If it weren't for the reinforced modifications of this vehicle he was driving, he would've been blown to pieces by now.

"Who exactly are these people???" Old Ghost's eyes were bloodshot; he had not expected what he initially thought was just a rebellious faction.

But reality gave him a big surprise.

"This bomb must be an 82 rapid-fire cannon; ordinary people wouldn't be able to operate it. Could it be officials? It shouldn't be."

Old Ghost endured the intense pain in his abdomen, floored the gas pedal, and hurriedly fled the area.

After all, he was a former special soldier and was very familiar with the range of such artillery.

Which meant he was still not out of the danger zone.

At that moment, Li Yu saw several vehicles emerging from the smoke and dust.

No further shelling orders were given.

Generally, shelling is meant for group fire coverage; attacking just a few vehicles is too wasteful.

The targets keep changing as the vehicles move, and with artillery coverage, it might take a dozen rounds to hit them.

Just now, they had caught them off guard when those people weren't paying attention. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The results achieved were already quite impressive.

Seeing Old Ghost and his group leaving, Li Yu hesitated for a while, then got inside the vehicle, shouted to Li Tie and others: "Get in, pursue them."

Everyone got in the vehicle.

They chased after those few vehicles.

But within just a few minutes of pursuit, Li Tie, controlling a drone, saw ahead of the fleeing vehicles.

A few hundred vehicles appeared.

In the sunset, hundreds of vehicles appeared on the vast plains, very majestic.

"Big brother, there are many more cars behind!" Li Tie gasped, exclaiming in shock.

Li Yu climbed onto the vehicle's roof with a telescope, looking in that direction.

Watching hundreds of vehicles drive in a grand procession.

The few vehicles they had been pursuing merged into those hundreds of vehicles.

Li Yu felt a sinking feeling; he originally thought he had overestimated the Motorcycle Gang's strength, but he didn't expect their rapid growth.

From the looks of it, with hundreds of vehicles, the Motorcycle Gang must have at least two thousand members.

That number was terrifying.

So he immediately ordered Dapao to turn around and head towards the Oil City fortress.

And let Xiao Jun and the others retreat back and defend near the Oil City fortress.

.......

On the other side.

Old Ghost narrowly escaped death amid intense shelling and fled in desperation to the backup of Guan Zhongjin and others.

Old Ghost got out of the vehicle, and as soon as he stepped out, two people immediately went to support him.

He shook off those supporting him and boarded another vehicle.

The mud truck he had been driving earlier was severely damaged by the shelling.

Once on a vehicle, he said to the person next to him, "Get Guan Zhongjin over here."

At his word, his subordinate immediately got off the vehicle to contact Guan Zhongjin.

But before he could disembark, Guan Zhongjin had already arrived.

"Boss, what's going on? What happened just now?" Guan Zhongjin asked with a puzzled expression, not knowing what had happened to Old Ghost and the others earlier.

Even though he was just a few minutes late, the dozens of vehicles Old Ghost took had been reduced to only four or five. Where had the others gone?

Old Ghost had suffered his first big loss.

Though his face was grim, he wore a mask, so no one could see his expression, but through the eyes in Old Ghost's Devil Mask, it was clear he was in a very bad mood.

"Those people have heavy weapons, mortars, two rapid-fire mortars; we've run into tough opponents." Old Ghost said angrily.

Hearing this, Guan Zhongjin shivered.

"So... what do we do now?" Guan Zhongjin asked nervously.

Old Ghost suddenly lifted his head, his eyes seemingly on fire.

"Hahahahaha." Old Ghost burst into laughter.

"The Motorcycle Gang never retreats; they came at the right time. Whatever they have will become ours!"

Old Ghost suddenly shouted.

Guan Zhongjin looked at the seemingly manic Old Ghost, unsure of what he was thinking.

But at this time, Old Ghost's mind was racing.

While fleeing earlier, he saw the ones who had shelled them—only a few dozen vehicles and two armored vehicles.

Facing this, from the Motorcycle Gang's perspective, it's not a hopeless situation.

The armored vehicles are limited in number and power.

They're suited for long-range attacks; once they get close, with their numerical advantage, the Motorcycle Gang could completely overrun them.

Not to mention that with his two thousand men and hundreds of vehicles, they could employ wolf pack tactics.

Thinking of this, Old Ghost's pent-up frustration vanished.

Instead, he felt a surge of greed; the Motorcycle Gang currently lacked long-range heavy weapons, and those two armored vehicles were practically gifts.

He didn't care how many Motorcycle Gang members died, as long as they annihilated these enemies. With the Motorcycle Gang's rapid growth, they would quickly replenish their numbers.

Old Ghost didn't dwell on his earlier defeat; instead, he switched perspectives and regained his fighting spirit.

Old Ghost's eyes shifted as he spoke to Guan Zhongjin:

"Now, have everyone spread out, form a large circle, and keep some distance between the vehicles; I want to trap them first."

Guan Zhongjin thought for a bit before nodding, "Boss, it's already past five, and in about an hour, the sun will set."

"I know, just do as I say. Go quickly." Old Ghost said impatiently.

He was well aware of the trouble zombies would cause after the sun set.

However, it would only take them a dozen minutes to return to their stronghold.

As long as they fought quickly enough, they could deal with these people and return to the stronghold in time.

Guan Zhongjin took Old Ghost's orders, directing the vehicles to spread out on both sides, slowly encompassing Oil City fortress like a net.

Meanwhile.

Li Yu, looking through his telescope, saw his long-time enemy Guan Zhongjin.

He glared at Guan Zhongjin with clenched teeth, the fire in his eyes burning.

Seeing Guan Zhongjin's peculiar attire, Li Yu recognized him the moment he stepped out of the vehicle.

Even with a change of outfit, Guan Zhongjin's distinctive birthmark on his nose was unmistakable.

Seeing hundreds of vehicles spreading out kilometers away, vaguely forming a surrounding posture.

Li Yu sensed something was amiss.

"Not good, they're using encirclement tactics. Everyone, head to Oil City fortress now."

They were already less than a kilometer from Oil City fortress, but with only dozens, they couldn't withstand the Motorcycle Gang's assault.

Hundreds of vehicles—if surrounded outside Oil City fortress, it could be a death trap.

With about twenty people, Li Yu immediately directed everyone to the walls of Oil City fortress after realizing the Motorcycle Gang's intent.

However, Oil City fortress had stacked container walls, providing some protection.

Meanwhile, Third Uncle's side was almost done, and fighting with them was the right path.

Quickly.

Xiao Jun and the others drove the armored vehicle to the back of Oil City fortress.

At this time, Old Bi and others had already cleared out the enemies in Oil City fortress; the battlefield hadn't been cleaned up.

Seeing the Motorcycle Gang slowly forming a circle, Li Yu immediately contacted Third Uncle.

After all, Third Uncle's experience in large-scale battles was far richer than his own.

He wanted to seek advice from Third Uncle.

Third Uncle hastily ran from inside Oil City, reaching the container-stacked walls of Oil City fortress.

Seeing the hundreds of Motorcycle Gang vehicles in the distance, his eyes showed a hint of seriousness.

No surprise, he didn't expect the Motorcycle Gang's numbers to be so large.

Facing the outside of the container, less than five meters away from Li Yu on the Unimog RV, he said, "Xiao Yu, the situation doesn't look good."

.......

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