Chapter 241 Thunder strikes from the sky

Chapter 241 Thunder strikes from the sky

If the purpose of not letting the perfect human plan succeed, Fu Qinghai should kill all the zombies from "I Am Legend" and "Army of the Living Dead" instead of letting the zombie leader and his princess survive.

But Fu Qinghai didn't do this.

How could he kill an entire planet of zombies?

If you let one zombie go, you let all the zombies go. These two urban ruins are not necessarily the only zombie nests. If he wants to disrupt the situation of perfect human beings, he has to start from other aspects. It is obviously not possible to cut with one knife. If he wants to completely eliminate a virus, he cannot rely on this stupid method. He needs to use some technological means, serum, and vaccine. , or... an extermination order.

Fu Qinghai thought silently.

The Leman Rust tank was driving on a highway that was broken into several sections. If a strong wind hadn't blown away the dust covering it, revealing a faint asphalt road, it would have been impossible to tell that this was once a highway. .

The roadbed has settled, the road surface is tilted, and some faults are even more than one meter wide, but Fu Qinghai still chooses to take this road. It is not just a matter of direction. At least the hardness of the road surface is stronger than that of pure sand, which saves engine power.

In the field of vision of the periscope, sporadic vehicle wreckage gradually appeared on the highway, with only a blackened and rusty frame left. Seeing this, Fu Qinghai stopped searching for fuel.

There was no need to turn or dodge. The nearly four-and-a-half-meter-tall Leman Russ tank ran over directly. The wreckage of the vehicle instantly collapsed and was flattened, failing to cause the heavy steel behemoth to move at all.

Cars only need bulldozers, tanks can be crushed directly.

In the carriage, Fu Qinghai was teaching three women how to operate various equipment and weapons on the tank.

Originally, with the number of crew members on the Leman Rust tank, Fu Qinghai and Qing Ming were barely able to operate it, and could not fully utilize the full power of this armored tank. Now it happened that Chen Xinlu and three people could carry it out. Group training for vehicle crew members.

The shrunken Green Shell Power Armor is driving the tank "alone" while Fu Qinghai explains the operation of the side-mounted weapon station to three women:

"This is a double-barreled heavy flamethrower, a very simple close-range flamethrower weapon. The firing hole is here and the trigger is here."

Fu Qinghai said to Li Xingxian:

"You are responsible for this side mounting position."

"OK."

Li Xingxian lifted his hood and tapped his chin. Below was a face as delicate as porcelain, which looked like those beautiful cosplay films at comic exhibitions that had been carefully made up and heavily Photoshopped.

This was the first time that Fu Qinghai had seen a real person look like this. She was beautiful, but at 1.58 meters tall, she was too petite and not Fu Qinghai's cup of tea.

"This is a twin-linked heavy explosive round. It has a longer range than the heavy flamethrower, so it has a simple sight and crosshair. The trigger is here and the magazine is here."

Fu Qinghai said to Chen Xinlu:

"You are responsible for this side mounting position."

"Okay, Qingshan."

Chen Xinlu nodded and sat down where she belonged.

"Jiang Yixia, let me teach you how to load cannonballs."

Fu Qinghai said to She-Hulk.

"okay!"

Jiang Yixia agreed wholeheartedly.

The Leman Rust tank does not have an automatic loader, and the shells of the 200mm caliber battle cannon are really not something that ordinary women can carry. In the previous life on Earth, these were the calibers of self-propelled artillery and coastal defense artillery.

She-Hulk is famous for her strength. Before Fu Qinghai went through the quadruple enhancement, even with the increase in the electronic muscle fiber bundles of the power suit, he was still not as powerful as the Wonderful Youthful Hulk.

Jiang Yixia can easily move the cannonballs without transforming.

The crew members were already in place, and Fu Qinghai finally set up a simple temporary tank squad. At this time, he felt that an armored fighting vehicle was incomplete without a number.

So Fu Qinghai took out a spray paint can, leaned half out of the circular hatch at the top of the turret, and scrawled a few large characters on the shell on the side of the turret:

My Little Pony.

"There are two mages among our crew members."

Fu Qinghai explained seriously:

"It's the magic of friendship."

Chen Xinlu twitched the corner of his mouth and was speechless.

Li Xingxian put one hand on his forehead and was speechless.

You women don't have a single humor germ.

Fu Qinghai turned around and thought to himself.

In those days without Ron and Upton, only old man Hu Xian would cooperate with Fu Qinghai's occasional neurosis.

My master, where are you?

Fu Qinghai's eyes drifted away with his thoughts.

Forget it, you are a Level 7 reincarnator. Do you need to worry about it? Just worry about yourself. Fu Qinghai, a Level 4 loser.

Shaking his head and no longer thinking anymore, Fu Qinghai calmed down and ordered Jiang Yixia:

"You go and sit in the driver's seat, I want to go out and take a look."

Jiang Yixia's eyes were fixed on the periscope of the gunner's position, and he was looking around happily. When he heard this, he said in surprise:

"But you didn't teach me how to drive?"

