I give the world destruction and rebirth

"I want that car! I want that car!" As the leader of the predators, Kona was not distracted by the woman.

Because of his strong strength and certain prestige, Kona has been the person who has eaten the most in the past few years. Therefore, he has become the most rational and logical person in the Skull and Bones Party.

After many years of observation, Kona discovered a pattern. When survivors in the mines fall into hunger, they will gradually become irrational and crazy. The more hungry they are, the more serious the problem will be.

Even if these people got food afterwards, the symptoms only temporarily subsided, and overall they still became stupider than before, so Kona kept himself in a state of not being hungry, even if he had to eat a lot of disgusting food as a result s things.

But Kona has been worried that if days like this continue, there will always be a day when all the people in the mine are eaten. How can he prevent himself from becoming a madman by then? What about a fool?

And now, when the Beamon transport truck that didn't know where it came from appeared, Kona felt that it was the revelation given to him by the big storm, and that it was his key to the free world!

"Food! Women!" The other members of the Skull and Bones Party only focused on what they saw and what they envisioned in their minds. The thirteen years in the mine were like a nightmare that not only erased human civilization and history, but also erased of their humanity and past.

But as for Beamon, which was used in combat zones at that time, although the high-precision weapons on the vehicle were either damaged or dismantled, it was still a terrifying war beast, and the people in the vehicle had no intention of doing so. Sit back and wait for death.

Anthony quickly put aside the shock of the survivors on the surface and recorded the images of the two trucks with a camera, and then opened the weapons arsenal in the vehicle.

The brand-new rifles and old-fashioned individual rocket launchers that smelled of gun oil were seen again after more than ten years.

"If anyone doesn't know how to shoot, let me know in advance." Anthony distributed weapons to the members in the carriage one by one and joked that even a non-Night City person like Jesse would not be able to use a gun.

After so many years, these people's marksmanship has deteriorated, and they need some time to adapt again.

In a high-speed truck, shooting at another high-speed truck is definitely a test of marksmanship, especially in the environment of a Category 14 hurricane. This kind of shooting is more of a demonstration than killing the enemy.

M251s-Ajax is a very classic rifle and a mature product of military technology.

The engineers who designed it had no ambition to make any big innovations. They just wanted to design a durable and reliable weapon that could be used without months of training or high-end combat prosthetics. In the end, the engineers' vision came true. Before the Apocalypse, Their products have become the assault weapons of choice for soldiers around the world.

Although its muzzle speed can reach 765 meters per second, it still cannot challenge natural disasters such as major storms.

When everyone entered the shooting room and fixed themselves in the shooting position with safety belts, as the shooting hole opened, a wild storm rushed in instantly. From Anthony's personal experience, he could not even hear the sound of gunshots through the noise-canceling headphones. He couldn't hear, and he didn't know where his bullets went.

At least, after firing two magazines of bullets, he was pretty sure that he didn't hit a single shot. The bullets couldn't fly stably in the big storm. God knows where those bullets went.

Anthony unbuckled his seat belt and took out a recoilless rifle that could only be used in a small space from the shelf used to secure weapons. Strictly speaking, this thing was a 'new era' weapon developed by Valentino Shelter itself. , the earliest combat goal was to be used in shelter warfare.

Its shells use the most primitive touch fuze and have almost no electronic parts. Soldiers can carry it through the chaotic electromagnetic environment on the surface without worrying about the weapon not firing later.

Now, it's making its debut in a more noble place than it was originally designed to do - fighting against these predators.

Anthony was originally curious about how these people survived, but now he only cares about how to kill them.

puff!

A somewhat dull sound vibrated in the shooting room, and then an explosion occurred more than thirty meters to the side of the two trucks that had started to smoke after Beamon.

Kona saw the explosion and stepped on the accelerator more cautiously, praying to the storm that his car would not break down.

The fact that their cars even drive at all is a miracle of engineering. These cars have had minimal maintenance over the past decade or so, and even no maintenance at all in the last few years, which is where the vehicles are stored. Dryness prevented these classic cars from being abandoned on the spot.

Even so, only five of the nearly twenty vehicles were able to move when they came out, and only two of these five vehicles have persisted until now.

Just when Kona was angry because his men were not doing their job well, another car stopped halfway with a wail that was drowned in the storm.

Kona saw the idiots in the truck starting to bite each other in the cab. Their stomachs were ready to devour blood. After they couldn't get the intended prey, they impatiently set out to eat each other. Hit the companion next to him.

"Idiot! Waste! A starving ghost who never has enough to eat!" Kona raised his hand angrily and smashed the head of his co-pilot companion with a slap. He grabbed a large handful of flesh and blood from the wound with his sharp nails and stuffed it into his mouth. Allay the hunger and thirst in your heart.

"I will catch them! I will catch them!" Kona grabbed another unlucky guy from the back row: "You drive! Drive to the right, the closer to the prey, the better! If the car breaks down, you Just die! Do you understand?"

"Got it! Got it!" The ogre who was frightened by Kona seemed to turn into a harmless little white flower at that moment. He watched honestly as Kona smashed the car window with a punch and stood in front of him. on the machine cover.

The broken glass instantly pricked the driver's face under the impact of the storm, and one of his eyes was blinded. The gravel rolled up by the storm itself was like a whetstone stretching into the wound, but Kona The threat was in his ears, and even if the pain tortured his nerves, he did not dare to neglect anything.

Kona had all ten of his fingers dug into the chassis cover to stabilize his body. They were actually not facing headwind now, otherwise the car would have been doomed long ago, so Kona looked for opportunities in the storm, and he withstood the storms again and again. Finally, before the next wind and wave arrived, he suddenly jumped up, opened his arms in the air, used his tattered clothes as hang gliders, and hung himself behind Beamon's carriage by just a hair!