Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 18 The Gifted

Before we even left the main road, a pickup truck and a minivan appeared in the rearview mirror.

Song Jinhe's gaze turned serious. She suddenly turned the steering wheel all the way, stepped on the gas, and drove off recklessly.

"What the hell?! Are the people in this car crazy?!"

The driver of the pickup truck yelled, but it was too late to turn around and avoid it; he could only watch helplessly as the truck crashed into him from the side.

Song Jinhe estimated the distance and braked, but the strong shock of the collision still made her body lurch forward and her head hit the steering wheel.

After settling in, shift into reverse to create distance, take out a Molotov cocktail, light it, and throw it onto the other person's hood.

Cheng Yan, who was in front, also reversed. Before the van arrived, Peng Zhixue climbed out of the sunroof and threw another Molotov cocktail.

The people in the pickup truck were stunned by the beating, cursing and shouting. Before they could back out of the truck, Song Jinhe attacked them again.

"Holy crap, how many Molotov cocktails did they have?! Even with that big backpack, she should have thrown them all away by now!"

"Quick! Back up! The hood is on fire!"

The driver yelled, "I'm backing up! Can't you see that crazy old woman with a fever that's damaged her brain is blocking the way?!"

Scarface, sitting in the van, watched the reckless behavior and gritted his teeth. "These guys are fucking tough; they actually dared to turn around."

What kind of strange talent did that woman awaken? It's like she can never run out of Molotov cocktails!
Gunshots and zombie roars rang out simultaneously. Song Jinhe glanced at the bullet holes in her car, swung a crowbar to smash the pickup truck's window, and quickly crawled back into her own vehicle.

As he started his car, he threw a bottle into the other car.

"what!!!"

The people inside the pickup truck jumped up and down, frantically pulling open the doors to escape, only to be overwhelmed by the horde of zombies.

In less than a minute, hundreds of zombies gathered from all directions, creating a shocking and grand scene.

They completely blocked the intersection, making it impossible for cars or even motorcycles to pass.

Song Jinhe could barely see Cheng Yan's car anymore, so she honked the horn to remind Cheng Yan to drive forward.

The sound of zombies pounding on the car body could be heard from all sides. When Song Jinhe turned around, she saw a zombie's face magnified against the rear windshield.

There was another person nearby holding a brick, about to smash the car window!

Song Jinhe rammed through the zombies, intending to drive the car to a slightly more spacious location. The spare tire was inherently unstable, and with things blocking the way underneath, the car simply couldn't get through.

After two attempts, she had to go down and dispose of the zombie with its two broken legs before moving it away.

The other party's minivan drove up.

Song Jinhe had also gotten carried away, and she took out two upgraded Molotov cocktails that she had specially made and used them on the attack.

A more intense flame erupted, scalding shards flew in all directions, the car windows were shattered, and the zombies followed the light. Scarface had finally run out of bullets.

Seeing Qiu Xiang walking towards her covered in blood, Song Jinhe turned around and took out a crowbar from the car to block him.

"You're really something, pushing us to this point. We gave you the chance to join, but you still chose to die."

Enraged, Qiu Xiang knocked the crowbar out of her hand and cut her right arm in the process.

But Qiu Xiang didn't know that Song Jinhe could take out weapons from her spatial storage at any time; the crowbar was just a decoy.

Just as he raised his knife to finish off Song Jinhe, Song Jinhe's lips twitched slightly, and she stepped forward, a kitchen knife appearing out of thin air in her hand and stabbing him into his body.

Worried that he wouldn't die, they stabbed him a few more times.

"You...you..." Qiu Xiang spat out blood, staring incredulously at Song Jinhe's blood-stained face, the cleaver in his hand clattering to the ground.

“I’m just waiting for you to come here on your own,” Song Jinhe said slowly. “Otherwise, how am I supposed to kill you?”

Knowing she couldn't win, she still chose to fight head-on; she wasn't stupid. Qiu Xiang fell with wide eyes, and suddenly, Song Jinhe felt a sharp gust of wind brush against her cheek.

The putrid, icy liquid splattered, with a drop or two landing on her shoulder and face.

Looking to the side, less than a step away, the heads of the fallen zombies were all smashed open, and there was black brain matter on the ground.

She picked up the crowbar and used both hands to kill the zombies coming towards her. With a whoosh, another zombie beside her was hit and fell down.

Half of the skull was shattered; that's the destructive power of a sniper rifle!

Unlike lightweight and easy-to-use pistols, sniper rifles require professional training.

Song Jinhe felt a chill run down her spine. The feeling of being able to see someone who could kill her at any moment, yet not knowing where they were, was very unpleasant.

Although she knew it wasn't Scarface's men, the bullets still whizzed past her, and she was afraid that the man might accidentally shoot her.

And just now, a kitchen knife suddenly appeared in her hand. Did the other person see that too?

We need to get out of here quickly!

Song Jinhe quickened her pace, jogged over to add fuel to the fire for Scarface, who was fighting zombies, then turned back to pick up Qiu Xiang's knife and threw it into the car.

At this moment, on the rooftop in the distance.

Under the gloomy sky, a few rays of bright sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, and a cool breeze brushed against the black muzzle of the gun.

The hands holding the gun were extremely well-proportioned and slender, yet they did not appear weak at all; they possessed just the right amount of strength and composure.

He calmly pulled the trigger, and the bloated zombie collapsed. Due to the close proximity, fragments of brain tissue splashed onto the person in the scope.

After a brief moment of surprise, she picked up the crowbar with difficulty.

Despite being injured and so weak, he still ran over and threw a Molotov cocktail.

He arrived and saw her killing someone.

A gifted individual?

Jiang Shi'an's gaze narrowed slightly, and then he turned the gun towards the burning van.

Bang!
Just as Song Jinhe started her car, several pieces of zombie limbs smashed onto it. A charred, blood-dripping head, its skull missing, rolled from the roof to the windshield, staring at her with its eyes wide open in death.

".???"

Silence is the zombie of this moment.

She got into the car intending to go and kill Scarface; he was too difficult to kill, despite his severe burns, he still managed to fight his way out of a bunch of zombies.

Unexpectedly, the van suddenly exploded, and Scarface and the zombie were blown away, dead beyond any doubt.

Song Jinhe's attention was entirely focused on the angle from which the car crashed into it, and she didn't see what happened to the car. Normally, it would have burned for a while before it exploded.

But as long as the result is good, it saves her the trouble.

Scarface's pistol was damaged in the explosion just now. Song Jinhe sighed inwardly and threw the gun into her spatial storage.

I finally found a gun, but it was broken.

It turned out that the road was impassable, and Song Jinhe had no idea where Cheng Yan and the others were. She just hoped that they would never come back looking for them.

Another team will be here soon, so she'll take a longer route just to be safe.

There was no time to treat the injury on her hand. Every time she turned the steering wheel, she felt a tearing pain. Blood had soaked through her sleeves. She was driving with a grimaced face and hissing breath.

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