The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

Chen Jun sat in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly white. He wasn't nervous, he was excited.

"Brother Su, this car is easy to drive, much better than the beat-up Santana I drove at driving school." He tested the gears, stepped on the gas, and the engine emitted a deep roar.

Su Mu sat in the passenger seat, placed his backpack beside his feet, and fastened his seatbelt. "You've driven this kind of car before?"

"I haven't driven it before, but the principles are the same. Don't worry, Brother Su, I drive steadily." Chen Jun patted the steering wheel, his tone carrying a simple confidence.

In the back, Lin Xiaohe and Lin Yuwei sat on either side. Lin Xiaohe placed the dagger on her lap, head down, lost in thought. Lin Yuwei leaned against the car window, her gaze fixed outside, neither speaking nor looking at Su Mu. But Su Mu noticed in the rearview mirror that her ears were still slightly red.

The car was quiet for a moment.

Chen Jun started his car and followed behind the armored vehicle in front, joining the long line of this huge convoy.

The car was moving slowly, at about 20 miles per hour, keeping pace with the rest of the group. Outside the window, the gray buildings of the power plant in the northern suburbs grew farther and farther away. The defensive lines that had once echoed with gunfire and explosions were now empty, leaving only spent shell casings and dried bloodstains scattered on the ground.

The first wave of attacks came less than twenty minutes after the group had marched.

Giants, not one or two, but a whole group.

They burst forth from the ruins on both sides of the street, ranging in size from five to over ten meters, their grayish-white skin gleaming palely in the sunlight. The one in the lead was at least fifteen meters tall, carrying an I-beam salvaged from a building, which it swung around its head like a tree branch before crashing down towards the convoy.

"boom......!"

The steel beam crashed into the road dozens of meters ahead of the convoy, blasting a huge crater in the concrete and sending debris and dust flying everywhere. Several survivors walking at the edge of the convoy were caught off guard and struck by the flying debris, falling to the ground screaming in pain.

A giant charged into the crowd, its enormous foot stomping down and crushing a fleeing woman beneath its feet; the sound of bones breaking could be heard dozens of meters away.

Another giant bent down, grabbed a man who was crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, lifted him up in front of him like a chick, and then squeezed hard... The man's body exploded in the giant's palm, and flesh and blood squeezed out from between his fingers and dripped to the ground.

The military reacted swiftly. The tank's cannons swung around, the roar echoing through the city ruins like a hammer slamming into an anvil. The shell struck the tallest giant, exploding a gaping hole in its chest. It swayed, then crashed to the ground, the dust billowing into the sky.

The heavy machine guns began firing, bullets raining down on the charging giants. Dark green blood splattered from their skin, and some smaller giants were forced back, eventually collapsing in pools of blood.

However, the military's firepower network cannot cover all directions.

There were too many giants, and they weren't charging from the same direction, but rather emerging from the buildings on both sides like a swarm of wasps whose nest had been disturbed. Tanks and armored vehicles could cover parts of the front and flanks, but the formation was too long, leaving some blind spots. The survivors in those areas had to rely on themselves.

A level 5 giant charged into the survivors' ranks from the flank.

It didn't carry any weapons, but its fists were its weapons.

With one punch, a man wielding an axe was sent flying, crashing into the wall and sliding down, motionless. Another punch slammed a woman holding a shield into the ground, shield and all, leaving a deep dent in the shield. The woman's arm was bent at an unnatural angle.

The evolved members of each guild began to organize a counterattack.

Su Mu saw Zhao Derong. He had activated his petrification talent, and his skin turned grayish-black, like a rock that had been weathered for millions of years.

He charged at the level five giant and punched it in the shin. The giant roared, swayed, looked down at the tiny creature that was many times shorter than itself, and bent down to grab it.

Zhao Derong didn't dodge. The moment the giant's fingers closed, his body suddenly swelled up, and fine cracks appeared on his gray-black skin, like a volcano about to erupt. He withstood it.

The giant's fingers failed to crush him; instead, he managed to pry them open.

The kobold Chen Mo stood not far away, his tail held high, his ears standing straight up, his mouth open, and a low, ancient chant emanating from his throat.

A pale yellow halo spread out from beneath his feet, covering an area of ​​several dozen meters around him. Wherever the halo reached, the survivors who were fighting the giants became noticeably faster and stronger... Chen Mo's halo had buffed them.

Prosciutto was also fighting. No, he wasn't fighting; he was putting on a show.

His wings spread in the sunlight, pure white as snow, each feather shimmering with a subtle luster. He flew into the air, looking down at the giants from above, then clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

A golden beam of light shot from his palm, striking the head of the largest giant with pinpoint accuracy. The giant's head melted like a candle in the light, and its body fell straight down, crashing to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Those inside the tent already knew Proshu was strong, but witnessing him instantly kill a Titan of at least level seven was still visually shocking and made many gasp. Proshu folded his wings, landed back on the ground, straightened his wind-blown collar, and wore an expression that said, "It's nothing."

Su Mu's car was parked on the side of the road, but he did not get out.

He leaned back in the passenger seat, watching the battle outside through the window, his face expressionless.

There was no need for him to intervene... These giants were at most level six or seven; he could kill level eight monsters like cutting vegetables, so intervening would be pointless. Besides, he needed to conserve his strength. The military had said that the road ahead would be even more dangerous, and that extraordinary-level monsters were the real threat.

But he didn't let Lin Xiaohe and Lin Yuwei be idle.

"Get out of the car and clean up the surroundings," Su Mu said.

Lin Xiaohe nodded, opened the car door, and got out.

She drew her dagger from its sheath at her waist, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. She approached the nearest giant... a level five, not particularly large, but incredibly powerful, slamming its palm against the ground, attempting to crush a survivor hiding under a vehicle.

Lin Xiaohe didn't shout or make any unnecessary movements. She simply walked over and, in the instant the giant bent down, ran up onto its arm.