"Is there any bullets?" Bai Dao casually dropped the submachine gun that had finished shooting in his hand, and asked in a deep voice.
He just shot and didn’t intend to hit those people. The range of the submachine gun is not very far, and the glass of the car is now bulletproof. If it is not a sniper rifle or shotgun, ordinary guns cannot break the window glass. Yes, while escaping just now, the white knife really didn't have the time to aim at other people's car tires, and the shot was only to slow down the opponent's pursuit speed.
"The guy didn't bring enough. I thought one submachine gun was enough. Who knew that so many people came." The chicken feather who was in charge of preparing the weapon glanced at the submachine gun that was randomly thrown aside, and said a little sorry.
"Pistols, and pistols are fine too." Bai Dao said loudly.
The killers on the opposite side are all proficient in various means of transportation, and even a few even fly planes. For this kind of car, they naturally know how to maximize the speed of the car. Now their distance has been pulled in again. But they didn't shoot after a long time, probably because they wanted to catch Han Lingli alive, and if they went down at this speed, it would be only a matter of time before they were caught up and surrounded.
"I have one here." The detonator threw his self-defense gun to the white knife, and An Yang also gave the gun in his hand to the white knife.
Bai Dao glanced at the Lingli on An Yang's arm and couldn't help but not holding An Yang's gun, "Keep this gun, and in case something happens, you run with this little girl, no Gun defense is not enough."
Then he ended the gun with the detonator and the bullet was loaded. This time the white knife was a little bolder. He stuck his upper body out in the high-speed van, holding the roof of the car with one hand, and holding the pistol in the other. It seems to be aiming at the tires of the killers' cars behind.
"Bang bang bang!" Three shots were fired, but only one shot hit the opposite tire, but the angle of the hit was not very good. It just wiped the side and did not affect the normal posture.
"Damn, I knew how to practice marksmanship!" Bai Dao cursed in a low voice.
They do not use guns often. Guns are just a status symbol. If I have a gun, if you don't have it, I'm better than you.
But they won’t practice guns for a long time, because it’s useless to practice. Why do you want to be so accurate? They don’t let you go to the Olympics or let you fight mosquitoes.
As a result, the shortcomings are now manifested. The opposite killer is proficient in all kinds of weapons, and An Yang has a stronger foundation in martial arts, but he doesn’t know much about firearms, and the detonator is just one. Demolition experts, plus they underestimated the opponent's strength today, the detonator did not bring too much explosives.
Soon, the pistol bullets were empty again, and An Yang and his team were in danger of being caught up.
"How long is it from the Jinhua Ruins?" Bai Dao said in a deep voice.
"At least ten minutes."
"It's too late! We will definitely be caught in ten minutes! Once we catch up with us, there will be no way to escape. We must find a way to stop them." Bai Dao closed his eyes and meditated.
At this time, the iron soldier urn who had never been born on the side said angrily, "Let me try it."
Everyone turned their attention to the iron soldier.
"Drive the door." The Iron Soldier said lightly again.
Bai Dao thought for a while, and finally nodded, "Take care."
Feather slammed the brakes, then the iron soldier was put down, and the vehicle accelerated forward again.
"Let him go down alone like this, he will die." Lingli's beautiful eyes were full of worry, the car drove a distance, but she still looked back at the iron soldier from time to time.
"If you are caught up, everyone will die. It is better to sacrifice one person than to sacrifice a group of people." Bai Dao's tone is very low, obviously he also understands the fate of the iron soldier, this guy who has been with him for a long time. , I usually don't talk too much, but it can play a huge role in critical moments.
Bai Dao can only sigh silently in his heart, if he lives back alive, he will definitely avenge the iron soldiers.
After the Tiebing got out of the car, the 1.9-meter big man stood on the side of the road and turned his head left and right. His body was not particularly flexible, but a little cumbersome. It seemed that the big man was like this.
He slowly walked to the side of a car parked on the side of the road, and looked at the four or five cars that had been overtaken from a distance. He picked up a large rock from the ground and faced the parked car. The window of his car was smashed down hard.
Not bad.
It's another time.
When it hit the seventh time, the car window was broken, but the bulletproof glass window was like a spider web. Even if it was smashed, it did not break directly, but continued to stick to the car along with other fragments. Above the window, the iron soldier stretched out his hand, and put his hand in the small opening that he smashed through.
In an instant, his palm was covered with blood from the broken glass pieces, and the blood flowed down the palm, staining the entire glass red.
After seeing this scene, the sparse passers-by on a bypass suddenly turned their heads and ran away.
Immediately afterwards, he yanked vigorously!
