I'm driving a chariot in the apocalypse

The oil drum robot is only half a person tall, with four mechanical legs dragging a fuel tank body. The fuel tank has an infrared scanning eye and a refueling port below the eye.

This refueling port is also the flame outlet of the oil drum robot. The flames are sprayed out a full ten meters away.

The flames quickly formed a circle, and Rebanna was trapped within the circle of fire. The direction they came from was already blocked by oil drum robots, and there were no monsters except the direction toward the intersection of the underground base.

The off-road motorcycle was damaged in the explosion. Rebanna took off the backpack on the motorcycle, took out a grenade from the backpack, and put a ginseng pill into his mouth.

The ginseng pills took effect quickly, the pain in the body was relieved, and the dizziness caused by blood loss also disappeared. Remove the safety of the grenade and throw it towards the approaching oil drum robot.

When the grenade landed, the infrared eyes of the oil drum robots flashed red, and they retreated away from the grenade.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Rebanna jumped out of the fire ring, and his clothes burned. Before he could extinguish the flames, the grenade was about to explode. If he didn't run to a safe distance quickly, he would be sent to the sky by the grenade.

He hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the underground base. The grenade exploded, and a wave of air blew Rebana to the ground. His shoulder was still scratched by the shrapnel of the grenade, but fortunately it was only a slight scratch.

Rebana, who fell to the ground, quickly rolled around several times, slapped the flames in front of him with his hands, slid down the slope at the entrance of the base, and threw away the oil drum robot.

During the descent, Rebanna slowed down with his hands and feet to prevent him from losing his balance too quickly and causing the grenade safety in the backpack to loosen and explode.

The sliding process only lasted for more than ten seconds, but for Rebanna it took centuries. Fortunately, the material of the clothes was strong and the violent friction with the ground did not tear the pants. However, the whole palm was dripping with blood and it hurt even if he moved. It must be fatal.

He quickly took out a ginseng pill from his backpack and took it. The wound was not bandaged, so he quickly got up and walked forward, for fear that the oil drum robot would chase him down.

The underground base is very empty. There are only dim lights around. I can't tell the direction. I can only temporarily walk along the wall lamps on the stone wall. After passing through a corridor, I see a separate room. The door has been violently destroyed. Judging from the traces, it should be It was forcibly destroyed not long ago.

The word lounge is written on the wall outside the room. The room is large and can accommodate at least twenty people. There is only a dim light bulb flashing.

In the room, the worn quilts were torn to pieces, and the iron frame bed where they slept was also overturned.

Rebana slowly sat down against the wall at the door and bandaged the wound. Looking at his miserable hands, Rebanna thought of the bartenders laughing at him.

Is it just you? Are you worthy? If you want to become a bounty hunter, you must have the consciousness to have your hands stained with blood! Your hands are not suitable for being a bounty hunter.

Rebana had no regrets, and a smile appeared on his face: My hands are stained with blood!

The effect of the ginseng pills was very good. His wound no longer hurt. It would take some time to heal, but the ginseng pills were too expensive. The only two ginseng pills were purchased from Uncle George at a discounted price.

While resting, Rebanna discovered a book scattered at the foot of the bed opposite. When I walked in and picked up the book, I saw that the book cover had turned yellow and many words on it were no longer legible. Judging from the writing format, it should be a diary.

Damn it, potatoes every day! Potato! I want coffee, steak. Where did those damn monsters come from, and how long do I have to hide like a rat.

The monster discovered us. Those oil drum robots blocked the exit and refused to let anyone out. Who created such a monster? Are they those crazy scientists?

The defenses in the base have been breached. I really regret not enduring the pain and taking strengthening potions. Those crazy scientists are really useless. But can anyone tell me why there are mechanical monsters that look like grasshoppers in the base? Are those oil drum robots the same as them? Guard the main road? It’s crazy how this is possible.

I found a way to quickly kill the grasshopper monsters. Their bodies are hard and difficult to damage even with grenades, but just attacking their joints will cause their systems to malfunction and become paralyzed. So what? I had no food or medicine, and an abdominal infection would kill me.

Jack, my dear brother, I am dying! I hope you still have enough food and medicine bottles in the arsenal you are guarding. I hope you can read this diary and defeat those grasshoppers. I'm sorry, I cheated every time I played cards with you, and I won't do it again.

Rebanna closed the diary, regretting his rashness in coming to the underground base. I thought that with a large number of bounty hunters coming, this place should be relatively safe. I came here with the idea of ​​​​fishing in troubled waters to see the world. If I was lucky enough, I could get a chariot.

Judging from the oil drum robot guarding the door, the bounty hunters who came here were in danger, and at least they couldn't get out now.

Hopefully we can find the weapons cache, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Rebanna left the lounge and continued to move along the corridor. He passed several lounges along the way, but they were all looted. The underground base was almost emptied by the bounty hunters who arrived in advance.

He arrived at the door of the weapons depot and was about to go in when he heard fierce gunshots. He followed the gunshots and saw a bounty hunter shooting wildly into the darkness with a shotgun.

Come here! Come here! Come and kill me!

This is a T-shaped corridor. Rebana is hiding at the corner of the T-shaped corridor. He wants to stop the bastard who shoots randomly, but the bastard has lost his mind. If Rebana appears at this time, he will probably be killed by him as a monster. Lose.

We can only wait for him to calm down a little before calling him.

A shell flew out of the darkness and exploded in the narrow corridor. The roar of the explosion almost destroyed Rebanna's eardrums, and the ringing in his ears lasted for a long time. The corridor was very strong. The explosion only shattered a few stones on the wall, but the wall lamps in the corridor were damaged.

The crazy bounty hunter was blown away by the air wave and died not far from Rebanna. His dark body exuded a burning smell, and his shotgun landed not far from Rebanna.

A dark green mechanical grasshopper appeared in the darkness. The long barrel exuded a dangerous aura. It jumped and stopped not far from the body. Scanners on both sides of the barrel confirmed the body.

Rebana clung to the wall, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, for fear of making any noise and being chased by the mechanical grasshoppers.

The mechanical grasshopper's gun barrel moves back and forth, and Rebanna can touch the gun barrel with just one move.

The corridor was narrow and the mechanical grasshopper couldn't turn around. Rebanna was stuck in the blind spot of the mechanical grasshopper's field of vision. After seeing no prey, he jumped back and left.

Listening to the sound of the grasshopper disappearing, Rebanna breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was walking forward to pick up the shotgun, he was injured by a blown stone and was exposed to the eyes of the mechanical grasshopper.