Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

"The car broke down?" Yue Ji stood in front of the huge LCD screen and asked, pushing up her glasses.

On the screen were several surveillance images, with countless vehicles running wildly in the next few images.

In the first scene, Lu Chen's chariot stopped quietly in place, forming a sharp contrast.

The other experimenters shook their heads, confused.

"Turn it off." Yue Ji said.

She didn't really care about the childish games played by these men, but she was just curious about Lu Chen today so she took a look.

An experimenter was about to turn off the screen, but suddenly froze in place.

A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he muttered: "It's gone."

"What?"

"It's gone, the car in the video is gone!" the experimenter exclaimed.

"What!" Yue Ji looked at the screen again, and the other experimenters also stopped what they were doing.

The chariot that was parked quietly in the No. 1 surveillance screen just now has disappeared, leaving only two off-road vehicles slowly starting up.

A few seconds later, the chariot crossed the second surveillance screen like a meteor.

"How is that possible!" several experimenters shouted.

The distance between Monitor No. 1 and Monitor No. 2 is almost 500 meters. How could they cross in just a few seconds?

Soon, the tank appeared on the monitoring screen of No. 3 again, and the interval between the appearances of No. 4 and No. 5 became shorter and shorter.

"How is it possible? How can it still accelerate?" Some of the experimenters had looks of horror on their faces.

Several experimenters dug out the detailed data of the chariot, scratching their heads and thinking hard.

How can it be! How could this kind of modification be so fast?

Looking at Lu Chen on the screen who was about to catch up with the large army, Yue Ji's eyes flashed with light.

"Interesting, interesting."

In a small room in the refitted factory building, a closed-circuit TV in the corner was also playing surveillance footage. A group of people were sitting around under the TV, placing bets on the race.

Buy and leave!

"Grandma, come on, Lu Mao!" Lin Dachui looked at the TV, clenched his fists, and exerted all his strength, as if he was playing a somatosensory game.

There are a total of 12 screens on the TV, the main force is on the 7th screen, and the kamikaze is on the 8th screen.

Because motorcycles are lightweight and powerful, they are generally faster than cars, so Kamikaze's No. 7 team is always number one.

However, because the models are different, no one compares with them. Everyone mainly looks at the peloton.

In the large group, the leading car of Team 6 took the lead, followed closely by Iron Mask and Green Hair.

"Green-haired turtle, give it to me!"

"Iron Mask, come on!"

Everyone cheered for the team they had bet on. Everyone was very excited today and the game was full of suspense.

The first echelon disappeared from the surveillance screen No. 7 and entered the surveillance blind spot stage.

Everyone's hands were sweating. When the large army appeared on the surveillance screen on the 8th, the journey was almost over.

So the order that appears on the eighth screen is basically the ranking of this competition.

Everyone bets with hard currency such as tobacco and alcohol, so the outcome of the game is very important to them.

Lin Dachui pressed three packs of cigarettes to Lu Mao at once, because he had just upgraded the engine for Lu Mao yesterday and was full of confidence.

Everyone was concentrating on the surveillance screen No. 8, and it appeared! A car appears on the screen.

who is it?

Lin Dachui didn't recognize it at first glance. He squinted and took a closer look. Who was this?

How is this car somewhat familiar but not completely familiar?

After reacting for a moment, Lin Dachui's face was filled with shock.

"Fuck!"

At this time, everyone realized that the first one to appear on the monitoring screen of No. 8 was actually the lead car of the No. 3 team that started last!

"What! Where did he come from?"

"Damn it, the gods have descended to earth."

"Is the surveillance broken?"

The room was instantly shaken. Among the group of people, most of whom were auto mechanics, none of them thought highly of this car.

Lin Dachui looked at Lu Chen's chariot in the picture, his mind filled with thoughts of impossibility.

How could it be so fast? I had clearly scanned that car, and it was nothing special at all.

"Is there anyone to escort him?" Lin Dachui asked loudly.

If no one escrows him, there is still a chance of saving money on his cigarettes.

"I'm taking custody." A guy with a flat head in the corner raised his hand silently.

"damned!"

"Shit luck."

"Now you're going to be rich, my God."

Curses rang out in the room, and Brother Flathead instantly became the target of public criticism.

Lin Dachui slipped on the chair, sadness and annoyance welling up in his heart.

Three whole packs of cigarettes, blueberries, and shiitake mushrooms.

"Look what he is doing!" one person exclaimed.

I saw that the large force had arrived on the No. 9 surveillance screen, and Lu Chen, who could have left the other convoys far behind with overwhelming momentum, slowed down!

He always maintained one position faster than the leading car of the No. 4 team behind him, and the two cars remained relatively stationary.

When Lu Mao turned left, he turned left. When Lu Mao turned right, he also turned right. It seemed that he was on a par with Lu Mao.

Then everyone discovered that the skylight of Lu Chen's chariot was slowly opening.

What the hell is he up to?

On the high-speed chariot, Lu Chen took out several gadgets from the space.

"What is this?" Zhuang Yuan asked, looking at the small bags in Lu Chen's hand.

"Stupid bomb." Lu Chen laughed.

Zhuang Yuan, a good girl who has been a good girl since she was a child, must not know this, but this thing is a magical tool for naughty children.

"When you press it, it will explode and release a stink."

Lu Chen controlled the chariot at high speed with one hand, and pressed hard on those stinky bombs with the other hand.

Zhuang Yuan was speechless for a while. The man in front of him really had a changeable personality.

Lu Chen calculated the time and threw the fart bomb out of the skylight.

Don't even think about the exhaust fumes if you follow me, you'll give me the stinky fart!

Lu Mao drove his car and tried his best to kill Lu Chen, but he couldn't get past him.

Damn it, how can his car run so fast? I just changed the engine yesterday.

If it weren't for him, I would be number one today, damn it, damn it.

Huh? What is this? I saw several bulging bags flying quickly from Lu Chen's tank.

"Bang!" The small bag exploded as it approached them, and yellow-green liquid sprayed on the front window of the car.

Then a disgusting stench spread into Green Hair's nose.

"TMD, you bastard bomb, close the window!" Lu Mao, whose hair was so angry that it exploded, roared at his younger brother.

"I'll kill your mother! Lu Chen!"

After throwing the stink bomb, Lu Chen stepped on the accelerator with satisfaction, and the chariot instantly shook off Lu Mao's convoy.

Zhuang Yuan looked at Lu Chen and found it hard to imagine that he was the one responsible for throwing bombs at people and crushing giant zombies.

Team No. 7 led by Kamikaze drove at the front, and they could already see the fork in the road at the end.

Kamikaze glanced at the chronograph, and it was faster this time than before.

Because he was first every time, he could only compete with himself. Those bulky cars couldn't catch up with the motorcycles.

There's no way, that's how invincible it is

"Whoosh——"

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What thing passed me?