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The Wasteland Titan, Conqueror of Adversity, is on the move again.

Although the red man was drunk, he was very adept at operating the tank, as if it was an instinct engraved in his genes.

When the speed of the Jingyuan core engine reached the lowest speed, he pulled the gear lever and switched the gear to the low-speed starting gear.

The entire three-hundred-ton steel behemoth roared forward.

He stepped on the accelerator hard to speed up while changing gears. Soon he shifted to fifth gear and increased the speed of the tank to 100km/s.

When a tank is traveling at high speed, the sound it makes is astonishing.

The roar of the engine and the sound of the tracks rolling on the road made the entire road vibrate violently.

Its huge body was like that of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and it easily ran over the trees, debris, and corpses that fell from the cliff in the previous battle.

These bodies were members of Shelter No. 5 when they were alive, but they were worthless after their death.

Of course, Dr. Bartle was ecstatic.

The running tanks created a huge noise, which disturbed various ferocious beasts lurking in the dense forest.

They rushed out from both sides of the dense forest and pounced on the steel giant.

If it were simply human activity, these ferocious beasts would not be provoked and attack in groups, but the tank was so large and noisy that these ferocious beasts mistakenly thought that this big guy might be some kind of delicious food, and they would be sorry if they didn't take a bite.

As for tanks, they are not afraid of being attacked by these ferocious beasts.

The steel plate is hard enough that the beast's teeth cannot bite it.

But it’s hard for the followers who are driving on it.

They suffered the consequences of their laziness. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of ferocious beasts jumped onto the top of the tanks and started biting them indiscriminately.

For a moment, there were screams, tearing sounds, and blood flowing, it was a horrific sight.

If Sanmu saw this scene, he would definitely curse loudly, because he had asked everyone to follow the tank instead of climbing on it!

If you want to run away, you have to jump down, which is an unnecessary action. Life and death will be determined in an instant.

The red-haired man who was controlling the tank did not slow down at all. He rushed directly towards the pile of ferocious beasts that was comparable to a small beast tide, crushing those ferocious beasts that tried to shake a tree with an ant on the tracks.

"Turn on the gun's firing safety and gun stabilization system!"

The red-haired man shouted to the newcomer sitting behind him. The cabin was filled with the roar of the engine, and only his shouting could make the other person hear him.

He was worried that if he continued like this, the tracks would get stuck on the hard broken bones of the beast.

"Where is the shooting safety?" The novice suddenly panicked and was at a loss when faced with the densely packed buttons.

"The second one to your right is the gun control panel. The top left corner is the switch for the vertical stabilization system, and the bottom right corner is the switch for the fire safety. They are both labeled. All you have to do is press them, and then the status indicator lights will light up."

At this time, the red-haired man still had some patience to interpret and direct.

But the novice behind him was silent for a while, and then a voice came from behind that made the red-haired man collapse:

"I, I can't fucking read!"

"What the hell! You—"

At this moment, the red-haired man hated the basic education in the shelter very much.

There was a proposal earlier to universalize education, and Babatu also approved it and allocated funds.

result……

It's so sad to talk about it. Shelter No. 36 also encountered the same educational difficulties as Shelter No. .

Getting this group of people who can't read a single word, some of whom can't even write their own names, to learn to read from scratch is more difficult than fighting off a beast tide.

Anything that requires using the brain will be extremely painful and torturous.

No one wants to torture themselves. If you have this free time, you might as well brag in the bar.

So... basic education was destroyed in the midst of sighs.

The red-haired man cursed while observing the beast's attack through the external camera inside his helmet.

Generally speaking, tank protection almost ignores all kinds of ferocious beasts.

But there is one kind that poses a threat to tanks, and that is the acid-scale beast.

The beast's extremely strong acid will corrode the barrel of the gun, causing irreversible damage.

"Did you encounter the acid-scale beast just now?" the red-haired man asked again.

The newbie behind him was still scratching his head, trying to understand and find the command button. He was stunned when he heard this, and nodded: "I encountered two."

"It's rare... These things usually act alone."

“Yes, but breeding season is a group activity.”

The newbie added another sentence.

It would have been better if he hadn't added anything. As soon as the words came out, the voice seemed to turn into a spear cut from ice, piercing through fiercely. The red-haired man's body grew colder inch by inch from his fingertips to his heart and deep into his skull.

Some things are so wonderful that it’s better not to mention them, but they will come true once you mention them.

next moment.

Three acid-scaled beasts charged head-on from the front of the tank.

"Damn it, you have a bad mouth!" The red-haired man slapped the newbie in the face.

The novice fan was confused.

The acid-scaled beast outside, with the help of its running and jumping on the spot, suddenly flew up and tried to land on the speeding tank.

The red-haired man was very experienced. He just stepped on the brakes to slow down the car, letting them fall to the road, then stepped on the accelerator and ran over them, leaving three piles of minced meat on the ground.

The people sitting in the tank didn't even feel a slight bump.

The red-haired man knew there would definitely be more Acid-Scaled Beasts coming up, so he immediately gave the order, "Then you take control of the second one from the left. That one controls the automatic weapon station on the turret. There's a 14.5mm dual-purpose machine gun and a 7.62mm machine gun there. Shoot the Acid-Scaled Beasts charging towards you from both sides. Ignore the others! Don't let them jump onto the vehicle!"

What the red-haired man feared most was that the acid-scale beasts would jump onto the gun barrel, which was the most vulnerable part of the entire tank.

There is a screen in front of the gunner's seat that displays the weapon's field of view. Newbies only need to move the handle, put the acid-scaled beasts rushing towards them into the aiming ring, and then pull the trigger.

Such a simple thing is easy for a novice to operate.

Not long after, the weapons on top of the turret began to rotate, and the two machine guns roared and spit out flames, tearing the acid-scale beasts that tried to catch up with the tank into pieces.

A red light shot out from the corner, leaving red lines in the air, and shot into the acid-scale beast hidden in the group of ferocious beasts.

Those were bullets fired from an 18.5mm machine gun, with one tracer bullet in every ten rounds.

The Acid Scaled Beasts were completely unable to withstand the 18.5mm large-caliber machine gun fire. The bullet easily pierced through five or six of them, setting off a bloody storm. Then, it bounced on the ground, easily opening a bowl-sized through-hole in the chest and abdomen of another Acid Scaled Beast.

Then, accompanied by the rustling of tracks, a tank, stained with blood and flesh, rushed in at an astonishing speed, not slowing down even when approaching a curve. Like a harvester reaping wheat, it crushed a swarm of ferocious beasts and carved a path of blood and flesh.

This super-large tank uses the latest hydrostatic-hydrodynamic differential transmission system. The power is transmitted to the output shaft and driving wheel in sequence by the Jingyuan core engine, transfer case, hydraulic pump and hydraulic motor.

The transmission is highly efficient and precise, allowing the tank to perform some difficult driving maneuvers that are impossible for old-era tanks with mechanical transmission.

The red-haired man stared at the curve in front of him, and when he was about to hit the boulder, he quickly pulled the joystick to the first position, creating a speed difference between the driving wheels on both sides, forcibly reversing the direction of the tank and making a sharp 90-degree turn.

A sharp whistling sound.

The right side of the tank rubbed against the boulder violently, sending sparks flying.

At the same time, the ferocious beast hanging on the armor was squeezed into a pile of mud.

"Alas!"

The red-haired man took a big gulp of white wine and hissed, "Conqueror! Haha!"

"Guys, we've already rushed out of the herd of ferocious beasts. Cheer up! I've already seen Shen Bei's butt!"