Chapter 862 - 847: Need for Speed (Part 9)
"Bang!" At the instant of impact, the mutant wolf was killed on the spot. Its wolf body slammed into the Jianghuai’s front hood, making the whole vehicle jolt hard.
You have to know the Jianghuai’s protection is far inferior to the armored escort truck Old Xu drives, so that one hit immediately dented the front end and guardrail in a big crater.
Even worse, Old Zhao clearly hadn’t expected the collision to have such force, so he actually forgot to make the move he should’ve done first thing from the inside—step on the brakes.
The Jianghuai crushed the falling wolf corpse, left behind a smear of blood and mangled flesh, then kept charging forward at full speed.
And right at this moment, the one who was still in the middle of accelerating the bus, Wang Zhongyu, had only stomped down on the gas for about three seconds.
Everyone knows big vehicles accelerate slow, small ones accelerate fast.
And Old Zhao, driving the Jianghuai, had floored the gas to the max to deal with the leaping mutant wolf, so with one rising as the other fell, danger arrived in a heartbeat.
Shit! As Old Zhao snapped back to his senses and saw the bus’s "ass" getting bigger and bigger in front of him, big beads of cold sweat instantly crawled all over his forehead.
This time Old Zhao almost reflexively stomped the brakes, but with inertia still releasing, the vehicle kept moving at a not-so-slow speed, heading right into the back of the bus.
Done for! Done for! Done for!
Old Zhao blamed himself—how the hell did he forget something as huge as braking to slow down just now? You could only say that Old Zhao usually drives way too steady. His refined temperament means he hardly ever has head‑on collisions with people. Even though he’s done several suicide charges since the apocalypse, that feeling had long faded during that stretch of quiet villa days.
But that hit just now undoubtedly made him rediscover that feeling he once had.
Get away! Get away! Step on it and get the bus out of there, Xiao Wang!
Wang Zhongyu had no way of hearing Old Zhao’s shouting in his heart, but through the rearview mirror feedback, he saw the Jianghuai barreling toward him.
Even though he didn’t know why Old Zhao wasn’t slowing down, Wang Zhongyu still stayed extremely calm and pushed the gas to the floor.
"Vroooom!" The bus’s engine roared. The "big guy" seemed to feel the approaching danger too, driving its heavy body at full tilt, inch by inch pushing the speed higher.
Five meters, four meters, three, two—just as it was about to slam into the bus, the bus suddenly sped up and pulled away. At the same time, after nearly 80 meters of inertia buffer, the Jianghuai came to a steady stop.
"Huuu!" He let out a long breath of relief. If the bus had left even a bit later, the two vehicles kissing up close would’ve been a sure thing, nailed in place.
"Hey, Old Zhao, you okay?"
Seeing Old Zhao’s car stop, Hu Xiaodong in the rear hurriedly called out.
"I’m fine! That was intense!" Having dodged disaster, Old Zhao slowly got his groove back. His calm words were like a shot of adrenaline for the companions in the other three vehicles.
Hearing that slightly more confident tone, the corner of Wang Zhongyu’s mouth lifted in a faint curve. As a professional racer, he knew exactly what Old Zhao was feeling now.
"Kacha! Kacha!" Scratching sounds from wolf claws came from the side and rear of the vehicle.
"Zhongyu! The damn thing’s trying to scratch our tires!"
After listening to Duan Chengwu, Wang Zhongyu instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror. Sure enough, on the left side a mutant wolf was using its sharp claws to occasionally scratch and tap at the wheel fender.
Looks like these beasts are smart enough to know blind charging is pointless and have switched to blowing tires to cripple the vehicles.
Just how stupid do you think humans are? If I let a beast like you blow my tires, then all my years of driving would’ve been for nothing.
Fearless with something to rely on, Wang Zhongyu wasn’t the least bit bothered by the wolf pack’s new attack method.
After so many rounds of tangling with Zombies, he’d long since realized he needed to install steel armor plates over the wheels, to protect them from being clawed by Zombies and blown out.
For now, the mutant wolf pack couldn’t do anything to the convoy hurtling along the highway, but Wang Zhongyu had no intention of maintaining a peaceful standoff with them.
He was going to keep killing until every last beast was dead on this stretch of road.
He wanted the wolves to understand that when it comes to racing with humans, they’re still way out of their league!
Carefully watching the movement pattern of the mutant wolf on the left, he could see the beast had clearly learned from the lesson of its fallen comrades up front.
Every time it scratched once, it would immediately drop back behind the vehicle to regroup. Once it had gathered strength, it would come up again to scratch twice, then repeat.
And every spot it retreated to was in a crash blind zone blocked by the bus, leaving Wang Zhongyu with no way to use his personal skills to kill it.
Since one person isn’t enough, then let’s bring in the whole team!
"Lei, tell Old Lin and Hu, Plan B is about to start!"
"Got it!" Lei Tong responded steadily, immediately picking up the Hand-held Radio and relaying, "Old Zhao, Hu, Plan B ready, Plan B ready! Over!"
"Copy!"
"Copy!"
Two voices came one after another as Zhao Yunhai and Hu Xiaodong both replied.
Right after, in Wang Zhongyu’s rearview mirror, two vehicles pressed up one left, one right.
Seeing this, Wang Zhongyu gave further orders: "Uncle Zhao, you take the left. Hu, you cover the rear!"
Receiving the orders, Old Zhao and Hu Xiaodong each worked their steering, and the two vehicles formed an encircling formation, trapping the mutant wolf in a narrow space.
The sudden iron lumps pressing in clearly messed up the mutant wolf’s original attack plan. To lure the beast to a good kill spot, Old Zhao even slapped his window and shouted loudly, "Hey! Beast! Want some meat? Come on! Come to your Uncle Zhao!"
"Bang!" There was no way a mutant wolf could take that kind of provocation. The moment it saw Old Zhao’s "handsome reflection" in the glass, the Bloodthirsty Gene in its heart instantly stirred to life.
"Old Zhao, careful!"
In the rearview mirror, the Jianghuai suddenly swayed. Seeing that, Lei Tong was shocked.
Fortunately Old Zhao’s reactions were fast enough and he stabilized the steering in time, otherwise with that move just now, he could very well have slammed into the guardrail on the roadside.
This risky move also served as a wake‑up call for Old Zhao—these mutant wolves weren’t something he could just mess with however he pleased.
But no matter what, Old Zhao’s little stunt just now did successfully ignite the mutant wolf’s bloodlust.
The beast gave up chasing the bus and turned to fully attack the Jianghuai.
It unleashed another brutal charge, completely forgetting the lesson it’d just learned.
But it forgot that Wang Zhongyu on the bus had been waiting for this chance the whole time.
"Tell Old Zhao! Get ready! Tell him to stabilize the steering no matter what!"
"Old Zhao! Old Zhao! We’re starting. Sit tight and grip that wheel!"
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Old Zhao fixed his gaze on the bus’s driving line, quietly waiting for the collision to come.
Jump! Jump! If you’ve got the guts, jump one more time!
No one knew if the mutant wolf heard Wang Zhongyu’s wish, but it cooperatively leaped up again.
As the wolf’s body rose into midair, Wang Zhongyu shouted, "Old Zhao, hold that steering steady, I’m coming!"
He yanked the wheel hard to the left. The bus immediately lurched like a drunk brute staggering sideways. Once the angle lined up, Wang Zhongyu quickly spun the wheel back the other way. This time the bus just did a snake‑like swerve, the body twisting beautifully from front to back. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)