20: Chapter 20 The law of the jungle, looting Train No. 0112

Extreme humiliation and the piercing pain of broken legs made Wang Meng's muscles twitch uncontrollably.

His pride and joy were nothing more than a fart before this unfathomable man.

Driven by fear and despair, like a mad dog backed into a dead end, he shrieked hysterically at his terrified subordinates nearby.

"Are you all just standing there eating shit!"

"Go! Kill him! Hurry up and kill him for me!"

The sight of their boss being trampled under someone's foot like a dead dog, being violently ground into the dirt—this bloody scene was undoubtedly the final straw that crushed the psychological defenses of those sports school students.

Facing their boss's angry and desperate order, the remaining sports school students looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and had no choice but to bite the bullet, raising the machetes and steel pipes in their hands, preparing for one last desperate struggle.

However, what awaited this rabble was not a fierce hand-to-hand fight with Su Chen, but the terrifying firepower coverage that the train no. 0099 heavy armored train displayed to the entire wasteland world!

With a uniform "clatter" of mechanical sounds, the blast-proof shutters of the passenger carriages in the middle and rear sections of the armored train were pushed open from the inside simultaneously.

Inside the carriage, Liu Ruyan, with her big wavy hair draped loosely and exuding a mature and intellectual charm, stood heroically in the middle of the aisle.

This former gentle and delicate dance department counselor had now transformed into a cold and ruthless battlefield commander.

Her tight tactical suit outlined her explosive and rule-breaking devilish figure, especially that incredible grandeur on her chest, which trembled slightly with her capable and powerful gestures.

In front of the windows on both sides of Liu Ruyan, over a dozen ordinary logistics girls who usually only handled cleaning and inventory stood in neat rows.

Although there was still a hint of nervousness on their pure faces in the face of slaughter, their slender hands were firmly holding weapons full of mechanical violent beauty.

These were the [Black Iron-grade Repeating Hand Crossbows] that Su Chen had mass-produced on an assembly line using mountains of metal scrap and premium wood via [Omni-Modification] during his spare time in the past few days!

"Target the hostile crowd directly ahead, three-stage wave volley."

Liu Ruyan's magnetic, mature, and bossy voice echoed resonantly within the carriage.

"Fire!"

Following the order, "Swish, swish, swish—!"

In an instant, a dense, scalp-tingling sound of projectiles piercing the air merged into one.

Dozens of steel crossbow bolts shimmering with eerie green light, like deadly locusts flying across the night sky, poured out from the carriage!

The tips of these sharp crossbow bolts were all coated with high-concentration paralytic toxin extracted by Su Chen from the sap of [Bloodthirsty Venus Flytrap] vines.

This saturated firepower coverage with no blind spots was, for those sports school students who didn't even have a decent bulletproof vest, simply a unilateral massacre akin to a dimensional strike!

"Ah! My eyes!"

"Help! There's poison on the arrows, I can't feel my hands and feet!"

The few burly men who rushed to the front couldn't even get within ten meters of Su Chen before instantly being shot into hedgehogs bristling with feathered arrows.

The potent toxin surged rapidly into their hearts through their blood.

They couldn't even finish a complete scream before they fell to the ground one after another, twitching all over, vomiting blood mixed with green foam.

"This... this is impossible..."

Wang Meng, trampled under Su Chen's foot, was forced to tilt his head, watching helplessly as dozens of his brothers brought with him fell like harvested wheat in just over ten seconds.

On that face covered in dirt and blood, the original madness and brutality were finally completely replaced by an emotion called "despair."

His proud sports school brother battalion was simply a joke in front of the other party.

He hadn't even used that terrifying heavy shotgun, yet just relying on a group of delicate women he had previously looked down upon, they had been riddled with holes!

"Thump!"

"Stop shooting! We surrender! We surrender!"

Seeing their companions vomiting white foam and rolling their eyes, the remaining dozen or so sports school students completely collapsed.

They emitted terrified wails, and the steel pipes and machetes in their hands were thrown far away like hot potatoes.

"Bang, bang, bang," these burly men actually knelt on the ground without any dignity, kowtowing frantically in the direction of train no. 0099.

"Heroine, have mercy! It was all Brother Meng... no, it was all that bastard Wang Meng who forced us to do it!"

"We won't dare to do it again! Please give us the antidote!"

