Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

No nonsense, he held his breath and aimed, three points and one line.

"Bang!" Glock spit out tongues of fire.

A young gangster fell to the ground with his lower body covered, letting out heart-rending screams.

"Hiss——" Lu Chen took a breath, it hurt so much, he hit the ball.

"I'm sorry." Lu Chen raised his hand to express his embarrassment.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In order not to be hit, Wang Gui and Huang Mao tried their best to hide behind the gangster, and the crowd gradually gathered together.

Huge panic filled their heads. Is this a demon? Is this man in front of me a fucking devil?

This is killing, this is killing.

Lu Chen raised his gun and shot at the huddled crowd with a calm expression, as if he was shooting at a human target.

In experiments, Glock can generally penetrate 2-3 simulated human targets, so the choice of hiding behind a companion is actually not correct.

When the 17 gunshots ended, Lu Chen stopped shooting, raised his pistol, and looked at his masterpiece with joy.

A thick mist of blood shrouded the heads of Wang Gui and his group.

Huang Mao regained his senses in panic, "He's out of bullets, rush! Kill him!"

After saying that, he pushed the younger brothers in front of him forward violently. The few younger brothers who survived had already lost their minds.

After receiving Huang Mao's order, he stumbled towards Lu Chen.

After walking a few steps, a boy at the front clearly saw a fire ax fall out of the man's long windbreaker, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The last string in the little brother's mind was broken, and the fear of death instantly overwhelmed him.

He fell to his knees and burst into tears. His level of grief was almost the same as that of Meng Jiangnu.

Lu Chen picked up the fire ax from the ground. It's the end of the world. It makes sense for me to carry an ax with me.

After he stood up, a bunch of things fell out of his windbreaker, including an electric baton, a boning knife, a bear trap, an electric toothbrush, and a roast duck.

Forehead

The younger brothers didn't dare to move forward when they saw this, and fell to their knees one by one, crying for their father and mother.

Lu Chen was speechless for a while. I didn't kill your mother. Why are you crying with me?

He stepped forward, the ax making a screeching sound on the ground.

"Brother, we were all forced and ordered by them."

"Please let us go."

"I didn't do anything, please let me go."

The younger brothers burst into tears and begged Lu Chen for forgiveness.

Lu Chen chuckled, it was just crocodile tears.

He didn't talk nonsense, he raised his ax and dropped it, leaving no one behind.

It doesn’t matter what difficulties you have, whether you were coerced by others, just die if you make a mistake.

After cutting the last boy in two, Lu Chen leaned the ax against his body and straightened his hair.

Then he took out a rag from his windbreaker and gently wiped the blood on his body.

Using an ax to chop down several people at once takes a lot of energy.

He looked at Wang Gui and Huang Mao, his eyes cold, lazy and even a little bored, as if the death of those people just now had nothing to do with him.

Devil, this is the real devil.

Wang Gui was trembling all over, his legs could no longer support his body.

Huang Mao is still unwilling to give up. He still has a lot of good life to enjoy and cannot fall here.

Taking advantage of Lu Chen's lack of action, he rushed into the compartment and grabbed the hostages inside.

Among them were Li Ranran who was tied up by Wu Hua Da and He Yitian who was dying. Huang Mao threw He Yitian to Wang Gui and strangled Li Ranran's neck tightly.

"Let us go! No, or I'll kill them."

Lu Chen curled his lips and said, "Kill them."

"Don't you believe it, I?"

An arrow broke through the window and penetrated Huang Mao's throat, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Huang Mao covered his throat with both hands and collapsed to the ground, dying.

When Wang Gui saw this scene, his hands trembled and he let go of He Yitian, who was dead.

He knew that no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. These people in front of him would not let him go.

The past life appeared before his eyes like a lantern, and an arrow penetrated his left and right temples, interrupting his thoughts.

"Whoosh, whoosh." Without stopping, arrows flew from the window one after another, hitting Wang Gui and Huang Mao in the heads one after another.

Lu Chen counted a total of sixteen arrows. Wang Gui and Huang Mao were shot by Zhuang Yuan on their heads.

"Hiss-", who told you to provoke her?

Although a bit cruel, it also shows Zhuang Yuan's transformation, which is a transformation that must be experienced in the last days.

After confirming that all the people at the scene were gone, Lu Chen waved to the window and motioned for Zhuang Yuan to come over.

He placed Zhuang Yuan in the opposite building in order to accurately kill the enemy while the other party was holding hostages.

After untying He Tiantian and his group, Zhuang Yuan also came to the second floor of the supermarket.

Xu Nanshan has woken up and seems to be fine, but it is hard to say what day it will be.

When untying him, Lu Chen found that his body was cold and his pulse was weak, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss.

Li Ranran was crying and treating the wound on his brain. Zhuang Yuan stood aside with a stoic expression showing no emotion.

Lu Chen went downstairs and returned to the chariot. He Tiantian probably wouldn't wake up. He was in no mood to watch this kind of separation.

He started the chariot and stood guard outside the supermarket to deal with the zombies attracted by the smell of blood in the supermarket.

Time passes gradually.

At the moment when the sun sets and day and night change, Li Ranran's cry comes from upstairs.

He Yitian died, Lu Chen guessed that although they only met once, the impression this boy had on him was quite good.

Lu Chen's heart trembled slightly. He was accustomed to death and rarely felt this way.

After having something for dinner, about half an hour later, Zhuang Yuan and the others carried He Tiantian's body downstairs.

They loaded He Yitian's body into the pickup truck. Xu Nanshan drove, Li Ranran was the co-driver, and Zhuang Yuan was in the back seat with He Yitian.

Lu Chen used the supernatural space to collect all the supplies in the warehouse. Because he had already used this skill in front of them, Lu Chen was not afraid of being exposed.

The stronghold of Ping An Supermarket can no longer be taken, they will move to another place.

Lu Chen followed them to a woods outside the town and buried He Tian.

There is a wooden board stuck on He Yitian's mound, with his name carved on it with a knife.

It's pretty good, brother, Lu Chen thought, there is still a tombstone in this end of the world.

Most people in the apocalypse should die without their whole bodies, and some may even have no scraps left.

Zhuang Yuan and the other three stood in front of He Yitian's grave for a long time. Li Ranran burst into tears and leaned on Xu Nanshan's shoulder. Xu Nanshan also looked sad.

Zhuang Yuan stood alone on the side with a cold expression, just like Lu Chen did when he saw her for the first time.

Li Ranran and Xu Nanshan entered the pickup truck first. Zhuang Yuan glanced solemnly at He Tiantian's tombstone, as if saying his final goodbyes.

Then she turned around and walked to Chase Lu's car, and Chen Lu lowered the window.

"Can I get in your car, Mr. Lu?"