If the purpose of not allowing the perfect human plan to succeed, Fu Qinghai should kill all the zombies from "I Am a Legend" and "Army of the Living Dead", instead of letting the zombie leader and his princess live.

But Fu Qinghai didn't do that.

A whole planet of zombies, how did he kill them all.

Anyone who lets go of one zombie is equivalent to letting go of all the zombies, and these two urban ruins are not necessarily the only zombie lair. If he wants to mess with the situation of the human race, he has to start from other aspects, and it is obviously not possible to cut it with a knife, and if he wants to completely eradicate a virus, he can't rely on this stupid method, he has to use some scientific and technological means, serum, vaccine, or ...... Extermination Order.

Fu Qinghai thought silently.

The Riemann Ruth tank was driving on a highway that had broken into several sections, and unless a gust of wind blew through it, it was impossible to see that it had once been a highway, revealing a faint asphalt surface.

The roadbed is settled, the road surface is inclined, and some faults are even more than one meter wide, but Fu Qinghai still chooses to take this road, not only the direction, but at least the hardening degree of the road surface is stronger than simple sand, saving engine power.

In the field of vision of the periscope, scattered vehicle wreckage gradually appeared on the highway, and only a pair of scorched and rusty frames remained.

There was no need to steer, no need to avoid, the Riemann Ruth tank, which was close to four and a half meters high, was running over squarely, and the wreckage of the vehicle collapsed and flattened in an instant, failing to make the heavy steel behemoth rise and fall a little.

Cars need bulldozers, and tanks are directly crushed.

In the carriage, Fu Qinghai was teaching three women how to operate various equipment and weapons on the tank.

Originally, with the number of crew members of the Riemann Ruth tank, Fu Qinghai and Qing Ming were very reluctant to operate, and they could not fully exert the full power of this armored combat vehicle.

The shrunken Blue Shell Power Armor is driving the tank "alone", while Fu Qinghai explains the operation of the side-mounted weapon station to the three women:

"It's a double-barreled heavy Spitfire, a very simple close-range Spitfire weapon, the firing hole is here, the trigger is here."

Fu Qinghai said to Li Xingxian:

"You're in charge of this side hanger."

"Okay."

Li Xingxian lifted his hood and nodded his chin, and below was a delicate face as porcelain, which looked like the beautiful COS films after careful makeup + heavy PS at the Comic Con.

It's the first time Fu Qinghai has seen a real person look like this, and beauty is beautiful, but the height of 1.58 meters is too small, not Fu Qinghai's dish.

"This is a double heavy explosive projectile, and the range is a little farther than the Spitfire, so there is a simple sight and front sight, the trigger is here, and the chain box is here."

Fu Qinghai said to Chen Zhulu:

"You're in charge of this side hanger."

"Okay, Aoyama."

Chen Shilu nodded and sat down in her place.

"Jiang Yixia, I'll teach you how to load shells."

Fu Qinghai said to She-Hulk.

"Okay!"

Jiang Yixia agreed.

The Riemann Ruth tank does not have an automatic loader, and the shells of the 200mm caliber combat cannon are really not something that ordinary women can move, and in the previous life, the earth was the caliber of self-propelled guns and shore defense guns.

She-Hulk is known for her strength, and before Fu Qinghai did not carry out the quadruple strengthening, even if the increase in the electronic muscle fiber bundle of the power armor was still not as strong as the power of the Wonderful Youth Hulk.

Jiang Yixia can easily move the cannonball without moving.

The crew members were already in place, and Fu Qinghai finally set up a simple temporary tank squad, and then he felt that the armored fighting vehicle was incomplete without a number.

So Fu Qinghai took out the spray paint can, leaned out half of his body from the round hatch at the top of the turret, and scribbled a few big words on the shell on the side of the turret:

My Little Pony.

"There are two mages in our crew."

Fu Qinghai explained solemnly:

"It's the magic of friendship."

Chen Shilu tugged at the corners of his mouth, speechless.

Li Xingxian held his forehead with one hand and was speechless.

You women, you don't have a bit of humor.

Fu Qinghai turned around and thought to himself.

In those days when there was no Ron and Upton, only Old Man Hu Xian would cooperate with Fu Qinghai's occasional nervousness.

My master, where are you?

Fu Qinghai's gaze drifted away with his thoughts.

Forget it, the reincarnation of the human Lv.7 level, do you need to worry about it, worry about yourself, Fu Qinghai, the loser of the Lv.4 level.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Fu Qinghai cleaned up his mood and instructed Jiang Yixia:

"You go and sit in the driver's seat, I'm going to go out and have a look."

Jiang Yixia's eyes were attached to the periscope of the gunner's position, and he was looking around happily, and he was surprised when he heard this:

"But you didn't teach me how to drive?"

"Hold the steering wheel tightly and press the accelerator all the way."

