Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Chapter 375 - 324: Missing Stability in the Five Elements (Happy Holiday, Grown-Ups)

Lu Yubo saw Su Xiaoya walking over, her expression strange as she approached the crowd, she sneaked up to Zheng Xinyu and whispered, "Sister-in-law, why is Brother Su so attentive to Su Xiaoya?"

Zheng Xinyu pursed her lips and gave Lu Yubo a sideways glance, somewhat displeased, "A grown man, such gossip!"

She certainly knew why Zhang Su cared about Su Xiaoya, it was simply because of his ex-girlfriend Su Lei, but his demands were also quite normal.

Tan Huajun’s daughter Mo Qianlan was a living example, in this world, one must possess the ability to protect oneself, whether facing zombies or humans!

"Ahem." Lu Yubo looked a bit awkward and changed the subject, "I wonder if she’ll shoot inaccurately?"

However, things didn’t turn out as badly as he imagined.

In Su Xiaoya’s mind, many thoughts flashed like a drawing; her gaze gradually transformed from panic to determination. Following the instructions taught by Zhang Su, she pushed in the magazine, flipped the safety, pulled the bolt, aimed, and squeezed the trigger.

Though her actions were immature and clumsy, they were systematic!

Bang bang!

Zhao Dezhu maintained the firearms excellently, barely encountering any jamming issues; the recoil bumped Su Xiaoya’s shoulder, her slight body trembling in the cold wind, the bullet accompanied by the fleeting muzzle flash, shot out precisely on the man’s head.

Thud thud.

There was no surprise, the man on the ground swiftly departed in a coma, quite fortunate among the group, at least spared from enduring the fear before death, yet everything originated from their own making!

The scene fell silent, Su Xiaoya looked at the man before her lying in a pool of blood, her heart mixed with emotions, tears flowed unknowingly, she sniffed firmly, turned around to see Zhang Su already standing behind her.

"Well done!"

Zhang Su took the gun from Su Xiaoya’s hand, and said, "Facing incoming enemies, there’s no need to be merciful; who you were before doesn’t matter, what matters is what kind of person you’ll become in the future. Today’s performance was great, giving you an A, tonight, you’ll be rewarded with a double portion of dinner."

After speaking, he patted Su Xiaoya’s head, then turned and tossed the rifle to Zhao Dezhu.

Moments earlier, he was extremely serious; now, he turned into a warmhearted big brother. Su Xiaoya found this person in front of her more terrifying and adorable than Lei Youliang...

"Not bad, the little girl didn’t let you down."

Zheng Xinyu walked to Zhang Su’s side, nudged his chest with her elbow and spoke like a good buddy.

Zhang Su shrugged, and said, "After all, we’ve lived in the apocalypse for several months, we should be mentally prepared. Let’s go, continue working!"

"Brother Su, earlier I found a place in Bridge Town where zombies were trapped; took a good look for quite some time, but didn’t spot any Venom Zombies, seems those things are really rare!"

After solving the matter, Qi Xiaoshuai reported the previous information to Zhang Su.

Zhang Su stood at the Camry’s rear, holding two warm raccoon skins, smacking his lips, he said, "Just like Xin Qi said, the fertilizer plant didn’t have many people on duty, encountering one Venom Zombie was already quite fortunate, it cost the lives of three brothers from Bridge Town to get it; if our luck was bad at the time, probably one more from us would’ve been lost!"

Recalling the scene of encountering Venom Zombies was chilling, it’s good to be forewarned, but fearing it hiding in a pile of ordinary zombies, suddenly striking, no one could handle it!

"Actually... can’t be entirely sure the Venom Zombie came from the fertilizer plant, right? Or should we just head to the fertilizer plant and check it out?"

Lu Yubo suggested.

Zhang Su thought for a moment, nodded and said, "We must go, but not today; after returning, let’s ask Xin Qi about the specific location of the fertilizer plant, talk tomorrow, for today let’s first move the tank back, matters here shouldn’t be delayed."

The Venom Liquid is incredibly precious, and the Type 99 tank can’t be compromised.

"Brother, this thing is really good, after processing the raccoon skin, we won’t have problems keeping warm on the road, haha, didn’t expect this thing to be so comfortable, no wonder those young ladies enjoy it, I’ve got to choose a good one for Qingqing, heh heh."

Zhao Dezhu cheerfully picked out raccoon skins from the trunk.

"You damn, Zhuzi, are you a wife slave..."

Zhang Su didn’t stop him; there were fifty raccoon skins altogether, the camp couldn’t manage one per person, but every core member surely gets one.