In the face of death, so-called brotherhood was cheaper than waste paper.

Looking at these burly men crying and lacking any backbone, Liu Ruyan standing in the carriage flashed a hint of disdain in her eyes.

She raised her fair arm and made a gesture to stop firing.

The logistics girls immediately put down the repeating hand crossbows in their hands in unison. Although they were a bit out of breath, every girl's eyes shone with excitement and pride.

They had done it!

They were no longer burdens who could only hide behind men and tremble; they could also use the weapons in their hands to defend this steel fortress that belonged to them!

On the wilderness, except for the faint groans of those who had been poisoned and fallen, it fell into a deathly silence.

Su Chen stepped on Wang Meng's face and slowly leaned down.

"It seems that this group of brothers you are so proud of isn't very willing to die for you."

Su Chen's voice was like a cold wind from the nine nether hells, carrying bone-chilling mockery.

"Su... Brother Su Chen... Grandpa Su!"

Wang Meng felt the boot stepping on his face continuously applying pressure, and his psychological defenses finally collapsed completely.

Cold sweat mixed with tears and snot gushed out frantically.

"I was wrong! I didn't recognize Mount Tai! I'm just a beast! I was blinded by greed!"

Wang Meng struggled to move his lips, begging in an extremely humble tone.

"Please, just let me go like a fart!"

"I still have quite a few basic supplies exchanged on the black market on my train, and ten boxes of military canned food! All for you!"

"I just beg you to spare my dog life!"

Listening to this plea like a stray dog, the corners of Su Chen's mouth curled into a cruel arc.

Let him go?

In this wasteland world where the weak are prey to the strong, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

If it weren't for his overwhelming strength today, not only would he have been torn to pieces, but the women on the train would have suffered an even worse fate.

"I don't need you to give me the things on your broken train; I'll go get them myself."

Su Chen's eyes held no pity.

He slowly raised the [explosive combustion iron staff] in his hand, which had gradually extinguished its flames due to the cessation of spiritual energy infusion.

Watching the iron staff raised high, Wang Meng's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips, and a shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire body.

"No! Don't! You can't kill me! I am the second place in the safe zone. If you kill me, the Heavenly Dao won't let you go!"

Wang Meng let out a desperate and shrill roar, trying to use the rules of the Heavenly Dao to save his life.

"Idiot, this hasn't been a safe zone for a long time."

Su Chen sneered.

Subsequently, the iron staff in his hand, carrying a sharp whistling sound, smashed fiercely onto Wang Meng's intact left knee like Mount Tai pressing down!

"Crack!!!"

Another bone-chilling sound of bones shattering.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Wang Meng let out a scream ten times more shrill than before, his whole body twisting and rolling on the ground like a fish out of water.

Both of his legs had been completely crippled by Su Chen in an extremely violent and bloody manner.

From now on, this once arrogant Sanda captain, this muscular man who had awakened an A-grade Berserk talent, could only linger on like a pile of mud on this crisis-ridden wasteland.

Su Chen didn't kill him directly.

Because on the wilderness filled with blood-colored mist, crippling a person's legs and letting him watch himself being torn apart and devoured bit by bit by the monsters coming for the smell of blood—this was the cruelest and most desperate punishment.

Su Chen put away the iron staff and wiped the blood from the sole of his boot on Wang Meng's clothes with disgust.

Then, he turned around, facing train no. 0099, cold light flashing in his deep eyes.

"Zhang Man! Chu Qingxue!"

Su Chen's highly penetrating voice echoed over the wilderness.

"Here!"

"Present!"

The two beauties immediately straightened their backs and responded loudly.

"Take everyone from the combat team and the logistics team, get off the train!"

Su Chen extended his slender finger and pointed at the Train No. 0112 green-skinned train parked on the siding.

"Plunder that train for me!"

"Whether it's food, drink, supplies, or metal scrap, don't leave me a single piece of iron sheet!"

"Most importantly, dig out the [Train Core] of that train for me intact!"

Su Chen's order was like a charge signal, instantly igniting the passion of all the girls on the train.

"Understood! Train Master!"

Accompanied by a deafening, charming shout, the door of train no. 0099 was completely pushed open.

Led by Chu Qingxue and Zhang Man, dozens of girls wearing uniform black tactical suits rushed off the train aggressively like a group of tigresses descending the mountain.

