146: Chapter 146 Country bumpkin, who are you trying to guard against!

Looking at the endless ocean of red steel before him, Chu Tian's brain went into a severe state of shock.

After breaking through the hundred-thousand-kilometer foggy road section, Chu Tian had arrived here.

He couldn't turn back, and messages couldn't be sent out.

He wasn't part of the first batch of Area C players to enter the "Far East Grand Hub."

Before his arrival, tens of thousands of Area C players had already gathered here.

Here, Chu Tian experienced the true meaning of despair...

Foreign players from over a dozen other regions, egged on by Area J, were collectively targeting Area C!

Under this brutal strangulation and resource blockade, Area C players suffered heavy casualties and could only struggle to survive.

To make matters worse, the Area C players were failing to live up to expectations; everyone wanted to be the boss!

Before even reaching the Far East Grand Hub, they had fought each other to the death.

The second batch, the third batch...

For all subsequent reinforcements, it was already considered good if a thousand people arrived!

But now...

With hundreds of thousands of vehicles suddenly appearing before him, he could hardly believe his eyes!

"Brother Chu!"

A cry of surprise interrupted Chu Tian's thoughts.

A group of ragged, skin-and-bones Area C players rushed over, hurriedly helping Chu Tian up.

"Hiss..."

As the movement pulled at his wounds, Chu Tian gasped in pain, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.

"Brother Chu, are you okay?!" someone beside him asked with reddened eyes.

Chu Tian shook his head weakly: "I won't die."

He took a breath, endured the sharp pain to lift his head, and looked again at that ocean of red steel in the Service Area.

After confirming this wasn't a near-death hallucination...

Chu Tian reached out with a trembling hand, pointing over there: "Wh... what's the deal with them?"

A refugee nearby swallowed hard and explained in a low voice.

"Brother Chu, they are Area C players who just teleported here."

"And... it seems they all belong to the same guild."

Hearing this...

Chu Tian's jaw nearly hit the ground in shock.

"What?! The same guild?!"

He scanned the red convoy that stretched beyond the horizon.

There were at least hundreds of thousands of people here, for god's sake!

In this highway survival game where people died every day, what kind of god-tier guild could maintain such a massive organizational structure?!

What Chu Tian found even more glaring was...

These guys in red combat uniforms looked like they were here on vacation.

They were actually starting fires and setting up pots in the Service Area!

Large chunks of sizzling, oily barbecue, crates upon crates of chilled beer; they were eating and drinking well, filled with laughter and joy.

Then he looked at his fellow countrymen beside him.

Every one of them was emaciated from hunger, unable to even get a sip of clean water.

The intense sense of contrast made Chu Tian feel incredibly stifled and aggrieved.

"Did you tell those newcomers about the current situation?" Chu Tian asked through gritted teeth.

The refugee shook his head bitterly.

"I did... but they didn't seem to care at all..."

"Nonsense!"

Chu Tian's blood pressure spiked, his face full of disappointment at their lack of resolve.

"We Dragon Country players are at a life-and-death crisis here in the Far East Grand Hub!"

"Foreign enemies are all around us, and there are sacrifices and bloodshed every day!"

"Since they have so much food, why don't they share it with you?"

"How can they be so selfish?! Don't they know that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold?!"

The more Chu Tian thought about it, the angrier he got, but he knew now wasn't the time for a lecture.

The Service Area was absolutely safe; Areas J and K couldn't enter. However, these hundreds of thousands of people in red looked more like unreasonable bandits!

"Quick!"

Chu Tian grabbed his teammate's wrist, his voice urgent.

"Quickly unload the Super Alloy ore from my car!"

"We risked our lives to bring back 100 units of Super Alloy this time. It's... it's enough for us to strengthen one... Su-Super Alloy chariot!"

Chu Tian stared intently, using his last ounce of strength to give instructions.

"Be... be careful of those people in red..."

"Watch the ore, don't let them st-steal..."

Before he could finish...

Chu Tian's eyes rolled back, and he completely fainted from excessive blood loss.

"Brother Chu! Brother Chu, wake up!"

Several teammates shouted in grief, then quickly wiped their tears and rushed toward the scrapped off-road vehicle as if facing a great enemy.

They held their worn-out rifles, faces full of vigilance.

They carefully moved the dozens of blood-stained Super Alloy ore pieces from the car.

The group formed a tight circle around them.

With eyes like they were guarding against thieves, they didn't dare look away from the distant Red Wolf Army for even a second.

They were terrified that this group of well-equipped "selfish thugs" would come over to snatch the treasures they had traded their lives for.

However...

As it turned out, they were purely overthinking it.

From beginning to end, the three hundred thousand members of the Red Wolf Guild hadn't even spared them a glance.

When they saw Chu Tian's teammates clutching a mere 100 units of ordinary Super Alloy ore like some peerless treasure and glaring at them with those suspicious eyes...

The three hundred thousand members of the Red Wolf Army were collectively speechless.

In the air, it was as if three hundred thousand massive eye-rolls were being cast simultaneously.

"Holy crap, are these people sick?"

Lin Zihao sat astride his motorcycle, curling his lip in disgust.

"100 units of Super Alloy? That's not even enough to repair the armor on our chariots, and they're guarding it like a treasure?"

Old Ma the cook shook his head in disdain while flipping the barbecue.

"Hillbillies! They're truly pure hillbillies!"

"Who are you guarding against?! Who are you guarding against?!"

"With such a small amount of trash, I'd find it a waste of inventory space even if it were lying on the ground!"

The Red Wolf players withdrew their gazes and continued eating and drinking.

They couldn't even muster the interest to rob them.

The standards of these "fourth calamity" players had long been spoiled by the Abyss Lord's drop rates.

Even a dog wouldn't want this kind of low-level junk!

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Meanwhile...

At the boundary of the Far East Grand Hub outside the Service Area.

"Baka! We let those damned rats run back!"

Matsushita slammed his fist hard against the armored car's steering wheel, his face dark.

"Matsushita-kun, don't be angry, it was just one car that got away."

On the chariot next to him, the leader of Area K, Park Dae-chang, sneered dismissively.

"With that bit of scrap metal they risked their lives to bring back, they can at most arm one alloy chariot."

"Our coalition of over a dozen regions has a total of three hundred Super Alloy heavy armored chariots!"

"Why should we fear a single chariot from Area C?!"

After hearing this, Matsushita took a deep breath, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes.

He nodded and looked at his ally.

"Dachang-kun, take your Area K convoy and lie in ambush at the first exit of the Far East Grand Hub!"

"I will lead Area J to ambush at the second exit!"

"If those Area C swine inside dare to come out, send me a message immediately!"

Park Dae-chang gave a contemptuous laugh and patted his chest with confidence.

"Leave it to me!"

"Rest assured, Matsushita-kun. If they dare to come, I'll make sure they never return, smida!"

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