Heavy Armoured Truck In Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 11: The dying chariot

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The enraged monster was only calm for a short time, and soon, a new round of impact came again. Shen Cong no longer had the energy to curse the monster. He could only hold on to the handrails and cling to the wall of the King Kong to reduce the impact area.

This state lasted for ten minutes.

This is what is displayed on the mechanical watch.

But Shen Cong felt that half a century had passed, and he was worried about himself and the King Kong. If the monster continues to play like this, the King Kong will fall apart sooner or later, and even if it doesn't fall apart, it will become a scrap. Shen Cong simply couldn't muster his willpower to guide the King Kong to absorb the activity and resist the impact.

Now he can only seek happiness for himself even for his own safety.

The end of the world also has an end.

ten minutes later.

The rolling King Kong finally lay on its back on the bottom of the water, and the monster stopped hitting it again. However, the slight shaking continued, and the sound of a sharp weapon rubbing against each other came from outside, which was very harsh.

Hearing this voice, Shen Cong's heart beat faster again.

"What is this monster going to do? It's biting the King Kong!"

Shen Cong took a deep breath of oxygen.

Feeling that he couldn't sit still and wait for death, he quickly forced himself to calm down, concentrated as never before, and his willpower turned into a sharp arrow, which was projected into the body of the King Kong.

"The external armor is extensively damaged, a small part of the internal wiring is damaged, the frame structure is broken, and it is in urgent need of repair... The activity is exhausted, and some parts of the body have already experienced activity degradation... "

A piece of information appeared in Shen Cong's mind. This was the information fed back by the King Kong.

The damage level of the King Kong has almost reached the edge of scrapping. 85% of the car body was originally assimilated by activity, but now it has shrunk to only 25%, which only ensures that the basic frame is still active.

The situation is appalling.

Regardless of checking the King Kong, the monsters outside were still biting and the damage to the armor was increasing. Under pressure, Shen Cong felt surprisingly calm. He quickly mobilized the remaining vitality, transferred it from the frame to the outer armor, sensed the part where the monster was biting, and immediately led the vitality to rush to resist.

At the same time, it is used as a distraction, swallowing up the activity free in the water like a whale.

Crunch, crunch.

The armor that originally made the monster think it was not too hard suddenly became hard and almost made the monster bite his teeth. The monster's intelligence is obviously relatively low, and it is not aware of changes in human manipulation activity.

Unable to bite the armor, it turns to bite the tires.

Before Shen Cong could mobilize his energy and rush towards the tire, the special tire with a diameter of 1.5 meters was bitten by the monster.

Bang!

The tire exploded in the water, which not only scared the monster, but also Shen Cong.

Then, the angry monster struck again in a series, throwing Shen Cong's head on the iron cabinet before he could grab the armrest.

My vision went dark and I almost fainted.

Resisting the dizziness in his head, he grabbed a steel pillar in the carriage and refused to let go, letting the King Kong roll without rhythm.

He could feel that his head was bleeding, and his energy was slowly draining away with the bleeding.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Shen Cong thought he couldn't hold on any longer, the King Kong calmed down again. This time it was calm, it was complete calm. There was no friction, no biting and shaking, only the slight sound of running water.

Faced with the difficult-to-gnaw steel knot, the prehistoric crocodile-like monster finally chose to give up.

After getting a chance to breathe, Shen Cong quickly gritted his teeth and concentrated on mobilizing his energy to stop the bleeding. Then I contacted the King Kong again. This time, the King Kong was even worse. The activity was only less than 10%, and it was still falling slowly. This was not distributing activity to the outside like ordinary radiation, but actually losing activity. .

If King Kong were a living creature, it would definitely be on the verge of death.

Loss of activity, like loss of blood.

Shen Cong couldn't care less about continuing to treat his injuries, and spent all his willpower on guiding the King Kong to absorb external activity and repair the body.

The King Kong is his biggest guarantee of survival in the end of the world, but there can be no big problems.

From night to morning, Shen Cong didn't rest for a minute that night, racing against time to repair the King Kong.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the cracked armor gap of the King Kong, the repair work finally came to an end. The activity was successfully maintained at the critical value of 15% and no longer leaked to the outside world. When the activity is lower than 15% of the total, it will be slowly lost. When it is higher than 15%, it will no longer be lost and can be taken in from the outside.

A balance point.

In this way, the "life" of the King Kong was saved.

Shen Cong was also freed from the exhausting repair work and checked the surrounding situation.

The King Kong fell to the ground on its side. The water level has dropped to about the level of the thighs. It is still falling at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is expected that the water will completely subside in less than half an hour.

The receding of the stagnant water means that the mutated monster like the prehistoric giant crocodile also disappears with the water.

This huge threat was eliminated, and the depression that had accumulated in Shen Cong's heart finally dissipated. At least on dry land, no such huge mutant monsters have been found, so the steel chariot King Kong has once again become a guarantee of safety.

However, the current King Kong is on the verge of being scrapped.

The main structure of the car body was broken, and almost all functions were damaged. Counting active repairs and Shen Cong's own tools to repair it, it took less than ten days and a half to repair it badly.

In other words, he will stay here for at least ten days.

Only then can we set off again.

"Now, first of all, we need to turn the King Kong over and put the tires on the ground... Just in case, we will take action when the water recedes." Shen Cong formulated a plan.

Then I found some wolf meat and ate it raw, regardless of whether it was cooked.

The wolf meat that has been soaked in water rots quickly and cannot be stored for a long time. It just so happens that Shen Cong's current lack of activity can be compensated by the wolf meat.

The raw meat tastes a bit disgusting.

The tooth wolf has been dead for more than a week, so most of the activity in the flesh has been lost. However, because it is raw meat, there is no cooking process to destroy the activity. Generally speaking, the activity that can be obtained from it is still the same as that of the previous few days. Shen Cong suppressed his nausea and stuffed a large piece of wolf meat into his stomach.

A few minutes later, a hot heat spread from the stomach, with an activity dozens of times higher than the free activity in the outside world. It accumulated in his limbs and repaired the bruises on Shen Cong's appearance and the wounds on his head.

I don't know if it is the principle of breaking and building again, but Shen Cong found that his mastery of activity has risen to a new level, as if he can use his fingers with his arms. The integration of body and activity has also reached a very deep level. It used to be the strength of an ox, but now it feels like it can reach the strength of an ox and a half after eating.

The spiritual connection between him and the King Kong has become closer, and the exchanges of activities between him have become more frequent.

"Is this a blessing in disguise?" Shen Cong looked at the messy interior of the carriage and couldn't explain how he felt now.

Fortunately, all the turmoil has passed.

The disaster of the last days did not destroy his belief in living well.