The group packed up most of the remaining items from the barracks warehouse, then began loading zombie bodies onto the vehicles; there were three more cars, but since they hadn’t anticipated capturing vehicles, drivers were limited, plus Zhang Su needed to drive the tank, they could only drive away two, it was like forcing ducks onto a shelf, having Su Xiaoya sit on one car to help control direction, or else they’d have to leave another car behind.

By afternoon, the sound of tank tracks grinding the road echoed from the barracks, the massive steel beast drove out from the south gate, vehicles flanked it back and front, the majestic convoy headed toward Celestial Horse Island.

On the way back, the convoy moved majestically. In the past, if a 99 tank rolled onto the provincial road, it would definitely make headlines in our area, and locals would line up to watch from afar for kilometers. But now, it’s dead silent, with no sign of humans within a radius of tens of kilometers.

The tanks rumbled on the highway, fully displaying their domineering presence, but the drivers were not so relaxed.

Even after the apocalypse, Zhang Su never experienced mileage anxiety while driving, but now he did. Watching the fuel gauge needle drop visibly was nerve-wracking.

Gasoline is easy to handle; you can find plenty of scrapped vehicles in any village. Even if the octane rating is not up to par, it’s not a big deal. It won’t be scarce until it ages significantly, but diesel is much harder to come by, especially during the northern winter...

"Don’t block the road, I’m moving at this pace. Damn, the fuel’s dropping too fast, breaking down on the road would be a real pain!"

Zhang Su informed everyone over the intercom.

Soon, the cars in front of the tank accelerated away, leaving him plenty of room.

However, the issue was more than just running out of fuel. The noise of the tanks quickly attracted scattered zombies from the surrounding fields.

These zombies seemed not to have evolved any ability to sense the human presence, they didn’t join the main group, and instead wandered alone in the fields. Finally hearing the commotion, they gleefully ran toward the road.

Zhang Su, with limited visibility, didn’t know zombies were approaching. But he was puzzled to see vehicles behind him overtaking him on both sides.

"This bunch is too impatient, damn,"

The maximum speed of the 99 tank can reach around sixty kilometers per hour, but driving at this speed consumes more fuel, so Zhang Su had to lower the speed for more efficient driving.

Zombies indeed run faster than before, but catching up to a normal-speed car is impossible. However, they can catch up to a tank moving at speeds between twenty and twenty-five kilometers.

Bang bang, bang bang!

As Zhang Su watched his companion vehicles go farther away, he suddenly felt something hitting the tank armor. His heart skipped, and he immediately understood why those guys sped up.

"Damn it, you guys didn’t tell me zombies were coming!"

While Zhang Su cursed nonstop, he was actually quite pleased. It was his first time driving a vehicle unafraid of zombie attacks.

"Come on, dare to bang on my tank, dare to block the road, and I’ll crush you!"

As he spoke, zombies appeared on both sides of the road and charged straight at the tank.

Thump thump, crunch, crunch...

The poor zombies were utterly unable to impede the tank, not even as much as a rock. The tank’s speed didn’t drop when it collided with them, and it rolled over them like flat ground, leaving a heap of mangled flesh and shattered remains caught in the tracks, which felt instantly satisfying.

"Haha, this thing is just too fun!"

Zhang Su felt the tracks crushing the zombies, the explosive sounds thrilling his nerves, just amazingly satisfying.

Finally fulfilling a desire he had since the disaster first erupted—if only he had this thing to drive out from the city center, it would have been effortlessly easy, assuming enough fuel.

Bang bang bang, crunch crunch...

Slowly advancing, the surrounded zombies were gradually getting crushed.

"Bro, these tanks are awe-inspiring, the Cyan Dragon Corps are truly legendary. It’s hard to believe they could still get overwhelmed by zombies with these beasts!"

Zhao Dezhu watched Zhang Su’s tank crushing zombies through the rearview mirror, his heart pounding, and picked up the intercom to speak to him.

"The Cyan Dragon Corps’ problem is internal, not related to weapons or anything. I mean, Zhuzi, focus on driving... Oh, come on!"

Zhang Su was replying to Zhao Dezhu, hadn’t finished giving his advice, when he saw his vehicle veer to the side and crash into the field. Luckily, this section’s difference with the adjacent field wasn’t too big, Zhao’s car stumbled a bit but managed to keep going...

"All because of talking with you, damn, I bumped myself dead! No more, no more."

Zhao Dezhu’s embarrassed voice came from the intercom. Everyone in the cars could hear, except for Su Xiaoya who didn’t know him well, everyone else was biting back smiles.

"Damn it, is this guy just inherently unstable?"

Zhang Su sighed and shook his head, no longer caring about Zhao Dezhu driving in the fields. Focusing on a distant landmark, he silently calculated the distance and felt confident enough fuel remained to reach Celestial Horse Island, so he sped up to thirty-five, eager to leave the zombies behind.