Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

The military truck has plenty of power, but it is not a tank or an armored vehicle. If it runs over hundreds of zombies, the vehicle will definitely break down.

Abraham chose to take the small road, and the military truck was very bumpy when driving on the narrow country road.

The branches and twigs on both sides of the road hit the front of the car from time to time and poked into the windows. Abraham could only close the windows and continue moving forward in the stuffy heat.

Go through the trail to the nearest town, and then through the town to reach another section of Highway 95.

In the woods, a black man carrying a fruit basket was walking slowly. He was wearing a black priest robe and a white bow tie on his collar, which symbolized his status.

The black pastor walked around the countryside with confused eyes. He was so hungry, and he couldn't go to the nearest town to search for resources, so he could only pick some wild fruits nearby.

The pastor's refuge was the church where he used to work. Originally, the pastor still had some courage to go to the town to plunder, but one night recently, he heard a rumbling sound coming from outside the church, as if a huge monster was pacing at the door of the church.

The pastor spent the night in terror.

Everyone has faith, and everyone has things that cannot be spoken of. The pastor believes in God, but he has done things that bring shame to the doctrine and make God despise him.

That terrifying night, the pastor really believed that the devil had come to punish him.

The pastor fainted from fear and self-blame. It was not until the day when everything was safe and sound that he mustered up the courage to walk out of the church.

Huge footprints were left on the dirt road outside the church. An unknown mucus accumulated in the dirt pits left by the footprints, and has not been evaporated by the scorching sun until now.

"Gabriel, you are a sinner, you are a sinner..."

The black pastor murmured something and the footprints pointed to the town where the believers lived.

Gabriel is the name of the black pastor himself. When the disaster struck a year ago, a large number of believers in the town ran to the church for help. They believed that this sacred place had the power of God and could stop the living dead crawling out of hell.

But out of fear, Gabriel closed the church door, leaving dozens of believers to be torn to pieces alive by zombies in front of the church. It was something he would never forgive himself for.

Now, Gabriel thought his judgment had come.

The devil went to the town where the believers lived before their death. The town was Gabriel's only point for obtaining resources after the disaster.

Gabriel once cut off the townspeople's lives, and now the devil has cut off Gabriel's life as a punishment.

Karma, there is a will in the dark...

It has to be said that Gabriel's thinking always revolves around theology. He fell into a vicious circle of thinking, thinking that as long as he went to the small town, he would surely die.

After that night, Gabriel never even dared to look at the town from a distance. He was pious and cowardly.

Rumble…

There was a huge roar and vibration behind Gabriel, his body shook and he almost dropped the fruit basket in his hand onto the grass.

A huge military truck was stumbling along a country road.

Gabriel turned around and his heart dropped again. He was really afraid that the devil would come back to the church.

Abraham was smoking in the car, and Rosita was puffing smoke with him. In the car, Eugene reminded them: "Smoking will reduce men's sexual ability, and will also..."

Rossi interrupted Eugene's spell and gave Abraham an ambiguous smile: "I don't think so."

When Eugene saw Rosita's expression when facing Abraham, he suddenly felt as if he had suffered a thousand critical hits in his heart.

Abraham smiled indifferently. His tolerance for Eugene was almost maxed out, and he even let Eugene sneak a peek at his live-action blockbuster, just because Eugene claimed that he was the hope of saving mankind.

"There's someone ahead." Rosita suddenly pointed at the road.

"I saw."

Abraham drove his truck closer to Gabriel, who was dressed as a priest, and he was very interested in him.

"Hey, pastor, need help?"

……

After a while, Gabriel appeared in the back of the truck. He sat with Eugene, staring at each other, with an awkward atmosphere of no topic between them.

"So you're a priest," Eugene said seriously.

"Yeah I'm not a rapper." Gabriel answered seriously.

Eugene was stunned by Gabriel. He snorted and didn't want to pay any more attention to the black pastor.

Both of them were in a difficult emotional period, and the conversation was a bit confrontational.

"Where are you going?"

Gabriel had just joined the team and realized that there was something wrong with the way he spoke. After calming down, he wanted to make up for it.

"Washington."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"There are too many zombies on the road. We plan to take a detour through the town."

"What?! Holy..."

Gabriel cursed as he realized that he still couldn't escape. God had arranged a group of strangers to take him to be punished.

Gabriel patted the front of the car and hurriedly told Abraham, who was driving, that he could not go to the town.

Then came a series of theological terms like devil, God, punishment, etc. Abraham and Rosita smiled at each other, and the truck was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Alan drove behind the truck. The laughter of Abraham and others made her a little curious. She turned on the intercom and asked, "Abraham, what did that nigger say?"

Alan had no respect for the office of priest.

"Shit, you better watch your vocabulary," Abraham replied in shock.

Who taught this girl racist words?

(Zhang Qiang: “Me.”)

Seeing that Alan didn't reply, Abraham sighed and repeated to Alan what Gabriel had said about the troll. He thought Alan would also be amused by Gabriel's "joke".

"Is that so? I suddenly regret not continuing on the main road."

Alan's reply was very serious. Based on Gabriel's description, the first thing she thought of was the tank zombie.

There are no shoulder-fired guns or armor-piercing shells in the car. If he encounters a tank zombie, Alan can only drive away at high speed.

"Zizi...Isn't this joke funny?" Abraham asked on the intercom.

Alan frowned and explained to Abraham: "What he said is most likely a mutant zombie, a monster that is tall and powerful."

"We have killed many giant corpses in Zuozhou. Their bulletproof skin can generally resist large-caliber bullets. We can either pile up machine gun firepower or use armor-piercing bullets to kill it."

"If there really is such a monster in this town, we must avoid its sight."

Alan's serious tone startled Abraham and Rosita in the truck, and then the truck was filled with a happier atmosphere.

"hiahiahia..." Abraham.

Abraham's smile was still very cute. Although he didn't know how Alan imagined this monster, Abraham's experience after the disaster and his scientific knowledge before the disaster made him directly deny the existence of this monster.

Alan's "wild ideas" even made Abraham begin to doubt the existence of the Destiny Fortress.

People are like this. If they don’t see something beyond their knowledge with their own eyes, they will never accept its existence. Unless the person who instilled the concept of giant corpses in Abraham was a scientist with more “authority” than Eugene.