Then he turned away.

"I’ll handle it."

Without explaining further, Adrian walked out of the command center while artillery vibrations still rumbled faintly through the walls.

The operators exchanged confused looks briefly before returning to their stations.

Meanwhile, Adrian headed straight toward his office.

He entered quickly, shut the door behind him, then locked it immediately.

He needed to restock, and he’s going to do it right now.

Currently, he had over seven million points he could use, all of it came from killing the Leviathan and the zombies and Hunters that were invading them.

Now using their deaths, he was going to fund more of their deaths.

The familiar pale blue holographic screen appeared instantly in front of him.

[System Interface Activated]

[Current Points: 7,843,220]

Adrian stared at the number for a moment.

It still felt ridiculous.

Millions of points earned from slaughter.

From thousands upon thousands of infected torn apart by artillery, aircraft, machine guns, missiles, and tanks.

The Leviathan alone had given him enough points to build an army.

And now—

That army was exactly what he needed.

"Open gacha interface."

The system shifted immediately.

[Gacha Interface Opened]

[Available Points: 7,843,220]

[Cost Per Spin: 1,000 Points]

Adrian leaned slightly back against his chair.

This was the part he hated.

Because it was gambling.

The system never guaranteed useful rewards.

One spin could give him enough ammunition to sustain the front line for hours.

Another could give him camping tents and civilian bicycles.

That was the problem.

But right now, he didn’t have the luxury to hesitate.

The soldiers outside needed ammunition immediately.

"Spin one thousand times."

The interface flashed brightly.

[Confirmed.]

[1,000 Spins Initiating...]

[Each Spin Contains 10 Rewards]

The room glowed softly blue as the system immediately began rolling.

Adrian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Come on... give me something useful."

The first spin appeared.

[Spin 1 Results:]

M4A1 Carbines x 120

5.56×45mm NATO Ammo x 120,000 rounds

7.62×51mm NATO Ammo x 60,000 rounds

M67 Fragmentation Grenades x 400

MRE Packs x 600

AN/PVS-14 Night Vision Goggles x 30

Oshkosh JLTV x 2

Humvee M1151 x 3

Diesel Fuel x 25,000 liters

Field Medical Kits x 150

Adrian immediately sat straighter.

"That’s already good."

That amount of ammunition alone could sustain multiple trench sectors for quite a while.

The interface rolled again almost immediately.

[Spin 6 Results:]

M240B Machine Guns x 18

M2 Browning Heavy Machine Guns x 10

12.7×99mm Ammo x 45,000 rounds

7.62 NATO Belted Ammo x 80,000 rounds

M249 SAW x 24

5.56 Drum Magazines x 200

Combat Armor Sets x 100

Portable Radios x 60

Vehicle Repair Tool Kits x 20

Fuel Barrels x 50

Adrian slowly nodded.

"Good... keep going."

Outside his office, another dull vibration rolled through the walls as distant artillery continued firing nonstop.

The battle had not calmed even slightly.

The system kept rolling.

[Spin 15 Results:]

M777 155mm Howitzer x 2

155mm HE Shells x 1,200

155mm Airburst Shells x 300

155mm Smoke Shells x 150

Artillery Powder Charges x 1,500

Ammo Transport Trucks x 6

Counter-Battery Radar x 1

Engineering Bulldozers x 2

Heavy Recovery Vehicle x 1

Diesel Fuel x 60,000 liters

Adrian exhaled slowly through his nose.

"Hell yes..."

That was exactly what they needed.

Artillery ammunition.

Lots of it.

The defenders outside were burning through shells at terrifying speed.

Every resupply mattered.

The interface flashed again.

[Spin 38 Results:]

M1A2 SEP v3 Abrams x 1

120mm APFSDS Shells x 180

120mm HEAT Shells x 120

120mm Canister Shells x 200

M2A3 Bradley IFV x 2

25mm Bushmaster Ammo x 40,000 rounds

TOW Missiles x 24

Combat Engineering Vehicle x 1

Tank Spare Parts x 30

Diesel Fuel x 80,000 liters

The gacha churned out rewards after rewards after rewards.

The blue holographic interface barely stopped flashing now as item lists continuously rolled down the screen faster and faster.

Adrian watched everything carefully.

Every shell.

Every missile.

Every fuel reserve.

Everything mattered now.

Because outside the office walls, soldiers were still dying while holding the line against hundreds of thousands of infected.

Another roll appeared.