"Hold the steering wheel and press the accelerator to the bottom."

Fu Qinghai completed the integration with the Blue Shell power armor, opened the side hatch and jumped out of the tank. The tank dragging the armored vehicle was still rumbling forward, but the speed was alarmingly slow.

The multi-fuel engine is very good, not only the Leman Russ main battle tank is equipped with it, but also the Emperor's Baneblade super heavy tank.

However, there are also many tanks that choose nuclear plasma generators or adaptive thermal combustion reactors. The maintenance difficulty and logistics requirements of both are much higher than those of multi-fuel engines.

But they are more powerful and faster.

Matches armored units that need to move quickly.

Multi-fuel engines are simply too slow.

The Leman Rust tank towing a Trojan logistics vehicle can only run 40km/h on the road, and the off-road speed is even less than 19km/h.

Jiang Yixia took over the driver's position, and Fu Qinghai climbed onto the roof of the armored vehicle being towed behind, opened the top hatch, took out the flight backpack, and replaced it with the industrial backpack.

"Boom--"

The huge circular turbofan sprayed out strong airflow, and the blazing white plasma flames washed the roof of the car. Fu Qinghai bent his knees and stared, instantly flying into the sky and flying high into the sky.

He couldn't stand the tank's slow speed anymore.

He wanted to go to a distance first to see if the direction given to him by the zombie leader was correct. If this stupid blind zombie dared to fool him, he would immediately ask Chen Xinlu to open the door and go back and chop off his head.

Fu Qinghai rose to an altitude of three thousand meters, flying parallel to the ground. Just when he raised his eyes, he saw an endless wall of dust storms, rolling in and blocking his way.

I go! ?

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened in an instant.

Is this a hurricane or a typhoon?

In the distance, there are dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and lead-gray sand and dust rushing in like thousands of troops. Accompanied by winding and shining thunderstorms, and cyclones like several tornadoes, the gravel on the ground is constantly rolled up, Rotating and sucking into the sky, cumulonimbus clouds and sandstorms mixed together, blocking all sight. Only the light of lightning dimly lit up in the sand and dust.

Fu Qinghai dived down without saying a word.

Fu Qinghai is not afraid of thunderstorms and lightning, but the surging wall of air in the distance is visually estimated to be at least level 17 winds, accompanied by sand dust and heavy rain. Fu Qinghai's flight backpack cannot withstand it and will be destroyed in minutes. Throw it to the sky.

The climate and environment of the earth that has experienced the baptism of nuclear war have changed drastically. I don't know if we can still use the original standards to measure the current natural disasters. Judging from the degree of drought in the ruins of the city, Fu Qinghai always thought that this was an inland area, but The super typhoon that appeared in front of him refreshed his knowledge.

Fu Qinghai dived headlong towards the surface, and when he was about to hit the ground, a beautiful kite turned over and folded its wings, turned off his backpack and landed on his feet.

The storm on the far side has not yet approached, but the manic whirlwind has arrived first, and the sky gradually darkens. Big raindrops continue to fall on the ground, splashing dust, and sporadic sand and gravel begin to hit the tank shell, blowing out " The sound of "呑拉" and the rumble of thunder came from far to near.

The rainwater gathered into a trickle and trickled down the armor. Fu Qinghai took off his backpack, shrunk in size, opened the hatch and got into the tank.

A burst of moisture and cold wind rushed in, making the three women in the car stunned. Fu Qinghai took off his armor and said:

"Immediately turn off all electronic instruments, sights, vehicle communications, auspicious arrays..."

Fu Qinghai paused:

"The storm is coming."

…

Chen Xinlu was about to operate the equipment when Fu Qinghai held her shoulders down:

"Open a dimensional door big enough for a tank to pass through, and let's get out of here."

Chen Xinlu nodded, moved his eyes to the periscope, and saw the scene in front of the tank. The hanging ring was put on his slender white fingers, and he commanded the dance to make rapid circles. A golden-red rotating fire ring lit up in front of the tank, and passed by. The rotation is getting bigger and bigger, and it will soon expand to cover the entire tank...

"Snapped!!!"

In the sky, a blazing white lightning with a width of three meters suddenly struck down, instantly forming a curved pattern in the air, and hit Leman Rustank hard.

White thunderbolts scattered in all directions disrupted the expanding dimensional gate, and a burst of white discharge-like fine lines spread along the metal body of the car. Chen Xinlu was shocked by the electric shock, and his whole body trembled. Along with the backlash of the interrupted spell casting, the corner of his mouth A trace of blood spilled out, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Xiaolu!"

The two women exclaimed.

Fu Qinghai was also stunned!

What the fuck...

The probability of a tank being struck by lightning is so small! ?

Is this a divine punishment or a tribulation?

Although most of the current was directed to the earth along the rain and the car body, the part of the current flowing through the car body still made everyone in the car tremble. Fortunately, Fu Qinghai turned off the electronic equipment in advance, so no greater loss and damage was caused.

