"Is this what I think it is? Are those people possibly trying to rob us?" The motorhome had stopped in the middle of the road, and Rosita ha
"Is this what I think it is? Are those people possibly trying to rob us?"
The motorhome had stopped in the middle of the road, and Rosita had joined them in the cockpit. Michael shrugged his shoulders with a helpless smile on his face while Andrea looked incredibly nervous.
In the distant road ahead of them, a group of dangerous looking survivors are currently blocking the road, which forced the trio to a stop.
"What now? We've never stopped something that huge before. We can stop them even if they go crazy, but the end result is that we'd also lose people since we're really not sure how many people there are inside and how heavily armed they are." One of the women among them, wearing a biker gang jacket, expressed her concerns.
"She's right. That's literally a tank man. Makes me wonder who's the idiot driving such a big rig. I'm sure that thing drinks gas like its water." Another survivor backed her concerns, and he didn't forget to throw in an insult.
"What the heck are you two talking about? We have already determined that there's only three of them inside. We've been watching them for days, and just as we're about to do it. You're suddenly bringing up things that've already been cleared days prior! Are you two high right now?"A man with a rough appearance and with a ponytail looked at them while frowning, visibly annoyed that they were causing trouble at such an important time.
"But are we really sure that there's only three of them? Come on, we'd been following them for days. How are we so sure that they hadn't noticed us yet? And who'd be insane enough to drive such an eye-catching vehicle if they are not confident in defending themselves? Hello~ we're not the only bad guys in this world." The woman ignored his words and kept pointing out things that they had never really thought about until she pointed them out today.
The head honcho took a deep breath and calmed his anger before pointing his finger towards her. "You crazy bitch! Stop ruining our plans and making baseless assumptions! Someone get her out of here before I do something I might regret!"
"You know I'm not wrong." The woman laughed while being escorted away and locked inside one of the cars at the back.
"She really has a point, Lucas. I know it's annoying since she'd been constantly reminding us this since yesterday, but we indeed do not know how heavily armed those people are. For all we know, they might even have a rocket launcher inside that thing." One of them finally couldn't hold it in and spoke out his thoughts.
The man named Lucas, released a sigh like he's full of it. "Is there anyone here who thinks Cyan is right and thinks this was a bad idea in the first place?"
Everyone looked warily at each other, but it was only for a moment before one, two and more slowly raised their hands, amounting to almost half of the group, five people in total.
Lucas pursed his lips and was about to say something when someone beat him to it. "Whether this was a bad idea from the start or not. There's no use backing out now, we're already here. We've already taken the first step, it's either we see this to the end or just pack up right now and forget that we even did this shit in the first place."
Lucas smiled at those words and his gaze swept over them. "What do you think? Is everyone in or not?"
"Dang it, let's do it! We've already wasted a lot of time planning this shit. Let's rob them!"
"Yeah!"
One of them started yelling, and the others immediately followed suit, influenced by the atmosphere.
Lucas and the person from earlier who talked about seeing it to the end looked at each other and exchanged subtle nods. Everyone jumped inside their own vehicles and headed towards where Michael and the others were.
In the opposite direction, when Michael noticed them dispersing into their own vehicles. He immediately had a bad feeling and turned towards the two women. "Get to the back and look for cover. They're coming."
Rosita immediately turned around and went to the back while Andrea hurriedly stood up from her seat and followed after her. Michael also did the same, but he did not follow them and instead grabbed the seat situated just behind the driver's seat and opened it up.
Inside, there's a familiar, and intimidating weapon quietly lying down inside like sleeping beauty. That sleeping beauty is a M32 Multiple Grenade Launcher, or otherwise known as the grenade launcher with six cylinders, similar to a revolver.
Michael immediately picked it up along with its rounds and headed to the back and out to the sunroof.
With half of his body sticking out like a sore thumb on the roof of the vehicle, he saw that the hostile survivors had only covered half of the distance during that time, and the remaining half the distance gave him enough time to load up the M32 with only three rounds of its projectiles.
Michael aimed at the incoming enemies and muttered. "You just had to come today." before pressing the trigger.
Plop!
On the other hand, during the time Michael was loading up the grenade launcher. A couple of this group of looters excitedly stuck their bodies out of the car windows while making weird sounds, and just when one of them was about to open fire.
Something shocking happened ahead.
And unfortunately, as the one leading the charge. The sedan at the front were the first ones to receive a gift coming from above them.
Tlank!
From out of nowhere, something landed in front of them, followed by the sound of something they'd never forget.
Boom!
Something exploded underneath the sedan, the car immediately lost control, the driver tried to regain it, but in his panic. He bumped onto the car running beside them before it swerved into the opposite direction, got flipped over and slid towards the roadside.
"Patrick! No!"
The explosion scared everyone, especially when they saw what happened ahead of them. Most grew scared and suddenly wanted out. So they immediately slowed down, but some who were close to the victims of the explosion were blinded by anger and continued the charge.
Five cars raced towards the motor home and started opening fire towards the man on the roof of the vehicle.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It was admirable, what they were trying to do, avenging their friends. Unfortunately, life is not fair as another explosion takes place just seconds after the first one.
Boom!
Boom!
And it was followed by another explosion, the attacks precisely landed onto their targets and incapacitated two more vehicles and the people inside, whether they're alive or dead remains unknown.
Unfortunately for the ones remaining, their hell is not over yet as Michael immediately pulled out his rifle and started spraying them!
Ratatatata!
Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!
"Ahhh! Ahhh!"
"I knew this was a bad idea!"
"I'm dying! I'm dying! Someone help me!"
"B-blood! I'm losing too much blood! Help!"
The people inside the remaining cars all ducked down, some bravely opened the doors and used them as shields with the sound of gunfire kept ringing ahead of them. Creating an ominous melody of gunfire, the sound of glass shattering and the panic screams of the looters.
In Michae's eyes, it was absolute cinema, but for the ones on the receiving end of it?
It was hell.