Todos os capítulos de God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Inside the motorhome, Bella gripped the wheel. She cast a glance at Jake through the rearview mirror, unable to resist asking, "Boss, why not team up with them? Sure, that woman seemed kind of annoying, but there's strength in numbers, right? Maybe they really could pressure the Wolf Pack."Jake settled back onto the sofa, swirling the ice in his iced coffee, the cubes clinking crisply against the glass."Bella, remember this."Jake raised a finger. "Wolves are dangerous because they're wolves. But a flock of sheep, no matter how many gather together, will never become lions. They'll just make a bigger buffet."Besides, this Wanderers' Alliance was formed less than a day ago, and everyone's got their own agenda. If it comes down to an actual fight, who's going to volunteer to charge in first?"And this kind of hastily assembled organization is bound to be riddled with internal power struggles. Dealing with them would be more exhausting than fighting zombies."Lastly... as far a

At two in the afternoon, the five founding leaders of the Wanderers' Alliance were holding a heated video conference.These five guilds were the Thunder Guild, the Freedom Guild, the Limit Guild, the Obsidian Guild, and the Fist Guild, and it was their respective leaders in the meeting.All five leaders were shrewd enough not to meet in person, each hiding away in their own Level 5 rig."I should be the alliance leader!" The Thunder Guild's leader boomed loudly. "We contributed the most vehicles, the biggest share!""Bullshit!" The Fist Guild's leader had a hot temper. "Fighting comes down to fists, not numbers! Our guild's combat strength is the strongest; the leadership should go to us!""Enough arguing!"The Freedom Guild's leader was an old fox well past fifty, and he cut off the squabbling. "This isn't the time to fight over that. I don't think we need to actually fight at all.""What do you mean?" everyone asked, confused."We've gathered over three thousand rigs. That's

"Dun dun dun dun... dun dun dun dun..."Inside the motorhome, Jake sat in the driver's seat, fingers tapping along to the beat against the wheel.Through the massive bulletproof windshield, Crucible City ahead — once home to millions — now lay sprawled beneath the gray sky like a dead steel beast.Ruined skyscrapers pierced through the clouds, their outer walls crumbling, revealing rust-eaten steel skeletons.And along the four entrances into Crucible City, what had once been broad thoroughfares had been transformed into a despair-inducing steel wall of a defense line.The Wolf Pack's methods were vicious, no doubt about it.At each entrance, at least five hundred modified rigs stood arrayed in careful formation, their roof-mounted heavy machine guns and rocket launchers gleaming coldly under the sun, all barrels aimed outward, forming an impenetrable web of firepower.And in front of these steel monsters stretched a line of vehicles seven to eight kilometers long.That was tho

Desmond pulled up a drone-captured photo and pointed at the black motorhome waiting in line at the East entrance."That motorhome — the way that metal catches the light... it's similar to Blue Titanium Alloy. If I'm not mistaken, the vehicle's main body must contain at least eighty percent Blue Titanium Alloy. There's no way an ordinary player owns something like that."He hadn't personally seen a large quantity of Blue Titanium Alloy before; he was only going off instinct."You mean...""Greta!""Yes, sir!""Notify the elite squads. Be ready at a moment's notice." Desmond's eyes turned sharp. "The instant something kicks off at the East gate, we move in immediately!""Huh?" The iron-tower woman, Greta Sokolov, looked lost. "Move in for what? Help the Wolf Pack?"Desmond shot her a look of exasperation. "Obviously, we're going to help that mysterious player! Better to lend a hand in a crisis than pile on when things are already going well! We're going to show him, through actio

"Five hundred meters to go..."Jake sat in the driver's seat, fingers tracing the leather-wrapped steering wheel, his gaze sharp as a hawk's as it cut through the congested traffic ahead, fixed on the Wolf Pack's defense line.He had to admit, brutal as the Wolf Pack's methods were, their military discipline was genuinely competent.The defense line in front of him hadn't been thrown together carelessly — it had been meticulously arranged.Over five hundred modified rigs weren't clustered together haphazardly, but organized into a dozen or so layered firing formations, arranged by squad.The front row consisted of heavily armored trucks and bulldozers serving as cover, the middle row mounted twin heavy machine guns and grenade launchers on fire-support vehicles, and the rear row held highly mobile off-road pickups ready to give chase at any moment.At the defensive line's high ground, he could faintly make out a squad wielding anti-tank missiles.This wasn't just a gathering of