Fu Qinghai and the Blue Shell Power Armor completed the merger, opened the side hatch and jumped out of the tank, and the tank dragging the armored car was still rumbling forward, but the speed was extremely slow.

The multi-fuel engine is very good, not only the Riemann Ruth main battle tank, but also the Emperor Poison Blade super heavy tank.

However, there are also many tanks that choose to open nuclear plasma generators or adaptive thermal combustion reactors, both of which are much more difficult to maintain and logistically demanding than multi-fuel engines.

But they are more powerful and faster.

Match armored units that need to travel quickly.

Multi-fuel engines are simply too slow.

The Riemann Ruth tank, towing a Troyin logistics vehicle, can only run 40 km/h on the road, and the off-road speed is even less than 19 km/h.

Jiang Yixia took over the driver's position, and Fu Qinghai climbed to the roof of the armored car towed behind, opened the top hatch, took out the flying backpack, and replaced it with the industrial backpack.

"Poof—"

The huge circular turbofan spewed out a strong air current, and the blazing white plasma flames washed the roof of the car, Fu Qinghai bent his legs and stared, and instantly soared into the sky, straight into the air.

He couldn't stand the slow speed of the tank.

He had to go to a distance first to see if the direction the zombie leader pointed him in was right, if this blind foolish zombie dared to mess with him, he would immediately let Chen Gorilla open the door and go back to behead his dog.

Fu Qinghai rose to a height of three thousand meters, his body flying parallel to the ground, and just when he raised his eyes, an endless wall of dust storms rolled and rolled, blocking his way.

I'll go!?

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened for a moment.

Is this a hurricane or a typhoon?

In the distance, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, lead-gray sand, galloping like thousands of horses, accompanied by winding and shining thunderstorms, and several tornado-like cyclones, the sand and gravel on the ground were constantly rolled up, spinning and sucking into the air, cumulonimbus clouds and sandstorms mixed together, blocking all vision, only the light of lightning faintly lit up in the dust.

Fu Qinghai didn't say a word, and directly dived down.

Fu Qinghai is not afraid of thunderstorms and lightning, but the wall of air surging in the distance, the visual inspection is at least 17 or above the wind, accompanied by sand dust and heavy rain, Fu Qinghai's jetpack can't stand it, and it will be thrown into the sky every minute.

The earth that has experienced the baptism of nuclear war, the climate and environment have changed greatly, I don't know if the current natural disasters can be measured by the original standards, Fu Qinghai judged from the drought degree of the city ruins, he always thought that this was an inland area, but the super typhoon in front of him refreshed his cognition.

Fu Qinghai plunged headlong into the ground, and when he was about to hit the ground, a beautiful harrier rolled over and retracted its wings, and its backpack turned off and landed on both feet.

The storm on the far side had not yet approached, the manic whirlwind had already arrived, the sky was gradually darkening, and the raindrops of beans were constantly falling to the ground, splashing dust, and sporadic sand and gravel began to hit the tank shell, blowing "smack" sounds, and rumbling muffled thunder from far and near.

The rain gathered into a trickle and trickled down from the armor, Fu Qinghai unloaded his backpack to shrink his size, opened the hatch and got into the tank.

A burst of humidity and cold wind poured in, making the three girls in the car stunned, Fu Qinghai took off his armor and said:

"Immediately turn off all electronic instruments, sights, on-board communications, ornithography arrays, ......"

Fu Qinghai paused:

"The storm is coming."

……

Chen Shilu was about to operate the equipment, and Fu Qinghai pressed her shoulder:

"Open a dimensional gate big enough for tanks to pass through, and we'll get out of here."

Chen Zhulu nodded, put his eyes to the periscope, saw the scene in front of the tank, the suspension ring was placed on the slender white fingers, and commanded the dance to quickly draw a circle, a golden-red rotating circle of fire lit up in front of the tank, and it became bigger and bigger, about to expand to envelop the entire tank......

"Smack!!

In the sky, a blazing white lightning bolt that was three meters wide suddenly cracked, instantly forming a curved pattern in the air, and struck the Riemann Ruth tank fiercely.

The scattered white thunderbolts disturbed the expanding dimensional gate, and a burst of discharge-like white fine lines spread along the metal body, Chen Gorilla was shocked by the shock, trembling all over, accompanied by the counterattack of the interrupted casting, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

"Xiao Lu!"

The second daughter exclaimed.

Fu Qinghai was also stunned!

What the am I ......

The tank was hit by lightning, such a small probability!?

Is this a heavenly punishment or a catastrophe?

Although most of the current was channelled into the earth along the rain and the body of the car, the part of the current flowing through the body still made everyone in the car tremble, but fortunately, Fu Qinghai turned off the electronic instruments in advance and did not cause greater loss and damage.

Fu Qinghai and Li Xingxian hurriedly helped Chen Shilu up, letting the languishing woman lean aside, Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand to open Chen Shilu's half-closed eyelids to see if her child's hole had spread, and asked:

"Are you alright?"

