“It’s something they didn’t produce,” Wolf seemed to find a thing to bicker at Moore, “it’s called Howitzer, a mix of cannon and mortar, something not produced by them.”

“It’s produced by BAE systems company,” Moore didn’t deny it, “but the shells used in it are made by us.”

“Humph, being proud of something you didn’t make… Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” Wolf kept coming at Moore, yet the latter seemed more collected than Wolf.

“It’s normal,” Moore calmly shrugged, “after all our company excels at making brilliant munitions to the different weapon systems of other companies.”

“Pathetic,” Wolf turned and pointed at the bomber. He seemed to want to boast in front of me using it as an example. Yet for a second there he froze, recalling my earlier comment about that bomber.

“Take this as an example,” he shifted his hand while shaking as if he still couldn’t believe what he was doing. It seemed in his company eyes, that stealth bomber was the crown jewel, something they took pride in making.

Throwing it aside like it was trash and selecting some sort of a commonly produced rocket launcher was something humiliating to Wolf and others standing behind him.

But they had to let their ego down about it. The apocalypse was harsh and we needed to adapt to it by all means. Even if this meant ditching what we previously considered our biggest achievement in life and starting from scratch.

“It’s a brilliant rocket launcher system we produced, called M270.”

“It’s nice,” I honestly said, “but that doesn’t mean that artillery thing is bad either.”

“Howitzer is the best artillery weapon in the world!” Moore said in pride, a phrase that was welcomed with a snort from Wolf and his two men behind him.

“Anyway,” I turned to the large group of people watching this scene from down below, “we will need to modify and readjust the weapon systems we have and turn them into apocalypse friendly weapons. But first I have to tell you where the problem lies.”

I pointed towards the Howitzer and added, “I want you to fire a shell at one of those big hills.”

I randomly selected one hill and asked Moore’s guys to fire it. I also did the same with that rocket launcher, asking Wolf’s people to fire a single rocket at another hill.

“Fire!”

“Be careful! Fire!”

The two sides worked fast and in such amazing cooperation to fire the two weapons fast.

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

The two attacks landed fiercely over the two hills, releasing a mighty explosive sound alongside a massive cloud of dust.

Yet in just a span of a few seconds, things started to clear out. Strangely enough, the two hills remained unscathed, even the dead bodies of the aquatic monsters stood there without a single scratch over them.

Of course I anticipated such a result, and many people here did. “Can anyone tell me what went wrong here?” I asked, without specifying any group or company with that question.

“We have a theory.”

“We too.”

“We also have one.”

Without any hesitation, the leaders of the three forces here spoke one by one. I looked at their faces while calmly responding: “Then tell.”

“I’ll start first,” Wolf was so eager to prove himself to me as he took a step forward while adding, “we already studied lots of monsters back at our labs. We found out that these monsters have advanced armour, making it impossible for the current human weapons to harm them.”

“And?” I wasn’t impressed by what he said. Of course this was something basic and easy to guess.

“It’s the penetration power of our munition,” he said with weird excitement and confidence, “if we manage to elevate and upgrade our armour penetration abilities of our weapons’ munitions, we can succeed in killing these monsters.”

“Hmm… Interesting theory,” I just said that before snapping my fingers and a group of my dragons appeared next to me, scaring those behind me.

“Go and bring dozens of these monsters here,” I pointed randomly at one hill and in a flash, my dragons flew towards it. They brought back over a hundred of these monsters.

“Leave them here one by one,” I ordered and any monster thrown over the chariot was cut into pieces by my glaive. My work speed was remarkable thanks to all the work I did before.

“Take them and gather them there and there,” I selected two away locations before turning to the two behind me, “let your people launch another attack over one group. Let’s see if your theory is right.”

“Sir…” Wolf didn’t get what I wanted to prove here so I interrupted him from saying any more with raising my glaive unto his face.

“If your theory is right, then our weapons here can devastate the monsters without their armours, right?”

It was easy to prove how deeply wrong they were. Just with one round of attacks, the same loud explosive sounds appeared with massive clouds of dust.

But that was it. The monsters didn’t show any harm even when they were cut open by me. I turned to Wolf and said with a calm smile:

“Your theory is wrong. In fact it’s not totally wrong. After all, the thick armours of these monsters can’t be easily penetrated. Of course our weapons lack such a factor, but it’s not the main core of the problem here.”

“I have another theory, sir,” Moore gave the dejected Wolf a light gaze. It seemed that the dude was so confident in his theory. “Tell,” I shrugged as I casually said.

In fact I had the belief that not a single one of them would find the core of the problem. Of course MIT guys talked to me before, and they got to see parts of the big picture of the main problem we were having.

So if anyone here could be close to the core of the problem, it would be them.

“We also studied these monsters,” Moore didn’t want to show any weakness compared with Wolf’s company, “we found out that the problem isn’t only in the armour, but also in our might of weapons.”