Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

So should I choose to unlock the bioradar now, or upgrade the tank after gathering two secondary crystal cores.

After Lu Chen considered it, he decided to collect the second-level crystal core first.

Because unlocking a new level of the tank is imminent, the upgraded tank may usher in all-round improvements.

After making the decision, Lu Chen started the chariot and left the gas station. This time, the harvest was full of rewards.

Not only did he empty out an entire gas station, but he also unexpectedly harvested a secondary crystal core.

He really didn't expect to meet the second generation species in Qingyuan Town.

But no matter what happens, the tank's current combat effectiveness is more than enough to deal with the second-generation species.

As night fell, Lu Chen took Zhuang Yuan to a residential building where the water supply was still open.

The two of them took turns taking a shower.

With Zhuang Yuan on his radar, Lu Chen took his first real bath since the end of the world.

He didn't dare to leave the chariot to take a shower before, so he could only wipe himself casually with a towel.

But for Lu Chen, who can't tolerate any danger in his eyes, the risk of sending a chariot is too high.

I wonder if upgrading the tank can expand the space inside the vehicle, if it can make it the size of an RV.

It would be perfect to have food, clothing, housing and transportation in an indestructible tank.

After taking a shower, the two lay down on the seats.

It was only 8pm, the whole town was dark, and there was no one on the streets.

Lu Chen turned off the car lights, and the surroundings fell into darkness, and only the breathing of the two people could be heard.

Lu Chen turned his head to look at Zhuang Yuan, his face under the moonlight was as delicate as a jade sculpture.

His breathing was steady and calm, and he seemed to fall asleep quickly.

After watching for a while, Lu Chen turned his head and closed his eyes.

At the same time, Zhuang Yuan turned his head and glanced at him.

…

Early the next morning, Lu Chen, who danced a song "Dancing Youth", returned to the car, started the chariot and set off towards Nancheng.

The few zombies in Qingyuan Town can no longer meet Lu Chen's evolutionary requirements, and the next target is Nancheng.

Nancheng, the arena of major forces, also has zombies that evolve faster.

However, there will be more opportunities, and it is more suitable for upgrading tanks!

Cooperating with the fire charge with fuel management, the tank approached Nancheng after only half an hour of driving.

The increasing number of vehicles on the road also meant that they had entered the Nancheng area.

Occasionally, there would be one or two vehicles parked in the middle of the road. Lu Chen would not dodge and would rush straight into them.

In his eyes, these family cars now are similar to the inferior remote control cars he bought for 10 yuan when he was a child.

After driving for another 20 minutes, Lu Chen entered Nancheng City from the north.

A tall building unique to the city appeared in Lu Chen's eyes.

Broken glass, dirty bloodstains, dark walls left by burning.

These human creations became mottled after a few days without human cleaning.

The city streets were still in the same chaotic state as when Lu Chen left, but there were only a few zombies.

Lu Chen guessed that they might be hiding in buildings, or that they were killing each other, causing a sharp decrease in their numbers.

"Zi, Zhi." The car radio suddenly made a sound of electricity.

Someone is connected to the channel.

"Requesting assistance, requesting assistance, Wuhu Avenue, Red Star Market, please send someone to assist us."

"Zhi,zi"

After saying a few words, the voice stopped.

Lu Chen ignored him and drove in the opposite direction. Of course he would not save him.

This pointless risk is not worth taking.

After driving down two streets, the sound of a huge engine came from the distance.

Lu Chen judged from the sound that this was a modified vehicle.

After a while, more noisy sounds came.

Not a car, but a fleet!

In the apocalypse, instead of hiding in a shelter, you drive a large-displacement car through the city.

These people are definitely not ordinary people, and they most likely belong to a certain base force.

In a moment, a car turned the corner and bumped into Lu Chen.

Lu Chen didn't intend to hide. He wanted to see which survivor camp this convoy belonged to.

If it was Hongyuan Warehouse, they would be out of luck.

Three off-road vehicles appeared in sight one after another, the first of which was painted red.

The body is surrounded by steel plates with spikes, and the front of the car has also been reinforced.

The most noticeable thing is the heavy machine gun riding on the roof of the car.

A man with dyed red hair stood on the cargo box, arrogantly pushing a heavy machine gun and looking around.

The convoy also spotted Lu Chen and drove straight towards the chariot.

Lu Chen reduced the speed of the car and carefully observed the movements on the other side.

"Bad guy?" Zhuang Yuan asked.

Lu Chen shook his head, "In the last days, there are no distinctions between good and bad people, only interests."

Zhuang Yuan nodded and slowly tightened the recurve bow in his hand.

After the three vehicles approached, they circled around the chariot and honked their horns to provoke the chariot.

From time to time, he stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared.

Lu Chen saw that the opponent's car had blood-red skull spray paint and a waving flag.

"Angel of Death."

Although they are not Hongyuan Warehouse's fleet, this group of people are not good people either.

The "Angel of Death" stronghold does not have as rich material reserves as Hongyuan Warehouse.

So they would often send out convoys to search for supplies.

They regard the scattered survivor strongholds in the city as prey, and themselves are the hunters.

They are like nomads in the apocalypse, enjoying the slaughter of these survivors.

The three cars provoked each other for a long time, but seeing that Lu Chen didn't respond, their interest gradually decreased.

What’s prey if it doesn’t run away?

The car in front stopped, and a man with red hair got out of the car.

Wearing a nose ring on his nose, he resembles the Bull Demon King.

He took three shaking steps and walked to the chariot with an arrogant look.

As he approached, he deliberately bent down and looked at Zhuang Yuan, the co-pilot, a few times, his eyes dirty.

Before the end of the world, he was designated as the little leader of the Burial Love family.

He stretched out a hand to support Lu Chen's car window, and tapped on the car window with his index finger.

"Brother, let's talk."

Lu Chen slowly lowered the window. He had already used the supernatural space to search the whole body of this person.

There are no other weapons except clothes.

"Are you suffering from epilepsy?" Lu Chen said the first sentence.

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"Where's the snake?" Hongmao asked with a frown.

"I see you trembling when you walk, so I should take care of your body."

"What a tremble, that's called momentum, buddy." Hong Mao looked sideways at Lu Chen with disdain on his face.

"6." Lu Chen nodded and said, intending to play with these wanderers.

"The car has been modified well." Hongmao patted Lu Chen's car door.

After many upgrades, many devices have been added around the Porsche body.

Flame vents, jets, and conical steel plates are things that cannot be hidden by the hidden option.

Therefore, the modifications that the other party can see are not systematic, like random modifications.

"But your displacement shouldn't be very good. It's hard to run fast with so many things in it.

You also know what the world is like now, and the performance of your car is not enough.

Although it has been modified, it looks amateurish.

Why not join us and let the brothers take care of you. "

Hongmao smiled.