In this cruel apocalypse, kindness and weakness do not last long.

These dance students who once didn't even dare to step on a cockroach in college had undergone a rebirth under Su Chen's iron-blooded training and several baptisms of life and death.

They learned to use cold weapons to defend their right to survive, and they also learned how to plunder resources on this wasteland.

"Hurry up! Logistics team, come with me to the living carriage, move everything that can be eaten or drunk!"

Su Xiaoxiao pushed up her glasses, her shrewd big eyes shining with the light of a miser.

She held her little notebook in her hand, directing a group of girls as they rushed into the carriages of Train No. 0112 like wolves and tigers.

"Combat team sisters, confiscate all the weapons of these disgusting men!"

Zhang Man, carrying that blood-dripping fire axe, led a few girls and started searching the surrendered sports school students.

Whenever they encountered anyone who dared to resist or hide things, they would just kick them hard.

In this process, the sports school students could only hug their heads and squat on the ground, trembling, not even daring to look at these girls who they usually thought were delicate.

After all, the previous wave of terrifying poison arrow rain had completely scared the guts out of them.

In less than half an hour, Train No. 0112, which originally had some family assets, was looted by this group of girls like wolves and tigers until it was cleaner than a plate licked by a dog.

Except for the ten boxes of military canned food that Wang Meng was proud of, even the few broken cotton quilts and a few relatively clean clothes originally laid on their beds were unceremoniously stripped off by Su Xiaoxiao.

In Su Xiaoxiao's words, these fabrics could be taken back, washed with a water purifier, and used as mops.

"Train Master, found it!"

Just then, Chu Qingxue walked out of the driver's cab of Train No. 0112.

This cold school flower class monitor was holding a diamond-shaped metal crystal emitting a faint white light in her hands.

This was the heart of every train—[Primary Train Core].

Although it was only the most basic white board core, for Su Chen who possessed the [Omni-Modification] talent, this was definitely a great supplement!

Su Chen strode forward and took the core from Chu Qingxue's fair hands.

"Well done."

Su Chen nodded with satisfaction and gave the command directly in his mind.

"System, fuse this core with train no. 0099."

[Ding! Detected ownerless Primary Train Core!]

[Talent triggered, starting devouring and fusion...]

Accompanied by a faint sound of mechanical reorganization, the diamond-shaped crystal in Su Chen's hand instantly turned into a beam of white light and merged into the head of train no. 0099.

[Ding! Fusion successful!]

[Power system of train no. 0099 Primary Steam Armored Train has been strengthened! Top speed increased to 150km/h! Fuel consumption rate reduced by 10%!]

Feeling the more surging and violent power resonance coming from the train under his feet, the corners of Su Chen's mouth curled into an extremely comfortable smile.

This was the thrill of plundering.

The family assets others had painstakingly accumulated for seven days had all turned into stepping stones for him to climb upward at this moment.

"Everyone, get on the train."

Su Chen waved his hand and gave the final order.

The girls returned to the indestructible steel fortress that belonged to them, excited with their loaded spoils.

"Hiss—"

As the heavy armored train door slowly closed, the chimney of train no. 0099 spat out a thick stream of black steam, like a giant dragon waking up, emitting a deafening long whistle.

"Woo—!"

The huge obstacle clearer ruthlessly rammed open the abandoned truck blocking the way in front.

Amidst the rumbling mechanical roar, this black ghost loaded with supplies and stunning beauties ruthlessly crushed the cold rails and gradually disappeared into the vast blood-colored mist.

On the wilderness, only Wang Meng, who had been stripped down to his underwear, and his equally desperate subordinates were left behind.

"No... you can't go! You can't just leave like this!"

Wang Meng dragged his two broken legs, crawling frantically on the ground, his hands digging hard into the soil, his fingernails even curling backward.

His eyes were filled with endless regret and fear.

Because, with the departure of train no. 0099, that terrifying pressure like a demon god also dissipated.

And deep in the surrounding rolling mist, bursts of bone-chilling low roars had already begun to be heard.

"Roar..."

"Woo—"

Dozens of low-level Ghouls with eerie green eyes, as well as a few large mutant iron-armored dogs, were slowly approaching from all directions, following the strong smell of blood.

On this wilderness without any protection or weapons, only a most cruel and bloody unilateral feast awaited them.