Chapter 135: Cover
by Sunflower*Boom, boom, boom!*
On the street, flames blasted and a great fire burned.
Because there were too many zombies, Lu Xingchen and Qiu Long had taken their fight from the roadside into the shops. Both of them were surprisingly evolved-level metahumans. Lu Xingchen’s fire ability was truly powerful, but Qiu Long’s strange blood energy allowed him to fight harder and harder, with an extremely fast recovery speed. For a moment, they were locked in a stalemate.
“You can still recover?!”
Lu Xingchen’s face showed surprise, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. “Then I’ll just burn you to ashes and see…”
“Too much nonsense!”
*Bang!*
Qiu Long, like a ghostly blood shadow, arrived in an instant and threw a punch. Lu Xingchen blocked with both arms, then shot flames backward from his hands. “Reverse Thrust!”
“What a shitty name! You have to shout out every move. You’ve watched too much anime!”
“Hmph! Fire Fist!”
Lu Xingchen seemed completely immersed in his own world, entirely unaffected by Qiu Long. He threw a punch, spewing scorching flames, a pillar of fire as thick as a bucket shooting out.
“God · Fire of Annihilation!” = shooting fire from both hands.
“God · Flame Slash!” = shooting fire downwards with one hand.
“Flame Emperor!” = launching a large fireball.
Qiu Long was furious, a murderous urge rising within him. He had killed countless ruthless people along the way, but this young man in front of him, despite having little combat experience, possessed a terrifyingly strong ability and a damn love for chuunibyou-style shouting, which infuriated him.
*Clang, clang, clang!*
On the other side, Yellow Hair ran towards the convoy and hid behind an off-road vehicle. At this moment, a metahuman with insect-like hard-shelled limbs on his body, braving the bullets, led a group of thugs to provide support with their guns.
“Good timing, Da Yong! You take out that woman, and I’ll grab a beauty to keep you company in your car!” Yellow Hair saw the newcomer and immediately called out.
“Hehe! Alright!”
Da Yong was originally one of Zhou Lei’s men, the type who didn’t seem very bright. Hearing Yellow Hair’s words, he grinned, almost drooling. He pointed at KIKI in the direction of the distant train, his eyes shining.
“I want that one!”
“Get the fuck over there for me!” Yellow Hair turned and cursed while firing his gun.
“Alright, let’s kill ’em!”
After being yelled at, Da Yong shouted and immediately raised his hard insect-pincer shell to block his face, then charged out by stepping on a wrecked car.
*BANG!*
At that moment, a massive gunshot exploded.
Da Yong, who was standing on the roof of the car, had just jumped up, holding his hard insect-shell armor. Suddenly, his entire upper chest and head exploded. Flesh, organs, brain, and bone fragments splattered everywhere, and a thick spray of blood erupted into a bloody mist!
In an instant, only the lower half of his body remained, a section of his spine exposed, trembling grimly.
This scene left Yellow Hair and the group of thugs hiding under the car momentarily stunned.
“Holy crap, they have a sniper!!” Yellow Hair exclaimed in shock.
Inside Car 1 of the Infinity, Chen Sixuan held the A33K heavy anti-materiel sniper rifle, aimed out the window. Her face was pale, her eyes filled with a kind of suppressed anger.
For some reason, seeing the thugs continuously charging and the convoy allies being killed by zombies and bullets, Chen Sixuan felt an abnormal rage. Her own teammates were all fighting for their lives, yet she could do nothing. At that moment, seeing the sniper rifle, she didn’t know where she found the courage, but she picked up the heavy weapon, looked through the scope, released the safety, chambered a round, aimed, and fired—all in one smooth motion!
A direct hit!
Looking through the scope, she saw Da Yong’s upper body explode. She couldn’t help but tremble. Only now did she finally realize what she had done.
Her lips were dry, her eyes unfocused, her chest heaved with rapid breaths, and even her fingers couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
She had completely forgotten how her hands had been so steady when she fired just now…
It was like the small joy of gently placing a cherry in the middle of a cake during an afternoon of baking at home.
Shasha, who had run over, watched this scene with wide eyes, covering her small mouth and exclaiming, “Sister Chen?!”
Chen Sixuan’s ears were ringing. As she gradually recovered from the shock of killing someone, she turned to look at Shasha. “I… did I kill someone? Is he dead…???”
