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The Wasteland Titan, Conqueror of Adversity, moved again.

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

When the speed of the crystal source core engine reached the lowest speed, he pulled the gear lever and switched the gear to the low-speed start gear.

The entire steel behemoth weighing 300 tons roared forward.

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

When the tank was driving at high speed, the momentum was very amazing.

The roaring engine sound, the sound of the tracks rolling on the road, the whole road surface trembled violently.

Its huge body was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, easily rolling over the trees and debris on the road and the bodies that fell from the cliff in the previous battle.

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

Of course, Dr. Batu was ecstatic.

The running of the tank created a huge momentum, disturbing various beasts lurking in the dense forest.

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

If it was just human activities, these beasts would not be enraged and attack in groups, but this tank was too big and made a lot of noise, making these beasts mistakenly think that this big guy might be some kind of delicious food. If they didn't take a bite, they would be sorry for themselves.

For the tank, it was not afraid of these beasts attacking and killing.

The steel plate was hard enough, and the beasts' teeth would definitely not be able to bite it.

But it was hard for the followers who were on it.

They suffered the consequences of their laziness. In the blink of an eye, the beasts jumped onto the top of the tank and bit them randomly.

For a while, there were screams, tearing sounds, and blood flowing, which was horrible.

If Sanmu saw this scene, he would definitely curse. At the beginning, he 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 action that should not be taken. Life and death are condensed into bitter fruits in an instant.

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

"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 full of the roar of the engine, and only shouting could make the other party hear.

He was worried that if he continued to roll like this, the track would be stuck by the hard broken bones of the beast.

"Where is the firing safety?" The novice panicked and was at a loss in the face of the densely packed buttons.

"The second one on your right is the gun control panel. The upper left corner is the switch for the stabilization system, and the lower right corner is the switch for the firing safety. There are text labels on them. You just need to press it and then light up the status indicator light."

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

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

"I, I can't read!"

"Fuck! You——"

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

Earlier, there was a proposal to popularize education, and Babatu also approved it and allocated funds.

As a result...

It's all tears to talk about it. Shelter No. 5 also encountered the education problem of Shelter No. 36.

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

Anyone who uses the brain is extremely painful and tortured.

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

So... basic education was wiped out with a sigh.

The red-haired man was cursing, while observing the attack of the beast through the external camera in the helmet.

In general, tank protection almost ignores all kinds of beasts.

But there is one kind that will pose a threat to the tank, that is the acid-scale beast.

The strong acid of this beast will corrode the gun barrel and cause irreversible damage.

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

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

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

"Yes, but they act collectively during the breeding season."

The novice added another sentence.

It would have been better if he didn't add it. As soon as he said this, the sound seemed to become a spear cut from ice, piercing fiercely, and the red-haired man's body cooled down inch by inch from his fingertips to his heart and deep into his skull.

Some things are very strange. It's better not to mention them. Once you mention them, they will come.

The next moment.

Three acid-scale beasts rushed from the front of the tank.

"Damn, you crow mouth!" The red-haired man slapped the novice in the face with his backhand.

The novice was stunned.

The acid-scale beasts outside, with the help of running and jumping on the spot, flew up suddenly, trying to land on the speeding tank.

The red-haired man was very experienced. He just braked and slowed down the speed of the car, letting them fall on 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 did not even feel the slightest bump.

The red-haired man knew that there would definitely be more acid-scale beasts coming later, so he immediately commanded: "Then you operate the second one from the left to the right, which can control the automatic weapon station on the turret. There is a 14.5mm dual-purpose machine gun and a 7.62mm machine gun there. Shoot the acid-scale beasts rushing from both sides. Don't worry about the others! Don't let them jump onto the car!"

The red-haired man was most afraid of the acid-scale beasts jumping onto the gun barrel, which was the most vulnerable part of the entire tank.

There was a screen showing the weapon's field of view in front of the gunner's seat. The novice only needed to move the handle, put the acid-scale beasts rushing over into the aiming ring, and then pull the trigger.

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

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

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

It was a bullet fired by an 18.5mm machine gun, with a tracer bullet in every ten rounds.

Those acid-scale beasts were completely unable to resist the shooting of 18.5mm large-caliber machine gun bullets. The bullet easily penetrated five or six acid-scale beasts and set off a bloody storm. Then it bounced on the ground and easily opened a bowl-sized through wound in the chest and abdomen of an acid-scale beast.

Then, accompanied by the sound of the tracks, a tank covered with blood and minced meat rushed in at an astonishing speed, and did not slow down even when it was about to face a curve. Just like a harvester harvesting wheat, it crushed a group of beasts and opened a bloody road.

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

The transmission is efficient and precise, allowing the tank to perform some difficult driving maneuvers that the old-time tanks with mechanical transmission cannot do.

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, causing the speed difference between the two driving wheels, forcibly reversing the direction of the tank and making a 90° sharp turn.

A sharp whistle.

The right side of the tank was rubbing against the boulder violently, and sparks flew.

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

"Woo!"

The red-haired man took a sip of white wine and hissed: "Conqueror! Haha!"

"Guys, we have rushed out of the herd of beasts, cheer up, I have seen Shen Bei's butt!"