[Spin 57 Results:]

M134 Miniguns x 6

7.62 Belted Ammo x 240,000 rounds

M113 APC x 4

MK19 Automatic Grenade Launchers x 12

40mm Grenades x 20,000

Combat Helmets x 300

Plate Carrier Sets x 240

Night Vision Batteries x 600

Fuel Tank Containers x 30

Mobile Generator Units x 8

Adrian’s eyebrows rose slightly.

"That’s enough to arm another security battalion..."

The system continued spinning.

[Spin 89 Results:]

AH-64E Apache Attack Helicopter x 1

AGM-114 Hellfire Missiles x 48

Hydra 70 Rocket Pods x 36

30mm Chain Gun Ammo x 60,000 rounds

Advanced FLIR Targeting Pods x 2

Helicopter Maintenance Tool Kits x 10

Pilot Combat Gear Sets x 6

JP-8 Jet Fuel x 90,000 liters

Portable Stinger MANPADS x 18

Reconnaissance Drone Units x 20

Adrian slowly leaned back against his chair.

"This thing is basically printing military hardware..."

The office vibrated faintly again as another distant artillery barrage thundered outside.

The battle was still ongoing.

And the defenders were still consuming ammunition at terrifying speed.

The system rolled again.

[Spin 120 Results:]

K2 Black Panther MBT x 2

120mm Tank Shells x 400

Leopard 2A7 Main Battle Tank x 1

CV90 Infantry Fighting Vehicle x 3

Spike Anti-Tank Missiles x 40

25mm Bushmaster Ammo x 60,000 rounds

Heavy Recovery Vehicle x 2

Combat Engineering Vehicle x 1

Diesel Fuel x 120,000 liters

Vehicle Spare Part Crates x 40

Adrian rubbed his forehead slowly.

The inventory count kept climbing.

Tanks.

IFVs.

Missiles.

Fuel.

Enough equipment to sustain prolonged warfare.

Then suddenly—

The interface flashed gold.

Rare reward.

Adrian straightened immediately.

[Spin 320 Results:]

Patriot PAC-3 Missile Battery x 1

PAC-3 Interceptor Missiles x 64

THAAD Launcher System x 1

THAAD Interceptors x 18

AN/TPY-2 X-Band Radar x 1

Mobile Command Vehicles x 4

Strategic Communication Arrays x 8

Power Generation Systems x 12

Missile Reload Trucks x 6

Air Defense Maintenance Facilities x 2

Adrian stared at the screen silently for several seconds.

"...What the hell am I even building anymore?"

That wasn’t just battlefield equipment.

That was strategic military infrastructure.

Something entire countries struggled to acquire.

And he just got it from a spin.

The system kept going.

[Spin 401 Results:]

M142 HIMARS x 3

227mm Guided Rocket Pods x 300

ATACMS Tactical Missiles x 30

Cluster Rocket Pods x 80

Thermobaric Rocket Pods x 40

M270 MLRS x 2

Counter-Battery Radar Systems x 4

Ammo Reload Vehicles x 10

Fuel Tankers x 6

Long-Range Fire Control Modules x 8

Adrian exhaled sharply.

"Jesus Christ..."

With that alone, he could saturate entire regions with rockets.

The battlefield outside suddenly felt much smaller compared to what the system was handing him.

Then the rewards accelerated even more.

[Spin 577 Results:]

AC-130J Ghostrider x 1

105mm Howitzer Shells x 800

40mm Bofors Ammo x 20,000

25mm Gatling Ammo x 120,000 rounds

AGM-176 Griffin Missiles x 80

Advanced Gunship Targeting Systems x 4

Airborne Reconnaissance Sensor Pods x 8

Aircraft Support Vehicles x 12

JP-8 Fuel x 180,000 liters

Flight Crew Combat Equipment x 30

Adrian shook his head slightly in disbelief.

Even the AC-130 currently fighting outside didn’t have that much reserve ammunition.

The system continued rolling nonstop.

Outside the office, the muffled sound of gunfire still echoed faintly through the base.

The defenders had no idea their resupply crisis was disappearing in real time.

Then another gold flash appeared.

Brighter this time.

[Spin 712 Results:]

B-1B Lancer Strategic Bomber x 1

Mk82 General Purpose Bombs x 800

GBU-31 JDAM Precision Bombs x 160

Cluster Bomb Units x 120

Thermobaric Bombs x 60

AGM-158 JASSM Cruise Missiles x 48

Strategic Bombing Navigation Systems x 6

Aircraft Ground Support Modules x 20

Runway Repair Equipment x 18

JP-8 Fuel x 300,000 liters.

Adrian stared at the list.

It just kept coming.