Shasha looked at the half-corpse on the car roof in the distance and said, dumbfounded, “Sister, he’s blown to pieces like that… it would probably be very difficult to save him…”
Lin Xian and KIKI, hearing the gunshot, also rushed onto the train, only to see Chen Sixuan holding the sniper rifle with a pale face.
“Lin Xian, I… I just wanted to help,” Chen Sixuan seemed to be explaining why she had fired.
Lin Xian was bewildered. “Teacher Chen, when did you learn how to use a sniper rifle?”
Lin Xian looked at the sniper rifle Chen Sixuan was holding. She was only a little taller than the 1.6-meter-long rifle. And Chen Sixuan was usually so gentle with things. How could she suddenly pick up a big sniper and blow someone’s head off?
“I learned from Shasha,” Chen Sixuan said nervously.
Hearing this, Shasha quickly waved her hands. “I… I only taught Sister Chen some basics. I haven’t even fired a single shot yet!”
“Wow, Sister Chen has this talent? So cool!” KIKI’s eyes lit up. Seeing Chen Sixuan holding the sniper rifle, she had a heroic and valiant air about her.
“You’re truly my goddess!”
Lin Xian was full of amazement. This apocalypse was truly messed up, forcing a quiet and gentle foreign language teacher to pick up a sniper rifle.
If Chen Sixuan had this talent, maybe he could tailor-make a set of sniper equipment for her later!
*Argh!!!*
Outside, the zombie tide was like a sea, quickly filling the tracks. Everyone fought as they retreated, starting to hide in their vehicles.
“What do we do now?”
Shu Qin had also fled back to her car. She took out her walkie-talkie. “Their leader seems to be still entangled with Lu Xingchen. There should be one more metahuman!”
“Where is the person who can drive the zombie tide?” Lin Xian picked up his walkie-talkie and asked the other convoys. “Has anyone seen them!”
Without a word, Shu Qin immediately had her team launch a drone to search.
At this moment, surrounded by the zombie tide, they were in a passive situation. If they could take out the instigator, everyone could immediately get some breathing room.
Hearing Lin Xian’s voice, Xu Jin shouted to Old Mo on the walkie-talkie, “The person who can control the zombie tide must be hiding in a car. Old Mo, can you find them?”
“I only see that Yellow Hair. I’ll take care of him first!” Old Mo’s voice also came through.
On the specially modified large truck, the vehicle was surrounded by zombies, but he didn’t seem to care. In the driver’s cabin, Old Mo, wearing a leather jacket, was constantly searching with binoculars. He then pressed the internal communication button: “Everyone, pay attention. That Yellow Hair just now was hiding behind that green off-road vehicle.”
“Saw it. There are a lot of people hiding there taking potshots. What’s the plan?” other members of the convoy responded.
“They have cover.”
“Too many zombies…”
“What a pain.”
“Why don’t we just hit them with a few shells?”
The atmosphere in Old Mo’s convoy was very lively. Everyone was talking at once, but they quickly reached a consensus.
“That makes sense!”
Old Mo thought this plan was excellent. He pressed a button, and then, on the roof of the large truck, several dark launch ports slowly rose, seemingly loaded with some kind of missile…
He then found a pair of reading glasses, put them on, and carefully set some parameters on the screen.
“Then let’s send them and their cover away together.”
After speaking, he pressed the launch button.
On the other side, Yellow Hair, hiding behind the car, clutched the wound in his abdomen. He and a group of thugs watched as the tide of zombies swarmed past, finally breathing a sigh of relief. “Damn it, Guo the Second is dead, and that simple-minded Da Yong is dead too. We’ve taken a big loss today. If we don’t get revenge for this…”
*Pat, pat.* Before he could finish muttering, a subordinate next to him suddenly tapped his shoulder.
“What?!”
The subordinate next to him didn’t speak, just pointed in a direction with a terrified expression.
Yellow Hair looked in that direction with an annoyed expression, and then he saw on the roof of the giant truck in the distance, some kind of black launch rack had risen.
“What the hell is that??”
*Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!*
In an instant, three missiles shot out from the launch rack. Their tail flames made a sharp turn in the air, and then they flew towards where Yellow Hair was hiding.
Yellow Hair was stunned for a moment, then his expression became strange. He muttered, “…Fuck!”
*BOOM!*
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