Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

Yudan shook his head and waved his hands while taking several steps away from the chariot.

He just thought that Chase Lu was letting him try to drive it, but he didn't expect that Chen Lu would give him the car.

He has seen the terrifying strength of Lu Chen's chariots, and naturally knows how precious this chariot will be in the end of the world.

This is a tank more powerful than a superhuman. How can he drive it with just a soldier?

"stop!"

Seeing the fish eggs retreating further and further away, Lu Chen said.

Yudan stood there and did not dare to move. His expression was distorted and he said: "Boss, I really can't open it. I don't know how."

"Then who opened it just now?" Lu Chen felt funny in his heart when he looked at Yudan's tearless expression.

"No, no, I don't know who it is."

"Do you think I gave this car to you?" Lu Chen said seriously.

"I'm just letting you give it a try. If your combat performance is not good in the future, I will definitely replace you."

Yudan felt a little calmer after hearing what Lu Chen said.

"Come up!" Lu Chen pulled out the car key.

Yudan walked slowly to Lu Chen, and Lu Chen slapped the key into his hand.

"Don't betray my trust." Lu Chen stared into his eyes with determination.

Yudan's hand that took the key trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

He stared into Lu Chen's eyes, and after pondering for a long time, he spoke seriously.

"Um."

Thousands of thoughts turned into the word "um".

After a heavy sigh, a crystal tear fell from the corner of his eye.

This is the most important moment in his life so far.

Not only because of getting a top tank, but also because of this feeling of being trusted.

A person is willing to entrust you with the best things and trust you.

It is rare in peaceful times, let alone in the last days.

"Choose a name for this car." Lu Chen said.

Yudan wiped the tears from his face calmly.

"Boss, what are the names of your two cars?"

"Red flames and thunderstorms."

Yudan thought for a while and said, "Then let's call it 'Lightning'."

"Okay." Lu Chen readily agreed, turned around and registered Ji Dian's name in the system.

Fleet information

Chiyan (small tank): armor status: 92%, fuel reserve: 86%, registered personnel information: Lu Chen, Zhuang Yuan

Lightning (small tank): armor status: 92%, fuel reserve: 86%, registered personnel information: Lu Chen, Yudan

Thunderstorm (medium tank): Armor status: 100%, fuel reserve: 100%, registered personnel information: Lu Chen, Zhuang Yuan

After handing over the lightning, Chase Lu turned around and walked towards the base gate.

Just as he was about to deliver the fish eggs, Lu Chen interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Don't send me away, you can get in the car and play for a while to get familiar with it."

"good!"

Yudan rushed into Flash excitedly and began to fumble again.

He gently touched the shiny metallic steering wheel, like an old woman touching an ancestral agate ring.

After looking at it for a long time, he excitedly inserted the key, and the engine roared again.

The brightly lit Hongyuan Warehouse and the center of the base were transformed into a fighting arena.

Below are three survivors in ragged clothes hugging each other. Above the audience are the scientific research and combat personnel in the base.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The audience in the auditorium shouted at the top of their lungs.

The three people in the arena looked horrified and at a loss.

In the special VIP seat, Zhang Hongyuan sat in the center, holding a cup of blood-red something in his hand and sipping.

His cunning and cruel gaze shot out from the small eyes squeezed into the fat on his face.

The battle going on below was planned by him and was an exclusive program of Hongyuan Warehouse.

"Death Game!"

Only one person can survive in the entire arena, and the participants in the duel are carefully selected.

Amidst the shouts of everyone in the audience, a host wearing a clown suit stepped onto the high platform.

He held up the microphone and shouted loudly with an exaggerated expression.

"Welcome to tonight's game of death!"

After the host's opening remarks, the audience's shouts became louder and the waves came over and over again.

"Welcome our first group of contestants tonight - a happy family of three!"

Under the introduction of the host, the spotlight was focused on the three people in the arena.

"Who among them can survive to the end?"

“Everyone, please place your bets as soon as possible!”

"Be careful not to commit suicide in the game. Once someone commits suicide, everyone on the field will be sentenced to death."

The clown host introduced the rules on the high platform, and the audience in the auditorium placed wild bets.

After a few minutes, the host picked up three bone-breaking knives and threw them into the arena.

"Then now, let's hand over the stage to the lovely contestants, and the battle officially begins!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The crazy noises in the audience were drowned out for a while, and a family of three in the arena hugged each other and cried in despair.

The clown host returned to the VIP seat from the high platform and sat down at the table in front of Zhang Hongyuan.

"It's a good start." Zhang Hongyuan's voice sounded like a broken bellows.

"Thank you, father." The clown bowed his head and thanked him.

Zhang Hongyuan took a sip of the blood-red substance in the cup and watched the battle in the arena with great interest.

A family that originally loved each other and killed each other was his favorite drama.

Not long after watching, a heavily armed team member came to the VIP table and said a few words to the clown host.

The clown's expression changed drastically, he walked to Zhang Hongyuan and whispered.

"Father, a group of people came outside and said they had the whereabouts of the third brother."

"Huh?" Zhang Hongyuan was startled, and with a slight exertion, the wine glass in his hand shattered into powdery sand.

"Bring it in!"

Hongyuan Warehouse, meeting hall.

In the blood-red room, there is a long lacquered wood table.

The tall Zhang Hongyuan sat at the top of the long table, with his children sitting on both sides.

Under the long table, a group of people who were tied up with five flowers were kneeling. If you look carefully, they are Kamikaze and his party.

"Where's the second child?" Zhang Hongyuan said.

"Second sister hasn't come back tonight yet," the man in the suit said.

"Let her find someone and lose herself?" Zhang Hongyuan's voice showed signs of anger.

"Maybe there is progress at Wanda Plaza, and it's possible to stay overnight."

"If there is no progress, I will skin her!" Zhang Hongyuan said.

"Hehehe, the second sister and the third brother secretly ran away to a place to play." said the gothic girl at the table holding a bear.

"You guys!" Zhang Hongyuan slammed the table and looked at the Kamikaze group. "What's the news?"

His voice seemed to be very aggressive, shaking Kamikaze's internal organs.

The team members behind the kamikaze had already been frightened into confusion, with their heads lowered and trembling.

Kamikaze endured the pain and said calmly: "We know the whereabouts of the third son of your base."