"No, it's okay......"

Chen Gorilla appeared as white as paper and said weakly.

"Hula-la-"

At this point, the storm completely engulfed the chariot.

"Jingle bell—"

The sand and gravel raised by the typhoon hit the tank armor, making a dense noise, and the pouring rain was pouring down the observation window and shooting hole, Fu Qinghai approached the periscope to take a look, and happened to see the wreckage of a car in front of him being swept up by the whirlwind, flying into the air and smashing to the ground, rolling like a rotten newspaper.

"We're not going to be blown away by the wind."

Jiang Yixia sat in the gunner's seat and also saw this scene, and couldn't help but ask with some concern.

Then we will become the flying Riemann Ruth.

Fu Qinghai said secretly in his heart, comforting on his mouth:

"Don't worry, the Riemann Ruth tank weighs nearly seventy tons, and there is a thirty-ton Troyin logistics vehicle hanging in the back, so we won't be swept away so easily."

That being said, Fu Qinghai still secretly blamed the technical priest of Mars in his heart: What are you doing with the damn oil oil that you can't build a tank so high!

A four-and-a-half behemoth, the commanding height of the entire plain.

Fu Qinghai gave up the plan to make the tank turn around at the beginning, the movement speed was too slow, and he couldn't keep up with the speed of the storm, and wanted to use the dimensional gate to leave, but was hit by lightning again......

It's really a bloody mold.

Ancient pirates said that you can't carry a woman on a ship, and if you bring a woman, your luck will go bad, and it seems that the same is true for tanks.

Fu Qinghai speculated maliciously.

As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, his hands did not stop, quickly and continuously shifting gears, refueling, and stabilizing the direction, the tank accelerated again and moved forward in the rumbling sound.

"Aoyama, do we still want to move forward?"

Jiang Yixia asked in surprise.

Fu Qinghai's face was calm and calm, and he said:

"The storm is moving in the direction behind us, we can't go backwards, we can only continue to move forward, and moving in the opposite direction can get out of the storm's range faster."

Fu Qinghai picked up the tank commander's big-brimmed hat and buttoned it on the top of his head, holding the steering wheel with both hands, controlling the steel behemoth, the two tracks kept switching differential rotations, twisting left and right in the frenzied storm, like a big man dancing ballet on a tightrope, almost avoiding a few writhing tornadoes.

The direction of the cyclone and wind inside the storm is unpredictable, blowing on the front of the tank for a while, making the tank's speed stagnate, and pushing behind the tank for a while, making the tank move forward slightly, but fortunately, the tank is still driving on the highway, and there is never a scene of the whole car being swept away by the typhoon.

Outside the periscope's field of vision, Fu Qinghai saw the drenched wreckage of the car, the rusted and blackened metal frame splashed by the rain, and the debris fragments peeled off and fell.

"It's acid rain, very corrosive acid rain."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

No wonder there isn't a single tree in sight in the entire area.

At this moment, a huge tornado column suddenly formed in front of it, twisting and spinning, and it went straight to the tank, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Steady!"

Fu Qinghai shouted.

"Buzzing ......"

The tornado and the tank passed by, the body structure was squeezed by stress, and it let out a low and piercing moan, and under the action of huge negative pressure, the front end of the car was slightly raised, nearly half a meter above the ground, and fell heavily.

"Bang!"

The track smashed into the ground, splashing a puddle of muddy water.

The people in the carriage followed up and down, the body of the car shook, Li Xingxian hugged Chen Shilu tightly in his arms, and the wine bottles and sundries staggered and rolled down on the floor.

Fu Qinghai didn't panic at all, let go of the clutch, switched gears, and continued to move forward, pushing away the dirt and stones that stood in the way all the way.

My pony who rides the waves.

……

Finally, with Fu Qinghai's unremitting efforts, the tank broke out of the storm.

The clouds dissipated, and the wind subsided.

It's just that the sparse raindrops are still hitting the tank shell.

After the rain, the sun was revealed.

Fu Qinghai was still stepping on the accelerator at his feet, but he easily opened the steering wheel in his hand, and gasped with relief, which had been pinched out by him with a shallow mark.

"Look, it's a rainbow!"

Jiang Yixia, whose face was attached to the periscope, suddenly shouted.

Fu Qinghai adjusted his perspective and saw that in the gray sky, there was indeed a rainbow hanging high.

"Xiaolu, it's okay, we're out."

Li Xingxian said to Chen Shilu who was leaning on her arms.

Chen Yaolu's chest rose and fell, panting slightly, but he didn't care about whether it was rainbow or not, he just stared at Fu Qinghai's back fixedly.

"Wave!"

Fu Qinghai leaned over and picked up a bottle of beer rolling down on the ground, opened the cap with his thumb, took a big sip beautifully, swallowed it with a grunt, turned his head and smiled at the three women:

"It's a bit of a dead world."

…………