With a plop, Wan Tai's strong body fell to the ground on his back, splashing a thin layer of dust. His face was distorted and he was wailing in pain. Wantai didn't expect that Gao Lan's pencil legs, which sometimes looked as thin as boneless, could be so powerful. The bridge of his nose had already been kicked alive by Gao Lan at that second.
Wantai's originally tall nose collapsed unsightly, and two winding blood snakes flowed down from his nasal cavity. Such injuries will never recover unless you return to the G011 base for treatment. Wantai endured the severe pain that had no intention of disappearing, covered his bleeding nose and slowly got up from the ground.
Gao Lan was sitting in the armored tank, his frosty profile facing Wan Tai. Although Gao Lan did not look here, Wan Tai did not dare to show any resentment or even disapproval in his eyes.
Because of that, the kick on the bridge of his nose would have been in vain, and he didn't know what kind of punishment he would receive.
Gao Lan suddenly spoke: "Wantai, I won't go into details with you now. A pioneer with nine well-equipped and well-trained mercenaries could not chase down the six opponents who lost their vehicles, and they were completely wiped out. If you let Charlotte knows that your end will be countless times worse than it is now."
Every word she spoke was like an ice pick, engraved deeply into Wan Tai's heart. The frost-covered sharp edge completely destroyed Wan Tai's self-esteem and courage.
"Just a pioneer with body-enhancing powers, don't forget how much you weigh."
"Yes, deputy captain." Wan Tai lowered his head seriously, swallowing all the pain and humiliation alive. This time he made a huge mistake, and what Gao Lan said was indeed true.
It's just that Wantai is a man, and a man as fierce as a tiger and a bear. At any moment in his life, he would never have been stepped on by a woman and his dignity would be torn apart at will. The humiliation Gao Lan inflicted on him made him rush forward crazily in his heart. In front of countless mercenaries, he pressed Gao Lan's hot and slender body, tore every inch of her clothes to pieces, and used ferocious and ferocious... The male object gave her more violent ravages, abuses and humiliations than the violent wind and rain!
He wanted to put Charlotte's terror behind him, bite all over Gao Lan's fair and soft body, break her slender limbs alive, and make her whimper and beg for mercy beneath him without dignity, her eyes filled with tears. . Only in this way can he relieve the hatred in his heart at the moment.
But Wantai only dares to dream and never dare to take action. He made a surrender gesture, quickly climbed up to the position where he had been kicked out, then sat on the seat in the car, and closed the door as gently as possible.
Wantai knew that all the mercenaries present must have a completely different impression of him. The pioneer high above them was crushed and humiliated by another pioneer. They must be laughing at themselves in their hearts, and their well-trained facial muscles will not reveal any true emotions.
Half of the mercenaries got on the No. 4 armored car, and the other half got on the No. 3 armored car. The two engines roared together, driving the car body towards the north.
Gao Lan sat by the window on the left rear side of the No. 4 tank, folded his hands on his chest, closed his beautiful red phoenix eyes, and rested. The huge and ferocious Barrette lay quietly in the gun bag beside her, sleeping quietly.
At the same time, more than one kilometer away from the 12 o'clock direction of the industrial zone, a bright yellow car separated from the dust of the white sand and gradually returned to the straight road. Wang Sheng held the steering wheel and drove the car anxiously.
In the back seat of the car, Guo Baibo bit his lip, his palms sweating while holding the little red fox. There was obvious worry in her uncertain eyes. Compared with her own situation, she was more worried about whether Wu Qi could escape alive under the encirclement of a truckload of troops from the opponent.
Yang Dongchen and Gao Yuan were relatively better off, but equally nervous. A powerful enemy is chasing behind you, and no one will relax.
Wang Sheng knew that this car would run on the road at a maximum speed of 120 kilometers per hour. If it was lucky and did not encounter a group of mutant animals blocking the road, it would go straight into the fields and mountains where the plantation was located. He knew that with the speed of the new vehicle, once detected by the opponent's senior sniper, he would be caught up after running away for half a day at most.
If the enemy wants to kill them, they will eventually fight back! Empty highways and complex industrial areas are not good terrain for fighting back, and once caught up, there is no way to escape. Regardless of the enemy's military strength, the opponent's armored fighting vehicles and anti-aircraft machine guns alone are enough to crush their current vehicles.
Only the terrain of the plantation can negate the advantage of the enemy's armored fighting vehicles. If they are lucky, they can also use the mutant animals in the plantation to balance the enemy. Wang Sheng never considered the bad luck of himself and his teammates, because then they would definitely die.
But Wu Qi and Zhang Bai may be in a much worse situation.
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The midday sun's rays did not miss the west side of the main city. Among the dilapidated ruins of city buildings, three huge mutated rats with dark gray fur over one meter in length ran under the broken stone slabs supported by the collapsed triangular structure. Then, they ran on the sky-blue tiled floor, swinging their equally slender tails, at twice the running speed of ordinary adults, without making any sound.
Just before they were about to run to the shade of another broken stone slab, a brown hard leather military boot fell down quietly, and stepped on the slender tail of the last mutant mouse. The owner of the military boots seemed to have great power and nailed the mouse's tail to the spot with one kick. And these mutant mice run with such force that even a strong adult cannot stop them with their arms around them.
The last mutant mouse made a sharp cry instantly. The two mutant mice running in front turned their heads when they heard their companion's cry for help. Their two pairs of tiny mouse eyes shot out with ferocious beast-like looks. In the blink of an eye, two mutated rats rushed towards the owner of the military boots, grinning to reveal their front teeth that could bite steel.
Suddenly, a fist-sized flame appeared out of thin air in the air, which was empty except for dust and bacteria. The crimson flame is in the shape of an ordinary flame, and the temperature of the outer flame is as high as a thousand degrees. The flames were churning violently the moment they appeared, and then split into three narrow waves of fire at lightning speed, heading straight towards the two mutant rats that were rushing towards them and the rat whose tail was stepped on by military boots.
The mutated mice rushing towards them changed their faces the moment they saw the crimson flames, turned around and ran away faster than flipping a book. However, their running speed could not match the movement speed of the narrow fire wave, and they were stuck by the fire wave in less than half a breath. superior. The crimson flame contained unimaginable heat, which immediately ignited the mutant mouse's thick fur, spread and wrapped around the mutant mouse's body, burning!