HBWnovel Chapter 9, Level 3 Pickup Truck? Speed Bumps!
Chapter 9, Level 3 Pickup Truck? Speed Bumps!
Inside the dilapidated steel mill.
Zeng Wanqing locked herself in a room, propped the door shut with a table, chairs and cabinets, grabbed a piece of broken iron, stared intently at the doorway, and trembled all over.
This morning, she discovered this steel plant. There were no zombies around yet, so she immediately went in to collect supplies.
Things are going very smoothly.
She encountered no danger inside the factory and collected a large amount of resources, including all-purpose fuel, water, food, and medicine—she made a fortune.
But when she came out, she was stunned.
A group of people removed the tires from her "Ben Sang" car, smashed the windows, pried open the doors, and forcibly took away the supplies inside.
Although none of the supplies inside the vehicle will be stolen.
But these thugs dismantled her car...
Since the car was wrecked, it certainly didn't count as theft from inside the vehicle.
Most importantly, she was discovered.
The pack of wolves saw Zeng Wanqing on the second floor, parked their vehicle below, and walked towards her.
Zeng Wanqing dared not linger. She left the supplies in a room and moved away quickly without taking any with her.
"Help! Someone please help me!"
Zeng Wanqing whispered, her heart filled with despair.
If there's really no other way, then cut yourself.
Even if a corpse is defiled, it should not be defiled as a corpse.
Inside the stairwell, several men with menacing faces strolled leisurely, their machetes clanging against the stair railing.
"Miss, please come out quickly, we mean no harm."
"If you come out now, we'll take good care of you. If you don't come out... you're going to suffer a lot."
...
Yang Che drove his heavy truck at high speed on the road and soon saw a cluster of buildings.
Most of the factory buildings have collapsed, leaving only a few huge buildings still standing.
The outer wall has crumbled, revealing the red bricks underneath, which are covered with withered vines.
Two vehicles were parked in front of a factory building.
A heavy pickup truck, equipped with a 7.62mm machine gun, looks incredibly rugged.
A Santana.
Or rather, a Santana that has been completely dismantled.
"Someone's there? And it's a Level 3 vehicle."
Yang Che frowned, thinking that the other party's talk of saving lives meant being surrounded by zombies.
In retrospect, it was mostly man-made disaster.
"Should we call it a day? We can get steel from other places anyway, there's no need to risk our lives."
Yang Che pondered in his heart.
"Hey! You over there, we've taken over this place. Get lost, or I'll blow your car to smithereens."
A man leaned out of a heavy pickup truck, holding a megaphone and shouting loudly.
Before Yang Che could react, the other party made the first move.
A middle-aged man got out of the pickup truck, lit a Molotov cocktail in his hand, and threw it forcefully at Yang Che.
Yang Che reacted quickly, shifting gears and reversing to create distance.
Snapped!
The Molotov cocktail was smashed on the ground, and flames roared up.
"Damn it, you're lucky, kid. If you hadn't run, I would have riddled you with bullets."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
They were criminals before they traveled through time, but after being transported to the global road survival game, they were fortunate enough to escape imprisonment.
Moreover, you can fully enjoy the thrill of plundering.
There are no laws, no tickets, you can do whatever you want!
Yang Che's face darkened.
They dared to strike first; they're utterly lawless!
He stopped reversing, quickly shifted into drive, and rapidly gathered information with his eyes.
A heavy pickup truck, with a heavy machine gun mounted on it.
There are only two people at the moment: a driver and a thug. The thug is not in the car.
There are nail chains on the only way to enter the factory. If you try to rush in, you will inevitably run over the nail chains.
After a tire blowout, the distance the truck slides is enough for the heavy machine gun on the pickup truck to be effective.
only...
Fuck your mother!
Yang Che slammed on the gas pedal, flooring it without any regard for safety.
boom!
The heavy truck engine roared loudly, like a raging beast, as it charged toward the heavy pickup truck.
"Hmph! I knew you couldn't hold back, you bastard."
The driver in the pickup truck sneered and slowly turned the truck around.
They had already calculated the distance; even at top speed, after running over the spiked chain, the tires would burst and the roof of the car would lose control.
All they need to do is wait in the corner for the vehicle that runs over the spiked chain to crash into the wall, and then slowly finish it off with their shots.
However, when the heavy truck ran over the road spikes, its speed not only did not decrease, but even increased.
Most importantly, the vehicle did not lose control and continued to rush straight toward him.
"ah!!!"
The driver screamed in terror, his eyes bulging out.
He really didn't understand.
Why didn't the tire blow out when the other driver ran over the road spikes?
Of course, he didn't have time to think about it.
boom!
A deafening sound rang out as the heavy truck was forcibly folded up, and the heavy machine gun on the truck was blown away.
Immediately afterwards, the entire vehicle was pushed forward and crashed heavily into the wall.
Bang!
The front of the car was also flattened.
Yang Che took a deep breath to calm his excited blood, then quickly shifted into reverse and rapidly turned the steering wheel.
The heavy truck quickly turned around, aiming at the middle-aged man who had thrown the Molotov cocktail.
"Holy...holy shit!"
The middle-aged man was completely terrified.
The tools they relied on for survival were completely crushed into scrap metal.
Without a vehicle, how will they escape?
puff.
The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't kill me!"
He wailed loudly, crying uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Yang Che watched this scene indifferently, without the slightest pity.
Judging from their behavior, this is definitely not the first time; they were never good people to begin with.
Yang Che didn't hesitate at all; he shifted gears and stepped on the gas.
"No, you can't kill me! We can't kill each other!"
The middle-aged man screamed in terror, pleading incessantly.
When he saw the truck move forward again, he knew Yang Che wouldn't let him go, so he cursed, "Fuck your mother! You bastard! You'll die a horrible death! I curse you..."
boom!
The middle-aged man, carrying his curse, turned into a pile of minced meat.
"What's going on?"
"Fuck you!"
Hearing the noise outside, several men inside the factory quickly poked their heads out of the windows.
When they saw the damaged pickup truck, they couldn't hold back any longer.
I painstakingly upgraded my vehicle to Lv.3, only to have it completely destroyed just because I came to chase after some girl?
"Go, get down!"
"Dry him to death!"
Several thugs quickly ran out of the factory, eyeing the heavy truck menacingly.
They pulled out pistols, and the bald leader even raised a submachine gun.
"Fuck you, get out of the car, or I'll take your tires off."
The bald man roared.
They didn't stand on the open ground, but hid behind obstacles, so that they could move immediately as soon as Yang Che started the heavy truck.
At that time, the heavy truck will be unable to dodge in time and will crash into the pillar, causing damage to itself.
Once Yang Che is completely disoriented, they can remove the tires, smash the windows, and launch an attack on him.
but...
Yang Che wouldn't be that stupid.
He raised his hand and pressed the horn.
"Bang!!!!!"