Orbital Drop Troops: How Can You Lose with That Much Firepower?

Red fog descended, and Blue Star became a scorched wasteland.

Ninety percent of humanity turned into infected. The survivors crowded outside towering walls, fighting tooth and nail for a mouthful of water.

The moment Wen Renjin was cast by the barrier into a sea of corpses, he bonded with a derelict mothership beyond the atmosphere.

While others lacked guns and ammunition, he air-dropped heavily armed soldiers from the sky. While others struggled to defend the walls, he set up military production lines and turned the wasteland into an arsenal.

When the warlords behind the walls drove survivors out and forced them to die in their place, transport ships tore through the red fog one after another.

"Reporting, Commander: the airborne troops have arrived."

"Ground targets are locked. Requesting fire support."

Wen Renjin looked up at the sky beyond the walls and raised his hand.

"Permission granted."

Later, an alien mother hive that devoured planets descended upon Blue Star, only to discover a fleet that should never have existed on this abandoned planet.