Chapter 54: Crushing Rampage!!
“Fuck! He’s charging straight at us!!!”
“Hurry!! Turn the fuck around!!”
“Run, goddamn it!!!”
“Shoot him!!”
“Fuck off! That’s an armored car! Even a cannon wouldn’t dent it! Holy shit!”
A frantic burst of gunfire pinged and ponged uselessly off the armored vehicle. The gangsters perched in the dump truck’s bed quickly realized their bullets were doing jack shit.
In sheer panic, the driver of the lead cement mixer screamed as he wrenched the wheel to turn around.
That idiotic move caused instant chaos—the two mixers slammed into each other and the dump trucks trailing behind.
Right then, Xiao Yi slammed the accelerator. The Shredder Armored Car roared forward at over sixty miles per hour, barreling straight into the tangled convoy.
Its front shredder disk whirred to life, spinning like a demon.
Zombies in its path vanished in an instant, shredded into piles of pulpy gore.
Blood sprayed in foul arcs. Chunks of meat flew everywhere.
The Shredder Armored Car was a rolling meat grinder.
BOOM!!
The armored beast smashed into the jammed-up cement mixers and dump trucks with earth-shaking force. Metal screamed and tore.
The cabs of the two lead mixers crumpled like tin cans.
The drivers inside? They got mulched along with the glass and steel by the high-speed shredder disk.
Xiao Yi floored it again. With monstrous power, the Shredder shoved the wrecked mixers aside and plowed into the dump truck next.
The dump truck’s driver had already croaked in the first crash. The flashy-dressed gangbangers in the bed wailed like bitches, leaping off to flee for their lives.
But the battle’s roar was drawing every zombie in earshot—not just from inside the school, but hordes from outside, swarming in like a tidal wave.
The first shades-wearing punks to jump got mobbed and ripped apart in seconds.
Xiao Yi gunned the engine harder, toppling the dump truck—and anyone still on it—onto its side.
The tracked gear wheels climbed right over it, grinding through the pile of bodies.
Surviving gangsters and incoming zombies alike? All turned to red paste under the treads.
Crushing.
This was true domination. Pure slaughter.
Xiao Yi was living the system’s “blind drive” gospel to the hilt—head down, no mercy, smashing and grinding everything in his path. The Shredder’s thick armor shrugged off hits, its mobility crushed obstacles, and that front disk wrecked anything dumb enough to get close. Total rampage.
Huddled in the two modded SUVs and the pimped-out pickup at the rear, Ma Chenbin and his cocky crew—untouchable just moments ago—nearly pissed themselves at the carnage.
“What the actual fuck is this monster?!” Ma Chenbin gulped hard, then bellowed at the slack-jawed driver beside him. “What’re you staring at, asshole? If you wanna live, drive! Get us the hell outta here!!”
The driver snapped out of it, released the brake, and stomped the gas.
They’d barely swung around when his eyes bugged out in terror.
A massive zombie horde, drawn by the noise, surged toward them—dense as a nightmare, scalp-tingling numbers.
If the mixers and dump trucks were still clearing the way, ordinary zombies like these wouldn’t be shit. Just wait out the wave.
But now? Their road-clearers were scrap metal.
And that psycho armored car grinding the dump truck wouldn’t give them time to breathe.
One second too slow, and they’d be meat paste like the others.
“Fuck this shit! Don’t just sit there—ram through! I’d rather die to these zombies than that dog-fuck psycho!” Ma Chenbin roared at the driver.
The guy squeezed his eyes shut in terror and mashed the pedal. The SUV rocketed forward, plowing into the zombie swarm.
If they broke through and made it back to the shelter, they’d be safe.
The other two modded rides followed suit, guns blazing.
The impact hurled front-line zombies flying.
But the press of bodies slowed them hard. One SUV got its wheels clogged with corpses and stalled dead in the dirt.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yi’s Shredder lazily swung its nose around, predatory, zeroing in on the three fleeing vehicles.
A zombie pack might jam up an SUV.
For the Shredder? It was a slaughter fest.
The disk mulched everything ahead. Soon, it caught the stalled SUV—the front disk bit in, shredding metal and men alike. Screams erupted from inside… then cut off cold.
Ma Chenbin, sweat pouring, kept screaming at his driver to go faster as the armored death machine closed in.