Chapter 439 - 220: Payload Problem, Arrival, and Wind-winged Zerg Raid

Chapter 439: Chapter 220: Payload Problem, Arrival, and Wind-winged Zerg Raid

Thus, the eighty members of the Tier Two Battle Group had a combined weight equivalent to that of over five hundred people.

Lin Feng alone weighed over a ton. Even when just lying down to rest, the minimum energy he needed to survive for a day required ten times the food intake of a normal person.

Chen Yanyan had calculated for Lin Feng that he needed to ingest about twenty kilograms of Organic Nutrient Liquid daily just to prevent his State from declining.

In a state of all-out combat, he would consume at least five kilograms of Nutrient Liquid per minute.

Lin Feng, at just under two meters tall, had such a high consumption rate. Meanwhile, a High-tier Mother Empress, just to sustain its massive body, had to consume the Nutrient Liquid from over four or five Tier Two Zerg Eggs every single day at a minimum.

To guarantee its progress in evolving and growing stronger, it had to accelerate its expansion, scavenge more biomass, and raise its own Level, all while sustaining the growth of its swarm.

The path of evolution was like rowing a boat upstream; to not advance was to be swept back.

Therefore, for this aid mission to the North, besides personnel and equipment, Lin Feng brought an extra three-plus tons of Organic Nutrient Liquid as a contingency.

As for the opportunity to kill Tier Two Zerg Eggs, it was given to Li Ran and Han Yuxin.

Both were managers in charge of logistics and had made immense contributions to the operations of Jin City Base and the Salvation Army. Although they couldn’t risk their lives fighting on the front lines, Lin Feng would not treat them unfairly.

Besides, the best way to maintain one’s own authority was through absolute, crushing power.

At that moment, Lin Feng instructed Liu Yi, Shen Jie, and the others to guard the last five large plastic barrels being unloaded. They contained the most precious Organic Nutrient Liquid.

Afterward, he went to the command and dispatch station just off the runway.

Inside, an array of radar and signal transceivers were being powered on, HUMMING to life.

General Chen was overseeing operations from inside the command station. Seeing Lin Feng approach, he quickly rose to his feet.

This was his second time meeting the legendary young man before him.

Unlike their last encounter on the battlefield in the Wu City West District, this time he wasn’t wearing his Battle Armor. Apart from the Orange Arm Guard on his wrist, he was dressed in a simple set of casual clothes.

Aside from appearing somewhat tall, there was nothing unusual about the young man. But when he smiled, he radiated a natural warmth that made people subconsciously feel he could be trusted.

Lin Feng could afford to be casual with anyone, but General Chen dared not show the slightest hint of complacency.

He was well aware that the young man before him had not only achieved the Federation’s first glorious feat of slaying a High-tier Mother Empress but was also the first Tier Three Awakener in human history.

With just a lift of his finger,

he could easily crush him.

So, before Lin Feng could even get close, General Chen had already stood to greet him and ask the purpose of his visit.

Lin Feng then briefly outlined his concerns.

After all, the safety of the transport en route was paramount.

The Tier Two Battle Group could survive a crash by relying on the Flying Ability of their Cyan Wing Membrane Wings, but the two hundred Tier One Late-Stage Perfection Elite Warriors were only equipped with Red Profound Armor of Lv. 16 or higher. Due to the hasty departure, Lin Feng hadn’t had time to Upgrade their armor to the Red Profound Flying Armor.

This made them the most vulnerable.

And this batch of elite Warriors was the Battle Group’s reserve talent for the northern aid mission.

They only needed to kill a single Tier Two Zerg to trigger a Tier Jumping Upgrade and become Tier Two Awakeners, replenishing any losses the Battle Group might suffer.

Lin Feng had no intention of pointlessly losing so many of the Battle Group’s promising seeds in a single plane crash.

After hearing Lin Feng’s concerns, General Chen’s brow furrowed. Li Ran had provided him with a list of personnel and a summary of supplies for the trip North; equipment had been factored in, but he had never imagined that the weight of Awakeners would so far exceed that of ordinary soldiers.

Even the strongest soldier weighed eighty or ninety kilograms at most, but among the two hundred eighty-plus members being transported this time, even the lightest elite Warrior weighed over two hundred kilograms—nearly a quarter of a ton.

The two hundred Warriors alone accounted for a fifty-ton payload, which was already more than half the transport plane’s maximum capacity.

Adding the weight of the eighty Tier Two Awakeners, each of whom weighed half a ton, tacked on another forty tons.

’And Lin Feng himself,’ General Chen estimated, ’now that he’s Tier Three, he must weigh over a ton...’

By this calculation, the payload requirement for personnel alone was over fifty tons more than originally planned.

That was enough to require another large transport plane!

Currently, the Federation’s military transport planes had a maximum payload of only eighty tons.

But with the fighting in the North so tense, they could only pull two transport planes at most on short notice.

The original plan, which assumed an average weight of 100 kilograms per person, left thirty tons of spare capacity after accounting for one hundred tons of weapons and equipment. That should have been more than enough.

But now, with an extra forty tons of payload, they had to figure out how to account for a ten-ton surplus.

Furthermore, to ensure flight safety, they needed to maintain a safety margin of at least 10% of the maximum payload. This would reduce the risk of mechanical failure if they encountered unexpected trouble mid-flight.

After weighing his options, General Chen made a swift decision. He notified the Federation’s central command to dispatch several civilian cargo planes to transport the Salvation Army’s weapons and equipment.

This would free up payload capacity on the military transports and guarantee the safety of the personnel.

Hearing General Chen’s proposal, Lin Feng nodded in agreement, his worries dissolving:

"Thank you for your trouble, General Chen. Let’s use the civilian freighters to transport those eighty heavy weapon emplacements. Without that eighty-ton load, we should have more than enough capacity."

General Chen was almost flustered by the praise:

"It’s no trouble at all! Ensuring the safety of you, City Lord Lin, and the Salvation Army is our sworn duty!"