Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train-Chapter 136 - 131 Superpower Hunter

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the zombie-infested streets, a heavy truck with a bucket plow crazily carved a bloody path, followed by an armored bus filled with children and women, along with several off-road vehicles and pickups. The convoy fled while people on the vehicles continuously fired their guns at chasing zombies.

"They’re catching up!" The pickup driver bellowed as he looked in the rearview mirror.

"Damn it!" The convoy’s captain, a middle-aged man with a bloodstreaked forehead, was sitting in the passenger seat of an off-road vehicle. Gritting his teeth, he said, "How did all these zombies end up surrounding us?"

"Rockets!!"

The shout came from the radio.

As soon as the voice fell, a whistling sound rang out.

Swoosh! Boom!

The trailing off-road vehicle exploded into flames, flipping over with the people inside instantly becoming a fireball.

"Ah Jie! Li Qian!!"

The middle-aged man cried out in horror, but there was no response from the radio.

"Let’s fight them!!"

His eyes gleaming, deep red scales appeared on his neck and face, and his hands transformed into tyrannosaur-like beast claws. He opened the door and climbed onto the roof of the vehicle.

The other team members’ eyes were red with rage as they instantly aimed a dozen guns at the dark mass of pursuers and fired.

Several hundred meters behind, three big black trucks smeared with green graffiti were followed by over a dozen sharp armored combat vehicles. The one firing the rockets was a tattoo-faced Huang Mao, who, in this apocalyptic world, still had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Revealing a maniacal grin, he excitedly held a rocket launcher while sticking his head out from atop the off-road vehicle, thrilled by the vehicle they’d just hit exploding.

"Hahaha, got them, got them," he said while patting the roof. "Boss, let Luo Luo step it up and completely block them!"

The driver of the leading big truck was a short-haired man in his early thirties with a sinister face, the leader of the four-man group named Qiu Long.

Wearing a smile, he lazily picked up the radio and said, "Slow down, slow down. We’re entering Yu Bei City; don’t stir up too many zombies and cause a chain reaction."

"Boss, why slow down?" asked Huang Mao, puzzled.

"You don’t understand a thing," Qiu Long replied coldly, watching the prey fleeing ahead. He spoke indifferently, "Having someone clear the path for us is a good thing. They can’t run away; the hunt is the most thrilling part."

"Heh heh heh, got it, got it."

On the leading big truck, a fat man was driving next to a punk-styled purple-haired woman with a lip ring. Hearing the conversation on the radio, her enchanting green superpower abilities in her eyes slowly diminished.

She glanced at the fat man and said, "Did you hear that? Drive slower."

"Alright," the fat man mumbled, appearing compliant on the surface, but a flash of annoyance crossed his eyes.

If Lin Xian were here, he would recognize this fat man - he’s the very same convoy team leader, Zhou Lei, who shot Qian Yu at Beiwan Outpost that night and then stole a vehicle to escape. Hulking yet fierce, his eyes shone with ruthlessness.

On that night he fled, a massive number of monsters and zombies were attracted to the outpost, allowing him to escape with his team by pure luck.

After seizing half of the supplies from the Black Serpent Team, his own followers increased, and the group grew stronger on the run, even recruiting a superpower user with an Abnormal Ability. The team was already considered medium-sized until the Black Crow Four-man Team ambushed them mid-way and devoured his convoy. To save his life, he had to kneel and become a dog, ending up as the driver of the lead vehicle.

The purple-haired woman sitting beside him was Luo Luo, the third in rank of the Black Crow Four-man Team. Zhou Lei had seen this woman’s superpower; she was like a demoness, capable of inciting a portion of the zombies to frenzy and trigger chain reactions for attacks, utterly ruthless.

As the purple-haired woman’s control over her superpower diminished, the frenzied zombies chasing the convoy in front lessened slightly. However, due to the widespread commotion already caused in the streets, the zombie frenzy was beyond her control, and the number of zombies chasing both convoys increased.

Ratatat!!

The battle escalated in intensity – the heavy truck crushed heads under its wheels!

Qiu Long saw a superpower user climbing onto the roof of the car ahead and leaping down at high speed, dashing towards their convoy. He sneered in disdain.

"So, it’s just an animal form that hasn’t evolved yet. What a waste of time."

He picked up the walkie-talkie: "Guo Laoer, it’s all yours."

"Roger that!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the passenger door of another truck opened, and a young man with long hair and a face like he was high on something suddenly jumped out. Just when others thought he would fall among the zombies, a pair of grey-black wings unexpectedly sprouted from his back. With a whoosh, they unfurled, and he soared into the air above the street, then charged straight towards the middle-aged superpower user with red scales.

"Grandpa’s gonna teach you a lesson!" he yelled bizarrely, moving extremely fast with the wind howling. When the swiftly charging middle-aged superpower user saw someone rushing at him, he became infuriated, stomped violently, lifted a beastly claw, and tore towards the bird man!

Woo!

The tremendous force cut through the air, but to everyone’s surprise, Guo Laoer, with wings like a grey bird, didn’t dodge or evade and resisted the full-force claw with a punch.

Screech!

A spark flashed, startling the middle-aged man; he felt as if his beastly claw had struck against a piece of metal. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the right hand of the figure before him shimmered with a metallic gloss and mechanical joints.

"Mechanical prosthetic?!"

"Not even a challenge!" the bird man scoffed coldly, swiftly grabbing the middle-aged man’s neck with a countermove, then spreading his wings and flew upwards with him into the street sky amidst howling wind.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The middle-aged man struggled furiously, his body gradually covered in scales and beginning to transform into a beast. One hand grabbed the bird man’s mechanical prosthetic while the other tried to reach for his opponent’s abdomen.

Clearly, Guo Laoer wasn’t going to give him the chance; mid-flight, he loosened his grip, dropping the man from mid-air.

Bang!

Before he hit the ground, he was rammed by a truck following behind, launching him.

"Woah!!!!"

This bloody scene drew wild cheers from the purple-haired girl and her group of underlings. The middle-aged superpower user didn’t even have a chance to retaliate before he was smashed by the massive impact into a shop by the street, his fate unknown.

Guo Laoer, still flying in the air, watched with a ferocious smile, "Considered an animal form, too, I wonder if it can provoke the evolution of my superpower. Regardless, I’ll just try a few more, I don’t believe I won’t find a suitable one..."

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to dive down, he suddenly noticed something and immediately looked towards the distance.

On a major track several streets away, a heavily armed train was speeding along, followed by dozens of vehicles.

Guo Laoer’s gaze turned cold, and he pulled out a walkie-talkie.

"Boss, guess what, it looks like we’ve come upon someone familiar, it’s the train that stopped at Tianqu Pass."

In the SUV, Qiu Long’s expression changed upon hearing the walkie-talkie.

"Wow, what a coincidence..."

"Boss!" Huang Mao sat back inside the vehicle, visibly annoyed: "Last time, because of that Jiang Yun guy, we let so many juicy targets slip away, we gotta get our revenge!"

"Nonsense, what kind of person do you take me for?"

Qiu Long let out a cold laugh and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Luo Luo, have the zombies break up their convoy. Everyone, turn up ahead..."

"Get the car over there!"