Fu Qinghai and Li Xingxian quickly helped Chen Xinlu up and asked the sluggish woman to lean aside. Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand to open Chen Xinlu's half-closed eyelids to see if her pupils had dilated, and asked:

"Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay..."

Chen Xin's face was as white as paper and he said weakly.

"Hulala-"

At this point, the storm completely swallowed up the chariot.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The sand and gravel rolled up by the typhoon hit the tank armor, making a dense noise, and heavy rain poured down the observation window and shooting hole. Fu Qinghai looked closer to the periscope and happened to see the wreckage of a car in front of him. The whirlwind picked up, flew into the air and crashed to the ground, rolling like a piece of bad newspaper.

"We won't be blown away by the wind."

Jiang Yixia, who was sitting in the gunner's seat, also saw this scene and couldn't help asking worriedly.

Then we will become flying Leman Russ.

Fu Qinghai thought to himself and comforted him:

"Don't worry, the total weight of the Leman Russ tank is close to seventy tons, and there is a thirty-ton Trojan logistics vehicle hanging on the back. We will not be swept away so easily."

Having said that, Fu Qinghai still secretly blamed the technical priests of Mars: Why did the damn oil man build the tank so high when he had nothing to do!

The four-and-a-half-meter behemoth is the commanding height of the entire plain.

Fu Qinghai gave up the plan to turn the tank around at the beginning. The moving speed was too slow and could not keep up with the speed of the storm. He wanted to use the dimensional door to leave, but was struck by lightning again...

What a bad luck.

Pirates in ancient times said that women should not be brought on board ships because their luck would be bad. It seems that the same is true for tanks.

Fu Qinghai speculated maliciously.

He sat down on the driver's seat, and without stopping, he quickly and continuously shifted gears, refueled, and stabilized the direction. Amidst the rumbling sound, the tank once again accelerated and moved forward.

"Qingshan, do we still want to go forward?"

Jiang Yixia asked in surprise.

Fu Qinghai looked calm and said:

"The storm is moving behind us. We can't go backwards, we can only continue forward. Moving in the opposite direction can leave the scope of the storm faster."

Fu Qinghai picked up the tank commander's big-brimmed hat and buckled it on his head. He held the steering wheel with both hands and controlled the steel behemoth. The two tracks kept switching and rotating at different speeds, twisting left and right in the crazy storm. Like a burly man dancing ballet on a tightrope, he narrowly avoided several twisting tornadoes.

The direction of the cyclone and wind inside the storm is unpredictable. Sometimes it blows on the front of the tank, causing the tank's speed to stagnate. At other times, it pushes behind the tank, causing the tank to move forward slightly. Fortunately, the tank is still driving at a high speed. On the highway, there was never a scene where the entire vehicle was blown away by the typhoon.

Outside the field of view of the periscope, Fu Qinghai saw the soaked car wrecks. The rusty and blackened metal frames peeled off and fell under the splash of rain.

"It's acid rain, very corrosive acid rain."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

No wonder not a single tree can be seen in the entire area.

At this moment, a huge tornado column suddenly formed directly in front, twisting and rotating, and headed straight towards the tank.

There is no way to avoid it.

"Hold on!"

Fu Qinghai shouted.

"Buzz..."

The tornado and the tank passed through, and the car body structure was squeezed by stress, making a low and harsh groan. Under the influence of the huge negative pressure, the front end of the car was slightly raised, nearly half a meter off the ground, and then fell heavily.

"boom!"

The tracks hit the ground, splashing a pool of muddy water.

Everyone in the car followed the ups and downs, and the car body shook. Li Xingxian hugged Chen Xinlu tightly in his arms, and the wine bottles and sundries were staggered and rolled on the floor.

Fu Qinghai didn't panic at all. He released the clutch, switched gears, and continued forward, pushing away the earth and rocks blocking the road.

My Little Pony riding the waves.

…

Finally, with Fu Qinghai's unremitting efforts, the tank broke out of the storm.

The dark clouds dissipated and the strong wind gradually subsided.

Only sparse raindrops still hit the tank shell.

After the rain, the sky cleared and the sun came out.

Fu Qinghai still stepped on the accelerator, but gently let go of the steering wheel. He breathed a sigh of relief. He had already made a shallow mark on it.

"Look, it's a rainbow!"

Jiang Yixia, whose face was pressed against the periscope, suddenly shouted.

Fu Qinghai adjusted his perspective and saw that there was indeed a rainbow hanging high in the gray sky.

"Xiao Lu, it's okay, we are out."

Li Xingxian said to Chen Xinlu who was leaning in her arms.

Chen Xinlu's chest rose and fell, breathing slightly, but he didn't care about rainbows or not, he just stared at Fu Qinghai's back.

"Bo!"

Fu Qinghai leaned over and picked up a bottle of beer that rolled down on the ground. He opened the cap with his thumb, took a big gulp, swallowed it with a gulp, turned back and smiled at the three women:

"This feels a bit like a world of death."

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