"Wow!" This is the sound of being cut with a sharp weapon.
A piece of meat in the palm of the iron soldier was cut off by broken glass, and the iron soldier’s face was expressionless. At this time, the bulletproof glass was also torn off by his strong force, and then the iron soldier He got into the car awkwardly. It was very difficult for the 1.9 meter big one to get in from the car window, but the iron soldier completely ignored the pain of the body being stuck, and drilled abruptly from the car window. Go in and start looking for the ignition cord.
He has been with the white knife for so long, and some basic knowledge is clear. He quickly slapped the engine, the iron soldier stepped on the clutch, and then kicked the accelerator, and the car started roaring.
The Iron Soldier used his bloody hands to control the steering wheel, turned the front of the car around, and suddenly grinned as he looked at several cars that were already close at hand.
He stepped on the accelerator quietly and vigorously, and drove abruptly to the oncoming car.
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"The car behind hasn't caught up temporarily, but I don't think the iron soldier alone can stop them so many." The detonator glanced at the rear and found that several cars were not in sight for the time being.
"Unstoppable is inevitable, but how much time can the iron soldiers buy for us? There are still eight minutes to reach the Jinhua Ruins, where brothers are already taking over us."
"How many?" Bai Dao asked.
"About 50 or so, I have guys on my hands." Feather said while watching the navigation.
"50, not enough-these killers, I may not be able to fight any of them." Bai Dao said slowly.
Chicken Feather looked surprised, "No, Bai Brother, you can't even beat one of them?"
"I have beaten it, but he will kill me before I kill him. This is the mastery of the killer." Bai Dao's eyebrows have been frowning, obviously the situation is not optimistic.
"Let me come, then." The detonator reached into his coat pocket and quickly took it out again. "I can postpone them until you reach the Jinhua ruins, but if they are still overtaken by them, you will have to figure it out by yourself." The detonator patted Feather on the shoulder, "Stop."
Subsequently, the detonator got off the car again.
The car started slowly, and An Yang looked at the back of the detonator, and suddenly felt that in fact, the people on the black road should be more empathetic. Many times, some friends kept saying what would happen to him, but actually stabbed you behind the back. He was the one who made the cut, and the feelings on the black road, those friendships that are about to come, are more real.
Bai Dao didn’t say anything, but these few men who had been with him for so long, after knowing that the situation was not optimistic, without frowning, they got out of the car and used their possible death as a price in exchange for others to be able to. Time to escape.
Ask yourself, your friend has something wrong, would you help him like this
Most people will not do this.
An Yang retracted his gaze, looked at Bai Dao, and found that he was still expressionless.
But An Yang quickly found something wrong again. Bai Dao's hand clenched his pants tightly, and even the blue veins on his arm burst out.
An Yang suddenly understood that there is a feeling called brotherhood. The brothers of the white knife have been with him for a long, long time, and have walked a long, long way with him. Now that he is leaving, who doesn’t sad
Those without feelings are not called human beings.
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After the detonator got out of the car, he calmly lit a cigarette, then took off his coat, took out some scattered things from the gunpowder in the clothes, and squatted directly on the side of the road and started playing tricks. When he got up, his hands were very flexible, one after another carefully shaped explosives in his hands, the appearance was about the size of a marble.
At this time, a small couple just walked over. The man was very dishonest when he walked. He put his hand into the woman’s collar and fumbled. The woman was kissing the man and walked around. Stop.
They didn’t pay attention to the detonator squatting next to them when they walked. The man tripped over the detonator and almost fell. After recovering, he saw the detonator squatting on the ground like a lunatic, not knowing what he was doing. He was in a bad mood by the detonator. He suddenly yelled, "It's a idiot, idiot, squatting on the side of the road to play in the mud? Is it okay to roll? Damn, what a fucking idiot."
The woman also looked at the detonator contemptuously, and said coquettishly to the man on the side, "Husband, don't care about such a fool, let's go."
The man took the woman and left in large strides. At this time, the detonator suddenly raised his head and fixed his eyes on the place where the couple had left. There was a small marble in his hand. Then he flicked his finger and the small marble flew out. , Landed behind the man.
"Tingling bell—" The marble rolled on the ground a few times after it hit the ground. The man heard the sound and looked back. He didn't care about it after finding that it was a small marble. He turned his head and didn't take two steps. An explosion was heard behind him.
"Pong!!!" The fire was everywhere, and even the big tree on the side was covered.
[Today there are only two monthly tickets-directly by the chrysanthemum, one by one stepping on the end of the chrysanthemum, the end is now talking to everyone with his butt, do you still have a monthly pass—]