My Reinforced Company in the Apocalypse
That day, the world went mad.
Lin Yue, a twenty-nine-year-old veteran, woke to find his neighbor had become a zombie feasting on the living. Using the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle his father left him, he fought his way out, carrying an unfamiliar little girl on his back as he embarked on a desperate search for his parents.
Just as he reached the depths of despair, a mysterious System appeared:
[Congratulations, Host. You have received: Reinforced Company Summoning Authority ×1]
[Unit strength: 128 personnel]
[Equipment: Full kit of China's current elite forces]
[Host's rank: Colonel]
[Note in official records: Everyone will address the Host as “Commander”]
When the fully armed Sword Company ran onto the scene from a kilometer away, when QBU-191 precision rifle shots echoed through the ruins, and when QLU-131 sniper grenade launchers precisely cut down hordes of zombies, Lin Yue knew this apocalypse was no longer a fight he had to face alone.
Digital camouflage, FAST helmets, Type 04B body armor, QSZ-92 pistols... One hundred and twenty-eight battle-hardened soldiers, all addressing him as “Commander,” awaited his every order.
But as the troops advanced east, as more and more survivors gathered, and as he searched the ruins for clues to his parents' whereabouts, a name hidden behind the disaster gradually surfaced:
Umbrella Corporation
