Chapter 3 Survivors

A day later, it gradually quieted down outside, and the ground was no longer shaking.

After the outside world was completely quiet, Ike opened the door of the shield.

There were collapsed houses, trees, and cracks on the ground everywhere.

Ike put on the chemical protective armor, took the gun, and counted the bullets. Then he drove the off-road vehicle to the city that had been hit by the meteorites before.

On the way, he saw many pieces of meat, all of which were unprepared humans.

In fact, Ike could inform the top leaders of each country when he made preparations.

But he didn't do that in the end.

Not to mention what measures these people would take after they got the news, they would definitely send Ike to a psychiatric hospital as a neurotic.

At that time, he would not even have time to prepare himself. In that case, there was no need to ask for trouble.

Ike had advanced dozens of kilometers, but he didn't see any living person on the road.

At this time, the road had become rugged.

Even though Ike had means of transport, his speed was still very slow.

However, when he was about to reach his destination, Ike found something surprising.

There was a gas station on the road ahead.

This could be considered a transfer station, which would make it more convenient for those drivers who passed through this place but did not want to get off the toll booth.

The designer of the gas station was very considerate. He was worried that all the supplies would be burnt down after the accident.

Therefore, the supply area was separated from the gas station for a distance, and most of the supplies were still in good condition.

Although Ike had prepared a lot of food, no one would think that there were too many materials in stock at this time.

For example, those in the upper class would never dislike making more money.

After parking the car, Ike went to the supply station with a pistol in his pocket and a bag in his hand.

Creak~

"Boom!"

The door collapsed before it was completely pushed open.

Ike walked in with light steps and saw a mess inside.

All the shelves collapsed, and the goods and materials were scattered on the ground.

"Not bad. Many things are just slightly damaged."

Ike nodded slightly and then opened the package to collect the materials.

After a while, his bag was full of food.

"Don't move!"

A strong middle-aged man with a watermelon knife suddenly rushed in and stopped Ike.

He was followed by several seemingly tough men.

"He stole our place!"

One of them pointed at Ike and shouted.

"Brat, don't you know that this land has been reserved by us?"

The strong man in the lead shouted angrily.

Ike was a little surprised and muttered, "Hmm? The disaster has just come to an end, but they have united?"

Seeing that Ike was unmoved, the strong man thought he was scared. After all, he didn't look like a desperado.

"John, what should we do with him?" The man behind the strong man asked in a low voice.

John stepped forward and shouted, "Boy, get out of here if you are sensible. The things here don't belong to you!"

Ike laughed scornfully, "Doesn't it belong to me? Does it belong to you?"

"Do you think you can defeat so many of us?" John approached him with a watermelon knife.

Ike immediately took out his pistol from his pocket and pulled the trigger, leaving no chance for the enemy to react.

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out and a young man with yellow hair behind John fell down.

It was not until then that John and the others realized what had happened. They were so scared that they stepped back several meters.

Panic appeared on their faces.

"This guy actually has a pistol!"

Although their country was not strict with the control of guns, not everyone had one.

Even if he did, he could only use it for self-defense at home.

When the natural disaster happened, John and others just survived outside, without guns.

And now countless houses collapsed. It was difficult for them to find a gun. Even if they found it, they didn't have enough bullets.

"Now... Who does this thing belong to?"

Ike swung his pistol and blew the smoke away.

John swallowed and said with a flattering smile, "It belongs to you, brother."

In fact, in his heart, he had already cursed the man who reported the situation here.

Wouldn't you investigate it and report it to me?

He had a pistol!

Didn't they all come here to court death?

After letting out a sigh of relief, John suddenly turned around and patted the head of the underling.

Then he shouted angrily, "Why are you standing there? Hurry up and fetch some materials for our boss. Do you want to eat bullets?"

"Yes, yes!"

The rest underlings didn't dare to disobey, or say they didn't want to be shot, and nodded in response.

They entered the supply station with their heads down and carried everything into Ike's off-road vehicle one by one.

Ike took this opportunity to ask John, "All your people are there?"

In his previous life, he had lived for a month in the "doomsday game".

But he didn't know much about this city.

John hesitated for a moment and said frankly, "Not just that."

This answer made Ike even more surprised. What kind of method did John use to gather so many survivors in a short period of time?

"Do you have a base?" Ike asked again.

John hesitated for a while and finally nodded.

Ike nodded and said nothing.

Ten minutes later, John's underlings finally stopped.

"Sir, all the materials have been loaded. What should we do next?"

John looked at Ike, waiting for Ike's order.

The main reason was that he didn't dare to act rashly since his opponent had a pistol.

Ike said casually, "Take me to your base."

"Well..." John stammered, flustered.

"What's wrong?" Ike instantly captured the subtle change in John's expression.

It turned out that he had always mistaken me as the leader of all the survivors. With an unnatural expression on his face, John said, "Our boss also carries a gun. If you go there, you might..."

"Don't worry. I won't fight with him." Ike said, waving his hand. With the equipment he had prepared in advance, he could definitely defeat their boss.

"Well, I'll take you there." John's tone was very reluctant. After all, in this special period, no one was willing to take an outsider to their own home.

Ike sat on the driver's seat of the off-road vehicle and shouted, "Lead the way."

A man in a shabby school uniform came to the car and asked, "Can we get in the car?"

Ike glanced at him and said, "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and walk!"

John and the others didn't dare to say anything more, so they had to listen to Ike.

The group of people were running at full speed on the road.

Ike drove behind them towards the edge of the city.