Mo Shangjun quietly avoided the patrol range of the two men, and came to the front of the car without knowing it.
This process is easier than imagined.
—Because she was alone, and instead of attacking from a distance, she sneaked towards the front of the car. Under normal circumstances, no one will fight them alone, after all, there are not many people in this car.
People are self-aware.
However, she wanted a surprise.
There was a person sitting in the driver's seat, doing nothing in the middle of the night, it seemed that he couldn't hold it, and he was lying on the steering wheel to sleep.
The car is separated, the front of the car and the carriage are divided, from the front to the back, nothing can be seen.
Similarly, looking from the back to the front, still can't see anything.
Mo Shangjun roughly estimated the power of the next two grenades and whether they would retreat all the way under the pursuit of the two special forces, and decisively gave up the option of "throwing the grenades to the bottom of the car".
Thanks to the weather, the windows on both sides are open.
Mo Shangyun circled outside the driving position. Because the branches next to him were too lush, even though he was careful, he broke a branch while moving, making an abnormal sound.
The driver, who had a certain level of alertness, was immediately startled and woke up from his sleep.
However, before he had time to react, a knife was placed around his neck.
The blade was cold, so cold that he didn't seem to feel the heat of the climate, and his neck was shivering with chills.
He turned his head stiffly and saw the woman standing outside the car door, her brows hidden in shadows, but he could feel her laughing—a creepy laugh.
She didn't make a sound, but when she lifted the finger holding the knife, her index finger shook with him.
That means: you are dead.
The driver was dumbfounded.
I wondered where the woman came from, but she was very cooperative in her movements, she closed her eyes and fell back, like a corpse.
There was a slight noise, but because he didn't do it deliberately, at most people felt like he rolled over.
Mo Shangyun immediately retracted the knife.
She didn't continue to hide, she directly opened the door, and at the moment when the bushes on the door made a noise, she reached in with her other hand, unfastened the driver's seat belt, grabbed the driver's shoulder directly, and gave him who was pretending to be dead. It was dragged out and dropped to the ground.
The driver who was dropped from a height of one meter: "… "
tsk tsk.
Today's women are really ruthless!
Isn't this an exercise, with such a heavy hand, what if he falls on his head
However, Mo Shangjun obviously didn't have the ability to spy on other people's psychological activities, and he was so busy at hand that he didn't have time to observe his expression. He closed the car door, turned the car key, and drove on the road!
Seeing that the car was moving, the rear of the car was almost thrown up. The driver "relied on" all the way, and then climbed up the hillside to avoid the tragic situation of being run over by the rear of the car.
Such a big movement also awakened the two people who were patrolling around. They subconsciously chased after them and aimed their guns at the tires of the car. The speed of the forward rush, they couldn't even find the opportunity to aim, they could only watch the car go around a corner and slap them with exhaust gas.
The driver slid down the slope, patted the corner of his clothes, and looked at them both pitifully.
"Grandma, a bear, who killed you?"
One of the two held a machine gun and stared at the driver fiercely.
The driver raised his hand and made a zipper motion to his mouth, saying, "I have already hung up, and I must obey the rules of the exercise to be dumb. If you want to ask for information, please fight for yourself."
The other with a rifle beside him said blankly, "Then shall we chase or not?"
"Stupid, you, just ask Deputy Captain Feng." The machine gun said angrily.
"Isn't Feng Li in the car?" said weakly with a rifle.
The machine gun slapped his helmet angrily.
Communications helmet, communications helmet!
You can't play with high technology, right? !
The rifle came to his senses after realizing it, and scratched his neck awkwardly.
In a hurry, forget it...
While the three of them were making a fuss, their familiar commanding voice came from the headset: "You go to support."
on an off-road vehicle.
Mo Shangjun fastened his seat belt for the first time, and then drove the car to turn left and right, as if the car was about to overturn at any moment, tossing the group of people in the carriage to a great extent.
The huge jungle, let her play, there are obstacles everywhere, but this car is a good car, and it will not break if you hit it a few times.
The people in the carriage were furious.
- "Can this person drive?! Drive like this, do you want me to teach her?!"
- "Just drive like this, and the car will overturn! It's a big deal to die together!"
- "Damn, one person earns the four of us, and she earns! We lose!"
- "Wait, at this speed, I can't even jump if I want to jump!"
…
Mo Shangyun couldn't hear these screams.
She drives intently.
A minute later, someone risked their lives to climb over from the back of the carriage, intending to break in through a broken window, but just as he was about to jump, he was sent to the west by Mo Shangyun's pistol. Pulled back and got into the co-pilot.
The undead was still in shock, stared at Mo Shangyun for a long time in the dark, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "You are still a good person."
Mo Shangjun ignored him, continued to drive, and then noticed that he appeared out of nowhere.
This time, in the driving position.
She slammed the window shut.
but-
When the window was finally closed, a pistol was suddenly inserted, and the window that was about to be closed was jammed.
Mo Shangyun glanced sideways, and saw the man hanging outside the car door, showing a face.
That face... well, kind of familiar.
This thought flashed by, Mo Shangjun just wanted to use the steering wheel to send him a close contact with a nearby tree, but at this moment, she heard a word from outside—
"Hey, there's a minefield ahead, do you want to die together?"
421、Injury