Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

"Savior?"

Lin Hui shook his head, his last bit of patience completely exhausted.

"You won't leave? Then... you'll die!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone! He's just trying to scare us!"

Seeing that the crowd was wavering, Qian Chong quickly shouted loudly, trying to stabilize the situation: "There are so many of us, even if he's powerful, can't he kill us all?"

"And, as that lady just said, he is our savior!"

Qian Chong shouted at the RV, his tone carrying a strange sense of superiority:

"Boss! As long as you're willing to share the supplies, all of us in these hundred-plus vehicles are willing to follow you! I used to be the vice president of the guild, I have management experience, and I'm willing to lead a group to support you and serve you..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Hui's finger gently pressed the red button on the fire control system.

At that moment, there was not a trace of pity in his eyes.

Since you want to be compatriots, then I will send you to the underworld to reunite.

"Since you don't want to leave, then stay here forever and become fertilizer."

next second.

"Buzz—!!!"

A chilling sound of an electric motor suddenly rang out.

The menacing Type 1130 close-in weapon system on the roof instantly turned its muzzle, and the eleven dark barrels began their deadly rotation.

Flames erupted!

"Rat-a-tat ...

That wasn't the sound of gunfire; it was the sound of cloth being torn apart, the roar of Death's chainsaw!

A firing rate of 11000 rounds per minute means that nearly 200 30mm tungsten-core armor-piercing rounds are fired every second.

What kind of concept is this?

This is a devastating metal storm!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!"

The first few dozen vehicles in line didn't even last a second; they were torn to shreds in an instant, as if they were made of paper.

The young woman who said "putting aside the facts" didn't even have time to scream.

Her body, along with the car next to her, was instantly riddled with bullets, turning into a bloody mist and scrap metal.

As it turns out, her logic was just as fragile as her body when faced with a 30mm machine gun.

The older man who said "we should help each other" was standing in front of a pickup truck.

As the bullets swept past, the pickup truck exploded instantly, and the older man's upper body vanished, leaving only his two legs standing in place, seemingly still supporting his ridiculous moral theories.

As for the middle-aged woman who was shouting "savior"...

She watched as a line of fire swept over, completely and physically destroying her proud "weakness" along with her body.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and steel shattered.

The entire area was instantly enveloped in dust and blood mist.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"He really fired!!!"

"Help! Murder!!"

This terrifying scene completely terrified the players who hadn't yet rushed forward or were still hesitating.

Screams and cries erupted instantly.

Qian Chong narrowly escaped the first wave of gunfire because he was positioned slightly further back.

But he was terrified out of his wits, and his crotch was instantly soaked, with a foul stench spreading out.

Looking at the hellish scene before him, and seeing his companions who had just been arguing with him turn into minced meat in an instant, the fear that came from the depths of his soul completely shattered his greed.

What supplies, what followers...

At this moment, all he wanted was to live!

"Boss!! Don't kill me!!"

Qian Chong's legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, frantically kowtowing until his forehead slammed against the gravel, drawing blood.

"I was wrong! I was so wrong!!"

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving right now! I don't want the supplies! Please, spare my life!!"

"Run!!"

"Please forgive us, we truly know we were wrong!!"

The other surviving solo players also realized what was happening, and while begging for mercy, they frantically climbed onto the vehicle, or simply abandoned the vehicle altogether and ran out on all fours.

however.

"It's too late."

Inside the RV, Lin Hui stared at the figure kneeling and begging for mercy on the screen, his eyes as cold as iron.

You were given a chance but didn't use it, and now you want to run away?

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

Lin Hui's fingers twitched slightly.

The close-in weapon system fired a precise single shot.

"Bang!"

Qian Chong's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

A large-caliber bullet pierced his forehead, exploding his head like a watermelon. The headless corpse swayed before collapsing limply beside a pile of scrap metal.

Even in death, he still clutched the heavy weapon he had stolen.

The cleanup is still ongoing.

Lin Hui did not stop because of their pleas for mercy.

Since we've drawn our guns, we must kill them all.

Lin Hui felt no psychological burden whatsoever towards those who tried to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and attempted to bind him with moral shackles.

The flames raged for a full ten seconds.

Until those more than one hundred greedy people who rushed into the cordon were all turned into pieces of flesh on the ground, until there was not a single survivor left.

The gunfire finally stopped.

The smoke of battle slowly dissipated.

The already devastated eastern entrance has now become a scene of carnage.

Blood stained every inch of the land, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood.

far away.

Those casual players who originally wanted a piece of the pie but missed out because they were a step too slow were now ashen-faced and trembling like leaves.

They covered their mouths tightly, afraid that the slightest sound would attract the attention of that murderous god.

That's too cruel...

That's terrifying...

One hundred vehicles, wiped out in an instant, without even blinking an eye.

At this moment, as they looked at the quiet black RV, their eyes held not only the previous "awe" and "admiration".

There was another deep, ingrained fear.

What kind of savior is this?

This is clearly a god of death walking among men!

Lin Hui's voice came through the car's loudspeaker again.

This time, there was no mockery, only a chilling calm:

"I am not your savior."

"I have no interest in being a saint."

"The Lord may forgive your greed, but I will not."

"This is what happens when you cross the line."

"Now, does anyone still believe these supplies belong to you?"

Dead silence.

No one dared to answer.

No one even dared to breathe.

Everyone was like a startled quail, shaking their heads frantically before scrambling into their cars, starting the engines, and fleeing like madmen in the direction away from the black RV.

Even if it meant taking a longer route, even if it meant facing zombies, they dared not stay here for another second.

This is a restricted area.

It is God's territory.

Watching the crowd scatter and flee, Lin Hui expressionlessly shut down the fire control system.

"Qingqian, Sister Liu, Bailing."

Lin Hui turned around, his tone returning to its usual gentleness, "Let's clean up the battlefield."

"Put away everything that can be used, especially rare metals and chips."

"Let's work overtime tonight and sort these things out. We'll head into town first thing tomorrow morning."

"Okay, boss!"

The three women exchanged a glance, their eyes showing no sign of discomfort.

In this cannibalistic world, the boss's ruthlessness is their greatest sense of security.

Just as they were about to get off the vehicle to retrieve their equipment, Zhuge Mo led the Ironblood Heavy Industry convoy slowly into the battlefield and arrived beside Lin Hui's RV.

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