Old Yan tucked his pen behind his ear. "Be careful, don't break the floor. Last time Zhao Leiguang smashed a box of ore down there, the maintenance department scolded me for half a month."
Zhao Leiguang pretended not to hear.
Lei Zhan walked to the center of the warehouse and put down the first military storage box.
The enclosure landed with a dull thud on the alloy floor.
Old Yan picked up the registration device: "First, report the type, quantity, and origin of the secret realm."
Lei Zhan didn't reply. He opened the box, grabbed the edge with both hands, and lifted it off forcefully.
slam-la-
A whole case of Grade A kits was poured out.
Armor, boots, bracers, and weapon parts were scattered all over the floor, with sets of runes echoing each other, and patches of high-level energy light illuminating the corners of the warehouse as bright as day.
Old Yan pushed up his reading glasses.
"Hmm, A-grade sets, quite a few of them."
He remained relatively calm, and even lowered his head to write two words in the ledger.
Then Lei Zhan opened the second box.
The third box.
The fourth box.
After all the equipment in the fifth storage box was emptied, a small mountain, about half a person's height, had appeared in the center of the warehouse.
More than a hundred sets of A-grade equipment were piled together, with runes and light intertwined in layers, turning the originally empty and cold underground warehouse into a secret treasure vault.
Old Yan's pen stopped.
He glanced at the ledger, then at the mountain of equipment on the ground.
The pencil clipped to my ear fell off, hit the table, and rolled to the floor.
"you……"
Old Yan stood up, his voice trembling as he held onto the edge of the table.
"Which A-level secret realm stronghold did you guys wipe out?"
Zhao Leiguang couldn't help but laugh. He walked over to a larger, specially made storage box and patted the lid.
"Uncle Yan, don't worry."
He winked at Lao Yan.
That was just an appetizer.
Old Yan's expression changed: "There's more?"
Zhao Leiguang said in a serious tone: "Sit still."
Old Yan instinctively grabbed the corner of the table.
The lid is opened.
The next second, eleven S-grade legendary individual pieces, along with three complete S-grade legendary sets, were pushed out of the storage box.
An orange light exploded.
It's not just the light of a piece of equipment.
Fourteen legendary energy ripples spread out simultaneously.
The entire logistics warehouse was engulfed by the intense orange light, and rows of warning lines on the walls lit up, while the energy detectors began to alarm frantically.
Old Yan stared at the pile of equipment, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
The thermos slipped from his hand.
Clang.
The lid popped open, hot water spilled all over the floor, and tea leaves floated far away with the water flow.
Old Yan's legs went weak, and he sat down directly in the pile of A-grade suits, muttering the same sentence over and over again.
"My God..."
"My God..."
Lei Zhan rushed forward: "Uncle Yan, are you alright?"
Old Yan pushed him away.
"Don't block my way!"
He scrambled to the three S-class legendary sets, his hands hovering in mid-air, wanting to touch them but not daring to.
Finally, he cautiously touched the shoulder armor of one of the heavy armor sets.
[The Immortal Barrier].
The thick metal armor is covered with ancient runes, and the energy core in the center of the breastplate is like the heart of a sleeping mountain. Every time the light moves, it carries a reassuring defensive aura.
Old Yan's fingers were trembling.
"The real deal...it's a genuine S-rank legendary set..."
He looked up at Lei Zhan, then at Xiao Qianyu, and then at Lu Yan.
"Where exactly did you go?"
Lei Zhan scratched his head: "S-rank secret realm, Lost Temple."
Old Yan almost lost his balance.
"The Lost Temple?"
His voice rose eight octaves.
"I don't know, where is it?"
Zhao Leiguang: "..."
Just then, the warehouse alarm suddenly went off.
When Lao Yan lunged at the equipment, his arm bumped into the red button on the table.
Emergency alert.
In less than a minute, the alloy door leading to the logistics warehouse opened from the outside.
The heavy doors slid open layer by layer, and a dozen fully armed guards rushed in first, raising their energy rifles and quickly taking up firing positions.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure walked in.
It is Li Tianshan
He was dressed in casual clothes, but his shoulders and back were still ramrod straight, and his brows carried the imposing air of someone who had long held a high position.
"What's going on?"
The sound was not loud, but it drowned out the alarm.
But when he stepped into the warehouse and saw what was inside, he stopped in his tracks.
Grade A suits were piled up like a small mountain.
S-grade legendary items were scattered all over the area.
Three complete S-class legendary sets were placed in the center, with energy ripples continuously spreading outwards.
The guards unconsciously lowered their gun barrels a little.
They were the elite of the Dragon Guard; they weren't unfamiliar with good things.
But what's happening right now is utterly unreasonable.
Old Yan scrambled to his feet from beside the pile of equipment, his hands still trembling: "Sir, I accidentally triggered the alarm."
Old Li did not blame him.
He walked toward the three legendary sets, his gaze sweeping over each piece of equipment.
"These……"
Xiao Qianyu stepped forward, stood at attention, and saluted.
"Reporting, Commander! The First, Seventh, and Eighth Squads have successfully explored the S-rank dungeon 'Lost Temple' and have all returned, bringing back some loot."
She paused for half a second before announcing the number.
"Three sets of S-rank legendary armor."
"Eleven S-grade legendary items."
"One hundred and thirty-seven sets of Grade A outfits."
"A number of various rare materials."
The warehouse fell silent.
The alarm had been turned off, but the shrill sound seemed to linger in everyone's ears.
Old Li walked up to a legendary pair of war boots, bent down, and picked it up.
The boots are intricately runed, have a complete energy circuit, and still retain the unique aura of rules characteristic of S-class secret realms.
This kind of item, if placed at an international equipment auction, would be enough to attract the attention of delegations from several major countries.
Now, it's just one piece among the spoils of war.
Old Li examined the crowd for a moment, then looked up at everyone.
His gaze finally settled on Lu Yan.
Lu Yan stood at the back of the crowd, his expression calm, as if this pile of equipment, enough to drive any force mad, was just a batch of regular supplies that had just entered the warehouse.
Old Li was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly clapped his hands loudly.
"it is good."
"OK!"
The old general's voice carried a hint of barely suppressed emotion.
No one knew better than him what this equipment meant to China.
Every S-grade piece of equipment represents an extra chance for frontline awakeners to survive.
Each complete legendary set is China's trump card for breaking through the blockade in high-level secret realms.
Over the years, the White Eagle Empire has controlled the entrance to high-level secret realms and monopolized the circulation of top-tier equipment. How many times have the border warriors of China risked their lives to bridge the gap?
"OK!"
The old general's voice carried a hint of barely suppressed emotion.
No one knew better than him what this equipment meant to China.
Every S-grade piece of equipment represents an extra chance for frontline awakeners to survive.