Chapter 319: Is This A Car Or A Tank?
Zheng Tianlang, following behind and exiting the service area, laughed.
It was also thanks to this group of cowards who didn’t dare to go out in the service area.
Several of their teams only came over after completing the mileage task; otherwise, with so many people using leave cards, the cost would be too high.
About 100 meters ahead of the service area, both sides of the road were piled with trash as high as small mountains, building debris, and cars with rusted frames.
Now, a dozen vehicles completely blocked the road ahead, plus figures and movement appearing from the rear and surroundings—there had to be at least fifty or sixty people.
This didn’t include the sneaky players mixed in among regular players, disguising themselves as weak to pick up a bargain at the right moment.
It was too chaotic; besides her familiar teammates, she couldn’t trust anyone around her at this moment.
The road had only three lanes, vehicles couldn’t reverse more than 50 meters, the road ahead was cut off, and cars reinforced with protective steel plates were coming from behind and the sides.
Visibility was blocked, and many people hadn’t even figured out the situation before they were hit.
Once the chain collision started, it was hard to stop; some cases were better with just deformed doors and bumpers, others had fuel tanks damaged, leaving players furious, anxious, and heartbroken over the gasoline.
“Are you sick? My fuel tank! How many crystal coins is the leaked fuel worth!”
For a moment, cursing, exclamations, whistles, and laughter mixed together, and even unluckier vehicles spun 180 degrees in the air, landing upside down with a bang into a pile of trash on one side.
The players inside were stuck and couldn’t get out; vehicle repair cards took time.
Before the vehicle was repaired, two robbers walked over, looking down at the player struggling desperately inside the vehicle and the repair countdown on his light screen.
“Yo, quite the will to survive.” The strong man pulled down his gray outdoor mask, revealing a mouth of yellow teeth, raised his hand, and swung his wolf tooth club down onto the dented door frame.
The repair card progress had reached 50%, but he smashed it to waste in one blow.
“If you’re smart, hand over all your supplies. Don’t try any tricks; delaying time won’t work in our line of business.”
The player inside the vehicle had scratches from broken glass all over his face and hands, trembling as he looked at the two murderous robbers.
There was nothing more despairing; he wanted to run, to fight back, but he was pinned dead by the flipped vehicle, unable even to see what was happening outside.
He only heard various chaotic sounds and saw the bloody sharp blade getting closer and closer until it stopped right in front of his eyes.
“You didn’t think we couldn’t do anything to you if you don’t cooperate, did you? Without one eye, guess what your fate would be here?”
With that, the other man pulled a radiation zombie from his outdoor waterproof duffel bag—one without limbs, just a head and body—and shoved it into the vehicle from the other side.
The player had no way to retreat: a sharp blade pressing toward his eyes in front, and behind him a zombie reeking of stench, pus and blood smeared together, bones still glowing, struggling desperately toward him.
“Ah!!! I’ll give it, I’ll give you all the supplies! Get this thing away, please, drag it out first!”
The strong man holding the cleaver sneered, “Is this the time for you to make demands?”
Seeing the radiation zombie about to bite from behind, the player was scared to tears, his pant legs soaked.
“I was wrong, big brother, all my supplies are here, spare me! I can take you to find others; I know someone in the service area got good stuff!”
“Sure.”
The strong man looked very interested, but just as the player thought he’d escaped disaster and showed a joyful expression, the several dozen-pound wolf tooth club smashed down with a bang.
The player let out a miserable scream, the zombie behind him getting closer; he could already hear that spine-chilling roar.
“Told you delaying time is useless, but you wouldn’t listen.” The strong man looked at the player whose health bar was cleared and showed a cruel smile.
Whatever, who knew if he was really submitting or plotting against them; better to kill than waste time.
With so many people inside and outside the service area, were they afraid of not robbing supplies?
Right behind was a rusty green truck stopped there; the strong man picked up the supplies, tossed a match, and dropped it on the leaking gasoline.
Fuel tank was broken, gasoline all leaked out, couldn’t siphon it, so just add fire.
Yu Jiang’s RV also couldn’t move; the collision ahead happened too fast, her car front hit twice by flying vehicle parts, but with the RV’s weight and size, not even 10% of the shield was knocked off.
But such a big vehicle really couldn’t find a way through.
Yu Jiang observed the surrounding movements while driving to the left side off the road, where there was slightly more space.
“Captain Jiang, this group blocking the road has some skills. Our team will pull the vehicle aside first to reduce losses; probably can’t meet up with you for a while.”
The sound of hand holding cleaver chopping wire rang in the team chat, “Several vehicles in the middle exploded and caught fire.”
“Got it.” Yu Jiang looked at the soaring firelight outside the windshield, listened to the occasional explosions, and calmly put on the face mask on her hood.
Personnel from several teams were arranged by their respective captains; they could regroup when necessary.
She couldn’t possibly track every team member’s position alone, only the captains’.
Yu Jiang sent her position to Fried Potato with Fish Mint; it was not too far or too near from her.
As long as the bound player wasn’t dead, the vehicle wouldn’t explode no matter how damaged; if it caught fire, the area she pointed to had vehicles in good status, not too chaotic—better to drive there than be a target in the middle of the road.
“Okay okay. Big shot, those two from the service area earlier seem to have called companions and followed.” Fried Potato with Fish Mint replied anxiously.
Yu Jiang: “Don’t worry.”
She saw it through the binoculars—not only had they followed, but a small team was heading her way.
At that moment, a banging sound came from the rear of the vehicle.
“Damn, this broken car looks like a scrapped truck, but it’s so tough.”
“Person in driver’s seat, hurry up, open the rear compartment first!”
Yu Jiang, separated by just a window and curtain: Too sneaky, even using a fire axe to break the door.
Looking at her vehicle’s shield dropping 2% in two seconds, Yu Jiang’s temples twitched twice.
With the camouflage car cover on, these people couldn’t see the vertical ladder climbing up right next to the front passenger seat.
Yu Jiang opened the car door, quickly climbed up, glanced at the light screen to confirm all vehicle doors were one-click locked, then stood up.
The two below thought they’d found the vehicle’s weakest spot, using Molotov cocktails and positioning bombs, but the RV was completely fine.
Was this a broken truck or a tank? The two were stunned, then looked up to see Yu Jiang standing on the roof.
Brown long-sleeved top and short boots, black work pants, linen hood and face mask—very doomsday wasteland style.
What was that thing in her arms? Four-leaf Clover?
“You smashed my car, right? Dear Four-leaf Clover, Golden Skin Tree, activate.”
“Show yourselves, Blueberry Baby!”
Shouting commands, well, covering the face first makes it less embarrassing.
