nycdaug Chapter 8 The Heavy Truck Going Against Traffic
Chapter 8 The Heavy Truck Going Against Traffic
Day three.
Yang Che woke up in the car, the eerie black fog already hundreds of kilometers behind.
I quickly washed my face, ate breakfast, and continued on my way.
Unlike the cold at night, the daytime wilderness is extremely hot, even the wind is hot.
Players can only turn on the air conditioning to lower the temperature inside the car, but this will increase fuel consumption.
However, none of the players who have survived to this day are lucky; they have all stockpiled a lot of supplies.
It's completely impossible to exchange mutton soup for supplies or fuel for large quantities of food, just like on the first night.
The heavy truck sped up as it traveled along the ravaged road, encountering many Lv.2 vehicles along the way.
Buses, vans, SUVs…
Those that have survived until now generally have relatively good vehicles, fast enough, and with a certain level of defensive capabilities.
Vehicles like tricycles and electric vehicles can only be replaced with new ones; otherwise, both the driver and the vehicle will have to be phased out.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Yang Che frowned as a figure by the roadside caught his attention.
A man lay on the ground, naked, with a hideous, bloody scar on his neck.
His eyes widened, his face filled with anger and terror.
"It's one thing to be robbed, but they even took my clothes."
Yang Che sighed, "These robbers really don't let any resources go to waste."
No, not all resources were spared.
There are still over 100 kilograms of food here.
Yang Che shook his head, did not linger, and left directly.
He doesn't lack food now; it hasn't come to that point yet.
suddenly,
Three rows of gleaming triangular nails appeared on the road ahead.
trap!
Yang Che frowned slightly.
At this speed, heavy trucks simply cannot dodge; they can only rush past. Otherwise, even a slight deviation will cause them to overturn.
In the past, if it had charged straight at it, the tires would have been ruined, and the 15-ton steel behemoth would have become a useless coffin.
But now?
What kind of trashy steel nails are they? They don't even dare to compare their hardness to my car wheel.
"Run him over!"
There was no slowdown, no avoidance.
The heavy truck ran right over those rows of steel nails!
boom! boom! boom!
A crisp sound of metal breaking rang out.
The sharp, hard steel nail broke off and, under immense pressure, was crushed into steel sheets.
On the other hand, consider tires.
It was still brand new, without a single mark.
"Cool!"
Yang Che couldn't help but slap the steering wheel, and the horn roared.
Unlimited energy, tires that never break, and near-immunity to all traps.
This is what highway survival looks like!!
"Holy crap! This actually works?"
In the sky, a helicopter controlled the altitude and speed, and could clearly see the situation of the heavy truck within their line of sight.
When they saw the heavy truck run over the triangular steel nails, the two people on the plane stared wide-eyed.
"This guy definitely upgraded his tires. Is this the effect of upgrading a heavy truck? Damn, I'm so envious."
On the helicopter, the burly co-pilot frowned, his face looking rather grim.
"Maybe Li Zhuchong is right. The most urgent task is to gather more resources, not to target any particular player."
"Driver Gu Xin said in a deep voice."
"It's too late to say anything now. Li Zhuchong is dead. There are only two of us now, and taking turns driving might be tiring. Should we recruit another person to join us?"
The burly man Chen Da said that if the two of them took turns piloting the helicopter, each of them would have to fly for 12 hours to maintain maximum efficiency.
"Okay, let's pick one carefully later."
Gu Xin said.
He personally sent Li Zhuchong to his death and then preemptively bound him to the helicopter. Now, inside this helicopter, no one can harm him.
He is absolutely safe as long as he stays in the helicopter.
"Let's get out of here first. That son of a bitch, we'll settle the score with him later."
Gu Xin was a little nervous. With this heavy truck around, he didn't dare to lower the vehicle to retrieve the resource boxes.
They were afraid that when they left the helicopter, a heavy truck would run them over as a speed bump.
He maneuvered the joystick and quickly moved away.
"Have they left?"
As the sound of the propellers faded into the distance, Yang Che's expression turned serious.
Helicopter.
It should be the player named Li Zhuchong.
Their inexplicable appearance here, not far from the triangular steel nail, makes it hard not to suspect that the steel nail has nothing to do with them.
"It seems that we have entered the internal strife stage. No, it should be said that we have been fighting internally from the very beginning."
Yang Che pondered to himself.
Once I upgrade the heavy truck to Lv.3 and enhance its full armor, I'll send this crappy plane to another world.
He exhaled a breath of stale air and opened the upgrade blueprints.
[Vehicle upgrade blueprint detected (Lv.2→Lv.3)]
【need:
Vehicle Lv.2 (Satisfied)
【Special Steel * 50 (0/50)】 (Two pieces of steel can be combined into one piece of special steel)
[Precision Electronic Components * 10]
[Upgrade Effect: Unlocks heavy chain gun (25mm caliber), increases vehicle armor to 100, and increases tonnage by 20%!]
What the hell!
Machine gun?
Yang Che's eyes widened. Lv.3 can unlock the heavy chain gun?
Wasn't I just being held up by a cannon?
wrong!
If the helicopter had a chain gun, he definitely wouldn't have been able to leave alive, and the other side wouldn't have used a spiked hammer to attack him.
A single machine gun shot would shatter even a heavy truck into pieces.
Yang Che was getting anxious and was eager to upgrade the vehicle.
He opened the regional channel and sent a message.
[Buying steel, price negotiable.]
Then I opened my private messages, found the previous chat history, and sent a message.
"Hey friend, do you have any steel left? We'll buy it in bulk!"
The other side responded quickly.
"I have steel, save me!"
"Location."
Yang Che thought for a moment and replied.
The game rules state that the vehicle owner is absolutely safe inside the vehicle.
The items will not be stolen, and the owner will not suffer any harm from the inside.
Therefore, he is not worried that bringing people over will lead to being stabbed in the back.
[GD-125 Highway, 98.50, 21.1]
Yang Che examined the map and found the coordinates not far behind him.
[Time remaining until the arrival of the eerie black mist: 27:29:23]
[Distance from the eerie black fog: Approximately 825 kilometers]
There is still plenty of time.
He turned the car around and started driving towards the coordinates.
Along the way, Yang Che saw many vehicles, none of which were traveling in a completely straight line.
Clearly, having escaped the initial predicament, the players' main task has now changed.
From escaping the pursuit of the eerie black fog to dodging zombies and searching for resource boxes as much as possible.
Players on the road showed strange expressions when they saw the heavy truck going the wrong way.
"What's wrong with this guy? He's going against the flow. Is he missing the warm embrace of the black mist?"
"Did you find a foot massage place and go there specifically to relax?"
"Who would open a post-apocalyptic foot massage parlor in a place like this?!"
"You haven't been watching the regional channels, have you?"
One player looked completely bewildered, opened the regional chat channel, and then saw a message.
Holy crap!!