Chapter 48: Armor-piercing Rounds Don’t Believe In Carbon-based Monsters
The crisp trigger sound rang out, and three bullets directly hit the fastest-running Blood Hound.
“Bang bang bang!”
When the three high-explosive incendiary rounds bit into the Blood Hound’s exposed muscle, the air seemed to freeze for an instant.
Until the bullet heads instantly exploded and disintegrated, tearing that bright red muscle into blood mist filling the sky, the incendiary agent wildly burning along the muscle texture.
The Blood Hound was like it had drunk fake liquor, its front limbs smashing heavily onto the ground, crashing headfirst into a car door.
“Bang—crash!”
The toes of its claws, burned into charred black hooks, inserted into the softened asphalt road, unextinguished flames flowing along the cracks.
And the sound of bullet casings clinking to the ground made Su Huan’s blood instantly boil.
A pair of eyes bright and captivating.
Old San driving beside him was also shocked by this effect, “Holy shit! This is fucking fierce?! Three shots and it’s down?”
Su Huan’s mouth couldn’t help but grin to its widest. If he had such a weapon in his previous life, how could he have been forced so miserably by these damn beasts?!
No matter how badass Tier 1 zombies were, they were just carbon-based flesh and blood. Even Tier 2 zombies that evolved corpse armor had to flee in panic before humanity’s heavy firepower!
Armor-piercing rounds never believed in carbon-based monsters!
Su Huan stuffed a Tier 1 General Energy Crystal into his mouth, then poured endless energy into the fire truck under his feet, roaring wildly, “Accelerate, accelerate!”
Old San stomped hard on the accelerator. Not sure if it was an illusion, but the vehicle’s power felt stronger.
Like a raging bull, howling as it charged forward.
Sports cars, SUVs—all turned into toys, smashed to pieces.
Su Huan aimed at the next Blood Hound, another crisp three-round burst.
But this time the hit position was off; the Blood Hound didn’t die immediately but wailed as it crashed into the fire truck, its shattered wound like a rotten tomato, smearing the red paint even brighter.
Before it could struggle, the tires crushed over it. The vehicle shook violently, and the teeth-gritting sound of bones breaking rang out, just like popping bubble wrap.
“Old Si, quick, shoot the big one in front!”
Old San leaned forward, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, shouting at the Butcher straight ahead.
“Got it!”
Su Huan switched the firing mode to full auto, half his body leaning out the window, muzzle aimed at the Butcher holding the road sign, one hand bracing the gun, the other pulling the trigger.
In an instant, the crisp “da-da-da” sounds merged into a continuous roar.
Flames from the muzzle formed a tongue of fire, licking the Butcher’s fat belly.
The high-explosive rounds tore open its belly skin, instantly forming a vivid yellow-orange blood mist. Over thirty high-explosive incendiary rounds ignited the Butcher’s massive belly.
Also forcibly halting its advance.
An anguished howl filled with rage came from the flames. Su Huan ducked to avoid a pouncing Blood Hound nearby and hurried to the back to reload.
Although he had killed two Butchers since the apocalypse, that was relying on the armored train’s terrifying weight and kinetic energy.
It didn’t mean these things were really weak.
Among the many Tier 1 zombies, the Butcher had the slowest reaction, but its defense was absolutely top-tier!
Even a big truck couldn’t crash it to death, this beast!
“Old Si, it’s not dead, not dead, that thing’s not dead!”
“Stop yelling, I fucking know!”
Su Huan’s forehead was sweating too. If the Butcher really landed a hit, there’d be big trouble.
While madly absorbing energy from the General Energy Crystals, he used both hands to stuff bullets into the magazine.
“Old Si, it’s coming, it’s gonna smash, smash, fuck!”
“I fucking know!!!”
Su Huan loaded over thirty bullets, knowing it was too late. He immediately slammed the magazine in, spun around abruptly, pupils contracting sharply, “Fuck!”
“Boom—”
A road sign smashed directly into the front of the fire truck.
Luckily, the fire truck’s glass was double-layered. Even with such a huge hole punched through, it didn’t shatter everywhere, just forming a massive radial hole right in front of him.
“Da-da-da!”
At the critical moment behind, a burst of dense gunshots rang out.
Immediately after, the Butcher erupted in blazing flames again, staggering backward.
Su Huan stuck the gun out through the hole in the glass, unloading another magazine into the Butcher while roaring, “Old Er’s stepping up, you fucking hit the gas!”
Old San’s face turned red with urgency, neck thick, flooring the accelerator, “Bullshit, do you think I don’t know to hit the gas?!”
The tires screeched on the sticky asphalt road surface, roaring forward.
Seeing the Butcher left behind, Old San slammed the steering wheel hard, “Refreshing!”
Both guys let out blind howls at the same time, then tugged at their collars in unison, letting the sweat on their chests evaporate.
Su Huan wiped his drenched hair and couldn’t help laughing heartily.
Although these three brothers were silly, being with them gave Su Huan a feeling like returning to his previous life.
No plans, no goals, chased by zombies with a few unreliable teammates, scrambling like a handful of headless sparks.
Burning their lives hotly and hysterically.
Without the Butcher blocking, the road ahead was much easier. With Su Huan boosting the engine, no vehicle could block the way. Old Da and Old Er following behind even reached sixty speed.
Occasionally, some clueless mutated beast or zombie—Su Huan swept them with a magazine.
Encountering a zombie horde, same thing—one magazine.
Open a gap, and the rest was the fully loaded fire truck’s mad crushing.
The return speed wasn’t much slower than the outbound trip.
Naturally, people upstairs on both sides spotted this barbaric convoy, shouting loudly for help, but Su Huan had achieved his goal and couldn’t be bothered with them.
Old San was now in a state of mental exhilaration, hearing nothing. Even Su Huan sitting beside him had to shout loudly.
……
Su Huan held the gun single-handedly, lazily leaning against the car door, his eyes scanning the buildings on both sides.
Ready at any moment to mow down zombies that popped out without warning to scare people.
Suddenly, two figures rushed out from the corner.
Just as he was about to raise the muzzle, Su Huan suddenly froze, blurting out, “Motorcycle guy?”
“Stop the car!”
“What?!”
Old San beside him had a flushed complexion, hands gripping the steering wheel with knuckles turning blue-white.
“I said stop the car!” Su Huan bellowed.
Old San didn’t think twice and slammed the brakes, the earlier life-and-death crisis enough to build trust between the two men.
You could call this friendship crude, but you couldn’t doubt its sincerity!
……
Huang Hai luckily escaped with his life from the Butcher, hesitated, but decided to head out.
Although the supermarket had food and drink, the door was destroyed—who knew what terrifying thing would come next.
So he discussed it with the young man and slipped out.
Luckily, the supermarket zombies had all been drawn away by that motorcycle, leaving blood and remains everywhere.
Corpse roars and gunshots still echoed in the distance.
Just as the two were gripped by fear and confusion, they suddenly saw three bright fire trucks driving over.
It felt like spotting Noah’s Ark in the water.
Seeing the fire truck stop, the two were overjoyed and hurried over, banging on the car door.
Su Huan looked closely: leading was a man in his thirties, wearing small glasses and a light gray suit. But due to long neglect, the suit cuffs were black and dirty, wrinkled. When he grinned, that sleazy vibe unique to scholars came out instantly.
The small-glasses guy immediately pulled out a thick pack of sunflower seeds from his pocket and tossed it into the passenger seat.
Crying and laughing as he begged, “Please, kind big brothers, let me on, let me on the car, I beg you…”
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