Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 522: Carving a Bloody Path!

After more than ten minutes, Ye Jikang finally completed the modification of a makeshift assault boat.

He had pieced it together using a truck’s chassis, tires, and engine.

The boat could only carry a little over ten people, so Bian Junwu immediately decided who would board.

The seven members of the Investigation Team were a priority, along with Xiao Honglian, Zhuge Qingtian, and two Superhuman Captains from their ranks.

With preparations complete, Baili Changqing hoisted the assault boat onto his shoulder and carried it to the shelter’s entrance.

Bian Junwu called out to the allied forces outside, "We’re making a run for it! Get ready to cover us!"

The external forces quickly responded, "Got it! Just get out of there!"

Everything was in place.

"BOOOOM!!"

The massive doors slowly creaked open, and a blast of scorching heat rushed inside.

Even with their heat-resistant protective suits, they could still feel the blistering air.

It was unavoidable—the entire refinery was engulfed in flames.

But the only good news was that the zombies in the area were already dead.

Baili Changqing hurled the assault boat into the water, and the group of ten-plus people quickly climbed aboard.

Since Ye Jikang had built the boat, he took control of the steering and engine.

The propeller roared to life, and they raced toward the other side of the flooded battlefield.

Yangsheng Base had been completely transformed into a massive lake, spanning seven to eight kilometers.

The boiling water bubbled violently, still radiating searing heat.

As the assault boat surged forward, a shrill screech echoed from above—

The Bronze Armored Flying Zombies, which had been waiting in the air, dove down at full speed!

"Bang!"

A thunderous gunshot rang out from afar.

A Bronze Armored Flying Zombie’s head exploded, and its body plummeted from the sky.

Zhang Yi, positioned at the highest vantage point, calmly reloaded his anti-materiel sniper rifle and locked onto the next airborne target.

He wasn’t the only one fighting back.

The passengers aboard the assault boat were all powerful Superhumans, and under normal circumstances, dealing with a few Bronze Armored Flying Zombies would be easy.

But right now, everyone was crammed into a single boat, severely limiting their mobility.

Bian Junwu aimed his black rifle, carefully sniping the airborne enemies.

However, even with specialized ammunition, hitting their bodies wasn’t enough to bring them down.

Sharpshooter Qi Guangming refused to let Zhang Yi take all the glory and also tried sniping the flying zombies.

But he wasn’t a Spatial-Type Superhuman—he couldn’t handle the massive recoil of an anti-materiel sniper rifle.

The moment he fired, the entire boat rocked violently.

Baili Changqing immediately grabbed his arm. "Put the damn sniper down! It’s not stable enough for that here!"

Frustrated, Qi Guangming had no choice but to switch to his handgun.

Above them, over a hundred Bronze Armored Flying Zombies swarmed at terrifying speeds.

Only a marksman like Zhang Yi, with his auto-locking Superhuman ability, could effectively bring them down.

The rest struggled to attack from the unstable boat.

At best, they were fighting at half their usual strength.

Then, things got worse.

Just as everyone was focused on the aerial enemies, the water began to churn violently.

The assault boat lurched—as if trapped in thick seaweed—its speed grinding to a halt!

Something was dragging them down.

Meng Siyu suddenly had a terrifying realization.

She leaned over the edge of the boat to check the water—

And in that instant, a zombie head lunged out from below, snapping its jaws inches from her face!

"AHH!"

Meng Siyu gasped, jerking backward just in time, tumbling into the boat.

BANG!

Qi Guangming instinctively fired, blasting the zombie’s head apart.

Still shaken, Meng Siyu pointed at the water, her voice trembling.

"There are zombies beneath us!"

Everyone’s expressions turned grim as they peered into the water—

And their hearts nearly stopped.

Hundreds—thousands—of zombies were lurking beneath the surface.

The ones submerged by the flood hadn’t drowned—they were already dead, after all.

Instead, they had been waiting below, and now, they were swarming toward the boat.

One by one, the zombies clawed their way up, latching onto the boat like a living ladder, their rotting bodies piling on top of each other.

More and more rose from the depths, trying to drag them under!

No wonder the boat was slowing down—the sheer weight of the zombies clinging to it was holding it back!

Ye Jikang gritted his teeth and slammed the throttle forward.

The propeller roared, shredding the zombies behind them into bloody mist.

The boat lurched ahead, but more zombies were waiting up ahead.

As they pushed forward, the shoreline finally came into view.

But what awaited them on land made their blood run cold.

Outside Yangsheng Base’s flooded area, over a hundred thousand zombies were waiting for them—staring hungrily.

Among them were at least two hundred Bronze Armored Zombies.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yi, Xing Tian, and Wei Dinghai were doing everything they could to thin the horde and draw attention away.

But the allied forces were also struggling—they were surrounded by zombies themselves.

Zhang Yi had sniped six Bronze Armored Flying Zombies before the horde noticed his position and started closing in on him.

The same was happening to the other forces.

The zombies on land couldn’t reach the boat yet, but they could still attack the people on shore.

Their only instinct was to kill and feed—any living being was a target.

Zhang Yi remained calm, giving orders.

"Everyone, get in the snow vehicles and circle the perimeter! Keep moving and sniping while we run!"

But at this point, there was no way to reach the shore to help the boat.

They were on their own.

"There’s no other choice," Wu Di gritted his teeth, raising his right hand.

A massive orb of light formed in his palm.

At the same time, dozens of floating orbs materialized around him.

The Investigation Team members visibly tensed.

Wu Di’s Floating Cannons were powerful, but they had a fatal drawback—they didn’t just consume Superhuman energy, but also mental strength.

Using them excessively would cause severe, irreversible damage to his body.

If he overdid it, he could end up as nothing more than a hollow shell—a living corpse.

Bian Junwu had always been strict about Wu Di’s power usage, fearing he would follow in his own tragic footsteps.

Seeing Wu Di about to risk his life, Bian Junwu grabbed his shoulder.

"Put those away! This isn’t your time to throw your life away!"

Wu Di froze—then shouted in anger.

"With this many zombies, how else are we supposed to survive?!"

"Don’t tell me you plan to sacrifice yourself to clear a path for us!"

Author's Note