20: Chapter 20 Two camp-level mobile city ambushes? I'll floor the gas and charge!

Rumble! Rumble!

The ear-piercing roar of high-revving internal combustion engines grew closer.

A pack of frenzied metal beasts was tearing through the pale, snowy wasteland.

Accompanied by the roar of engines, snow dust rose into the sky on the distant horizon, turning into a gray tsunami.

Lu Chen stood beside the thick scrap-steel side skirt of the Polaris.

The gale whipped the hem of his tattered coat, making it snap loudly.

He didn't rush to get into the vehicle; instead, he pulled a tactical telescope from his pocket and held it to his eyes.

Through the lens, two steel behemoths, a full size larger than the Polaris, were barreling forward side-by-side, arrogantly and violently crushing the ice hills in their path.

The system detected that these were two standard Lv.2 Camp-level Mobile Cities!

Their bodies were long and slender with extremely high chassis, and their tracks were more than twice as wide as those of the Polaris.

Their exteriors didn't compare to Lu Chen's ten-centimeter-thick, freakish composite scrap steel, but they were still wrapped in layers of riveted, old-era armored steel plates.

What was most eye-catching was that on the front of these two wide vehicles, a massive, blood-dripping skull emblem was painted in glaring, scarlet oil paint!

On either side of the skull, there were even a few wanderer corpses, frozen into mummies by the wind and snow, swaying miserably in the air as the vehicles jolted.

"The Snow Shard Gang."

Lu Chen's jawline tightened instantly, his eyes locked on the front.

He was all too familiar with this emblem.

Before the ice storm hit, he had casually finished off three Snow Shard Gang lackeys riding snowmobiles in order to seize the grade a seed vault from Lin Wan.

Beat the small fry, and the big shots show up.

This cliché revenge plot of the wasteland had finally played out.

Moreover, the enemy was definitely not wandering blindly.

The path taken by these two medium-sized vehicles didn't deviate in the slightest; their target was clear—they were coming straight for the Polaris's current location!

How did they manage to pinpoint his location so accurately after such a massive ice storm?

This question flashed through Lu Chen's mind.

But his hyper-rational brain instantly suppressed the thought.

Searching for the reason was a matter for later.

The problem now was how to swallow these two fat sheep, skin and bones, despite being at a resource disadvantage!

One micro-vehicle, taking on two medium-sized vehicles alone.

If someone said this in a bar in the Pale Shoals, they would definitely be dismissed as a raving lunatic.

Because the difference in scale meant that, theoretically, the opponent held a crushing advantage in both armor thickness and artillery caliber.

But that was only in theory.

For a freakish perfectionist who had maxed out every node on the tech tree, possessed double-layered thermal breaks, and riveted sloped heavy armor, killing enemies above his weight class was the very meaning of his existence.

"Zzzzt! Zzzzt!"

Just as the two Snow Shard Gang vehicles closed to within five hundred meters of the Polaris, the old public channel radio inside Lu Chen's vehicle was suddenly overridden by a burst of harsh static.

"Listen up, you piece of black junk ahead! I am Black Wolf, captain of the Snow Shard Gang's Third Squad!"

A raspy, gong-like male voice, dripping with extreme cruelty and arrogance, echoed through the cabin and was even broadcast across the snowy plains via external loudspeakers.

"You've got some nerve! Daring to touch our people from the Snow Shard Gang, stealing our goods! And you even have the audacity to roast pork out here in the open!"

"Now, kill the engine for me! Get out of your iron box, kneel on the ice, and kowtow one hundred times! Then hand over that woman with the box!"

Black Wolf laughed wildly in the wind and snow, full of the playfulness of a cat toying with a mouse.

"As long as you cooperate, I swear, I'll only chop off your limbs and plant you in the snow; I won't kill you on the spot! Otherwise, my two 75mm smoothbore cannons will smash you and your piece-of-junk car into scrap metal even finer than the ice shards on the ground!"

Along with his wild words, the two Snow Shard Gang vehicles slammed on their brakes three hundred meters from the Polaris.

Amidst the screeching of tracks, the armor plates on the roofs of both vehicles slowly lifted.

Two pitch-black, old-fashioned smoothbore cannons, accompanied by the whirring of machinery, locked onto the lonely Polaris parked on the snow.

Inside the cabin.

"City Lord... it's them! It's the Snow Shard Gang's squad!"

Lin Wan's face turned deathly pale instantly, her body trembling like a sieve.

She used to live in the Black Rock City-State and knew all too well the power of two Camp-level war vehicles firing simultaneously.

"Shut up. Sit still. Buckle your seatbelt."

Lu Chen didn't turn back, his facial muscles tight.

He quickly picked up the blood-stained primary beast core from the ground and shoved it into his pocket, then opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

His gaze turned to the harpoon he had just recovered in the scrap box.

The body of the harpoon had been deformed by an internal explosion, but the alloy chain remained intact.

Lu Chen used the device inside the vehicle to jam the deformed harpoon back into the loading port of the roof turret!

Click.

The sound of metal colliding was piercing in the wind and snow.

He didn't touch the communicator to respond to that trash talk.

The response of the strong has always relied on caliber.

Lu Chen reached out and yanked the maximum output valve of the Primary Efficiency Boiler!

"Since you're here to deliver Truth Points, then leave both your lives and your vehicles behind."

His fingers curled around the valve, his knuckles straining, and his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Rumble!

The Polaris's massive body, clad in heavy scrap steel armor, let out a deafening roar!

Its tracks scraped a long trail of dazzling sparks against the ice.

Without the slightest intention of retreating, it charged head-on into the face of those two pitch-black muzzles, fearless of death!

"Damn it! You crazy lunatic, throwing away your life! Fire! Blast him into smithereens for me!"

In the Snow Shard Gang's communication channel, Black Wolf's furious roar came through.

The battle erupted in an instant!