16: Chapter 16 Crimson Meteorite!

The Cross-River Bridge, Scarface's position.

The ground strewn with corpses and blood served as the backdrop for this group of red-named thugs' revelry.

Scarface stood on the roof of a heavy truck welded with fifty-millimeter steel plates, laughing wildly as he held two blueprints emitting a faint blue glow.

These were the premium rewards that had dropped after he had just slaughtered over a hundred solo players in succession.

One Basic Weapon Modification Blueprint!

One Power Engine Enhancement Blueprint!

"Damn, killing and arson bring a golden belt; the ancients truly did not deceive me!"

Without any hesitation, he slapped both blueprints onto the heavy truck beneath him.

"System, upgrade this for me!"

A blinding white light instantly enveloped the entire steel heavy truck.

Accompanied by a deafening sound of mechanical restructuring, the roof of the heavy truck was forcibly torn open, and a rugged, menacing turret rose up.

A black-barreled cannon with a startling caliber pointed straight ahead.

Following that, the truck's body let out a dull roar, and two streaks of scorching black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipes at the rear.

The chassis became thicker and more solid.

"Ding! Heavy truck upgrade complete!"

[Current Vehicle: Armed Thug Heavy Truck]

[New Weapon: 80mm Smoothbore Gun (Equipped with high-potency armor-piercing fragments)]

[Maximum Load increased to: 100 tons]

[Maximum Speed: 200 km/h]

[Energy Consumption: 2.5 liters of diesel / 10 km]

Looking at the magnificent stats popping up on the light screen, Scarface trembled with excitement.

A terrifying load capacity of a hundred tons!

A top speed of two hundred kilometers!

Add to that the fifty-millimeter-thick bulletproof steel plates and that genuine smoothbore cannon on the roof!

Is this even a damn truck anymore?

This was clearly an invincible land warship!

"Hahahaha! I am a god now!"

Scarface raised his gun barrel and fired into the sky, arrogant to the extreme.

He looked around at his equally well-equipped lackeys, and a sense of being invincible in the world welled up within him.

"I want to see who the hell can escape from my palms today!"

"Even if the King of Heaven himself comes, I'll blow his head to pieces with one shot!"

The yellow-haired lackey leaned in, frantically sucking up to him with a face full of flattery.

"Boss is mighty! With this cannon, our convoy is definitely the strongest existence in this wasteland!"

"That frontrunner from District C-72 who rode past on a motorcycle earlier—if he dares to turn back, we'll definitely blast him into dust!"

Scarface felt thoroughly satisfied, feeling as though he had reached the highlight of his life.

There had been a global announcement yesterday morning.

A full 850,000 people survived in District C-72!

With such a massive base, the basic resources they held must be an unimaginable astronomical figure!

He was even imagining the wonderful scene of slaughtering all those fat sheep blocked at the bridgehead and taking the massive amount of resources for himself.

However.

Just as Scarface was acting all high and mighty, ready to order his lackeys to go harvest those lambs for the slaughter,

The pebbles on the bridge surface suddenly vibrated without any warning.

Buzz— Buzz—

Next came a dull vibration that made one's heart flutter with anxiety, slowly conducting through the hard bridge surface to the soles of everyone's feet.

The sound was distant at first, like rolling thunder on the horizon.

But just a few seconds later, that rolling thunder turned into a terrifying roar that tore through the air!

It was like an ancient beast approaching in a frenzy!

"Boss..."

The flattery on the yellow-haired lackey's face instantly froze.

He raised a trembling hand, pointing toward the end of the horizon, his voice carrying an unmaskable fear, even changing pitch.

"Boss... look! What the hell is that?!"

Scarface frowned and snapped his head around, looking in the direction the lackey was pointing.

He only took one look.

The insufferable arrogance on his face instantly solidified.

At the end of his vision,

An incredibly blinding dark-red fireball was exploding violently on the highway!

Flames shot into the sky!

And in front of that exploding fireball,

A heavy tank, entirely crimson and so massive it was suffocating, was charging frantically toward the bridge in a manner that completely defied the laws of physics!

This tank had actually turned its gun barrel to the rear!

With every shot, that terrifying explosion of fire would generate a world-destroying counter-thrust.

Combined with the beastly roar of the engine, the speed of this sixty-five-ton steel monster was fast enough to make one's scalp tingle!

One hundred kilometers!

Two hundred kilometers!

Three hundred kilometers!

It was even approaching four hundred kilometers per hour!

That wasn't driving at all!

That was clearly a blood-red meteorite flying just above the ground!

The wind howled, and the abandoned vehicles along the way were flipped over directly by the airflow it kicked up.

Scarface stared with eyes wide open, his pupils trembling violently, his brain falling into a complete blank.

The two-hundred-kilometer speed he was so proud of was as laughable as a turtle's crawl in front of this blood-red meteorite!

And those fifty-millimeter bulletproof steel plates he was so proud of...

Under this steel impact weighing sixty-five tons at four hundred kilometers per hour, they would definitely be torn to shreds instantly like they were made of paper!

"Fuck..."

The true God of Death had arrived.