17: Chapter 17 Take a shot from me!

At high noon, the scorching sun over the wasteland was merciless.

However, the distant horizon was completely lit up by a mass of dark red fire, even more blinding than the sunlight.

The deafening roar of an engine even drowned out the sound of the rushing river beneath the bridge.

The players from District C-72, blocked at the bridgehead, all stared blankly toward the end of the highway.

Sparks filled the sky like a brilliant daytime meteor shower.

Accompanying the wild dash of that steel behemoth, a long, blood-colored trail was dragged across the midday sky!

After a brief silence, the regional channel instantly erupted!

"It's the big shot! Big Shot Red Wolf is here!"

"Wooo! The big shot really came to save us!"

"This entrance is way too overbearing! The big shot is truly a god descended to earth!"

"Brothers, we're saved!"

Amidst the crowd.

Wang Jian held his wife in the passenger seat tightly, tears streaming down his face.

He watched the blood-colored meteorite racing toward them from afar, his entire body's blood boiling wildly.

That wasn't just a vehicle; it was the only hope for his entire family to survive!

"Honey, did you see that? We don't have to die!"

Wang Jian's voice was hoarse, shaking with excitement as he gripped his wife's hand firmly.

...

On the other side.

Scarface and his Red-named Motorcade were already terrified by this world-ending display.

"Quick! Get in the cars!"

"Push all the steel plate roadblocks over! Block it!"

The Yellow-hair lackey scrambled into the off-road vehicle, so terrified he couldn't even hold the steering wheel, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

Facing that terrifying monster crashing toward them like a mountain at nearly four hundred kilometers per hour.

The spikes and bulletproof armor they were so proud of were practically like toys made of paper!

Scarface gritted his teeth hard, the fear in his eyes gradually replaced by a desperate, crazed ferocity.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

He spun around suddenly, kicked aside a shivering lackey, and climbed onto the turret of the Armed Heavy Truck himself.

Feeling the solid chassis of the heavy truck beneath him.

Then touching that thick 80mm Smoothbore Cannon.

Scarface finally regained a sliver of confidence.

"I don't give a damn what the hell you are!"

"Anyone who dares to block my way to fortune must die!"

"Eat my cannon!"

Scarface's eyes were bloodshot as he wildly rotated the turret.

The thick, black cannon barrel locked onto the approaching blood-colored fireball.

He Without hesitation, he pressed the launch button hard.！

Boom!

The heavy truck's barrel spat out a blinding flame, and the entire vehicle jerked backward from the recoil.

A live round with high-explosive armor-piercing fragments tore through the air, heading straight for the Red Wolf Tank!

And at this moment.

Sitting in the cockpit, Lu Yuan was focusing all his attention on the control stick.

The four-hundred-kilometer speed, combined with the terrifying inertia of the reverse dash, blurred the tank's periscope view.

He all his attention was on maintaining the balance of this steel behemoth.

As for the insignificant counterattacks at the bridgehead ahead?

He was moving too fast; he didn't even notice them!

BOOM—!!!

An earth-shattering explosion rang out at the entrance of the Cross-River Bridge.

The shell accurately hit the center of that blood-colored meteorite.

Blinding fire accompanied by thick black smoke instantly shot into the sky, completely engulfing the entire highway.

The dust filling the air obscured everyone's vision.

Countless pieces of rubble and metal fragments flew everywhere, clattering against the bridge surface.

"Hahaha! A hit! I hit it!"

Standing on the heavy truck, Scarface looked at the explosion zone shrouded in black smoke and let out an extremely arrogant laugh.

"What a piece of junk!"

"In front of my cannon, it's nothing but a pile of scrap metal!"

"This is what happens when you cross me!"

Scarface's laughter echoed across the empty bridge, harsh and crazed.

And behind the bridgehead.

The players from District C-72, who were just cheering wildly, had the smiles freeze on their faces.

All the cheering stopped abruptly.

Wang Jian slumped powerlessly in the driver's seat, the fire of hope in his eyes instantly extinguished, replaced by endless cold and trembling.

The regional channel was filled with suffocating despair.

"It's over..."

"These animals... how do they even have cannons..."

"With an explosion that terrifying, what kind of vehicle could withstand a direct hit like that?"

"Are we really going to die here..."