"Beep beep, beep beep beep!"
"Firepower attack detected rapidly approaching, expected to arrive in two seconds."
"Attack intensity is level 9."
"Suggested response... none."
The bald man hesitated slightly, his eyes catching sight of hundreds of shells tearing through the night sky in the rearview mirror, a flicker of horror crossing his eyes. Without any hesitation, he instantly activated the "Wealthy Energy Shield" and pushed the control lever fiercely!
Preparing to flee quickly from this place!
After quickly scanning the Target Detection Radar, he couldn’t help but curse under his breath.
Damn it!
He couldn’t even see the enemy on the Target Detection Radar screen, didn’t know who to counterattack.
The next mont—
"Boom boom!"
Hundreds of shells had already landed on the "Wealthy Energy Shield" outside the train. An 8-level Energy Shield can withstand part of a level 9 attack, but only a part, as holes quickly appeared in the shield.
The shells penetrated the Energy Shield, heavily striking the train’s level 3 armor.
Almost instantly.
Inside the train cabin, the bald man felt a violent shake, his eyes filled with fear yet he burst into a grin of survival relief, glad they held out for now, planning to escape from here, and once he finds out who...
However.
He suddenly saw in the rearview mirror, hundreds more shells coming at him again!
A trace of despair slowly surfacing in his eyes.
He seed... destined to die.
Then he stared venomously at the "Self-Destruction" button, full of resentnt. Even if he is dying, he won’t let anyone take the resources from his train!
Just then, a forced private chat ca across his Train Radio screen.
It’s from the Constant Star Train.
"Quickly plead for rcy, spare your life."
In an instant!
The bald man snapped into action, clutching at the last straw for life, grabbing the intercom and yelling frantically: "Bro..."
However, just uttering one word, like teors, shells streaked across the night sky, completely enveloping the front of the level 9 train.
The na of the level 9 chanical Train, "Unique," slowly dimd and faded from the lists.
The bald man, deceased!
This is the first level 9 train to be annihilated in the "Zombie Basin" these days.
...
In the night.
The Constant Star Train gradually stopped beside the flaming front of the level 9 train, as the door of the 7th Guard Carriage opened, mbers of Team One, Team Two, and Team Three stread in, quickly splitting into several groups to control the slaves of this train, eliminate the living forces, and collect materials.
Ten minutes later.
"..."
Chen Mang stepped down from the train into the damaged and ruined cabin of the "Unique" train, crouched down, and looked at the bald man with eyes full of despair, dead without closing his eyes, and softly spoke.
"I already told you to plead for rcy quickly to spare your life."
"Why weren’t you fast enough?"
Inside the train cabin, it was severely damaged, all covered in scorched black, the man’s lower half nowhere to be seen.
Only the broken upper half like autumn leaves, fallen in the cabin.
Then he stood up, looked calmly at Biaozi who ca to report.
"Kill all thugs and managent level personnel."
"The remaining residents, escort them to the Constant Star Train, check them one by one after the disaster."
"Yes!"
After finishing all this.
Chen Mang stepped off the train, leaning on a cane, looking up at the distant bright moon on the wasteland, surrounded by smoke mixed with a little roasted at scent, he liked this sll.
Tonight is very bright.
He had already given up planning for most people to survive the crisis from the "Zombie Volcano," so of whom were not worth saving.
Especially those wanting to sell him copper ore.
He’s using the copper ore to save lives, yet you’re charging a fee, then please keep your copper ore and see if your yellow and blue graded weapons can break the defense of level 9 zombies.
He was already prepared for the worst.
The Constant Star Train, along with the train head, had a total of 16 carriages, and the cost to upgrade all carriages to level 9 armor was 8 million.
But—
If the situation indeed beca dire.
He would abandon part of the carriages, like ditching 10 carriages, only keeping 1 train head and 5 carriages, thus upgrading to level 9 armor would only require 3 million units of iron ore, going even more extre.
Only keeping one carriage, all belongings and people moving into a refrigerator.
Just that, many things accumulated over the days would have to be discarded.
Such as the red-grade accessory "Earth-Burst Missile," the 10 Doomsday Cannons, the "40-tube Sakura Fall Rocket Cannon," and those carriages with level 8 armor, etc.
He’s rely trying to minimize the loss.
Yet so always think they have him cornered.
Soon—
Half an hour later.
Old Pig jogged over to start reporting: "Master Mang, all materials have been fully inventoried."
"All are here."
Chen Mang took the list handed by Old Pig, glanced over, then chuckled: "Indeed a level 9 train, still has solid foundations; no wonder it’s so tough, has tough capital indeed."
At the mont the attack was launched.
He was worried about only one thing.
If the opponent pressed the "Self-Destruction" button, he would end up empty-handed, and even lose a lot of copper ore needlessly, so he gave the opponent a glimr of hope at the last mont.
When drowning, even just seeing a straw, one would frantically cling to it.
Sure enough.
He heard a miserable "Bro..." in the Train Radio, just a single word, before it went silent, as shells rained down.
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