The sharp-eyed Ye Han grabbed the steering wheel, balanced the car vigorously, and gradually drove back to the main road.
Suddenly, a bullet passed through the car door and grazed his darkened thigh. Ye Han's thigh was born directly.
The blood instantly stained his pants red.
Ye Han gritted his teeth hard, and firmly controlled the direction, as if this "minor injury" was not worth mentioning.
After more than ten seconds, the shadow flashed back to the car. Already a little out of breath.
Raiding in the jungle seemed really exhausting.
Have a flat tire? Shadow sensed a problem with the car.
"One explosion is enough." Ye Han said seriously.
"It's almost left this forest. I don't know if I can hold on." The black figure said: "The other commander is very fierce, and he just grabbed the distance of the ambush in the woods!"
"Just kidding, we are facing blue!" Ye Han said excitedly!
At this moment, there was another muffled sound of "bang", and the right front tire finally died. It's really what you said.
The car made a harsh friction sound, sparks and lightning gliding all the way forward!
"Damn! This broken car is not good! When you have money, you have to buy a bulletproof one!" Ye Han cursed: "Leave me alone, I can handle it, go help No. 85! He even Difficult to deal with!"
"I know, they are all high-tech weapons." Shadow interjected.
"Then go!"
"Then be careful yourself, boss!" Shadow said, "I've settled this matter and will be back soon."
"As he said, the shadow threw the beacon forward vigorously, and after a few seconds, it disappeared from Mo Ran again
At the same time, the speed of the car is getting slower and slower. Ye Han sat down from the co-pilot, took out a package and straddled the car. Seeing the right moment, he opened the car door and walked straight into the woods.
Ye Han just jumped out of the car. Maybe the friction of Mars detonated the mailbox, and the whole car instantly became a fireball.
On the other side, the black truck running all the way has already driven out of the woods. At this time, No. 85 seemed to have found a new way, pulling the car door with one hand, holding a gun in the other, and pointing at the wheel of the black truck was a shuttle bullet.
Blue salamanders spewed and rattled on run-flat tires.
It seems that this black tire is really not made of ordinary materials, once the space shuttle falls, nothing will happen!
"He's beating a tire!" The masked man frowned! "Group A! Heaven would kill this candy!"
Under the command of the masked man, the roof slowly opened again. The two "rocket pilots" who had just carried the box went into battle again, slapped each other, and then slowly flew up from the roof.
At the age of 85, he had already blown black debris from the tire, and suddenly saw two black shadows floating over his head on the ground.
Following a burst of gunfire, the flying bullets left a mark on the car door like a paintbrush, and swept towards the 85-degree direction.
In desperation, No. 85 let go of his hand, jumped out of the car, dodged the bullet, rolled around on the ground, and let go of his strength.
The 85-year-old at this time just looked around at the two flies overhead.
The two flies fly alternately, cooperate with each other, and shoot at a speed of 85 degrees.
The bullet stirred up two lines of dust on the ground, which circled like DNA and swept towards Site 85.
The 85 who had just landed had no time to think about it, turned and ran like wild horses. The astonishing speed directly shook most of the underground tracks.
The two rocket pilots stare blankly at the 85 sprinters. Is this the speed of Nima people?
"You two are sold separately! He is catching up!" The black mask glanced at the rearview mirror, and the 85 ran towards the truck like a missile!
The two pilots who recovered from the accident blushed and were completely fired.
Fly in the direction of No. 85.
Although in high-speed flight, marksmanship is negligible.
However, there were still a few bullets bursting within 85 feet during high-density shooting, and it was getting denser.
When feeling anxious, 85 leaps forward, turning 180 degrees in the air. With a heavy pulse rifle on his shoulders and eyes like torches.
"Bang bang!" There were only two low rumbles from the pulse rifle.
The breastplates of the two rocket pilots were directly smashed and smashed into pieces.
"What kind of marksmanship is this?" The two were surprised for a while, but they were more fortunate to survive the disaster.
Fortunately, his crew used light goldIt protects his whole body. Otherwise, he will confess here this time.
The two pilots who were defeated by the First Army also aroused their fighting spirit.
? Alternate flight shooting, smoother.
At the same time, 85's two accurate shots were not beautiful, but they did not bring a fatal blow to the opponent, which also aroused 85's anger.
Grasping the right timing, the three rockets flew straight towards the two of them like shooting stars.
The two were still criss-crossing and had no time to think. No one would have guessed that this strange weapon could even fire missiles.
Just the moment the two intersect, a blue explosion light marker illuminates the sky.
The rocket appeared to have detonated the fuel jets of the two men, leading directly to a larger explosion that turned into flames in the air and flew like fireworks.
At the age of 85, I had no intention of watching the magnificence at this moment, and turned around and ran after the black van
This gorgeous fire, the ink slipped into the woods, but I could see it clearly.
But at this time Ye Han was not happy.
Becausethe sound of footsteps coming from around him, Ye Han was not allowed to think too much.
Taking out two submachine guns from the package, Mo ran to the depths of the forest.
Now Ye Han is alone, with his leg injured. If you want to live in this forest full of enemies, the first condition must be to hide yourself.
Raiding is the only way to win.
Every time Ye Han ran, he would stop and listen carefully to what happened around him. Decide which side has no people, or fewer people, and decide your course of action.
It seems that although the commander has experienced many battles, these mercenaries in the woods are all new recruits.
Compared with Mu Ran, the experience is not bad at all.
After hiding for about five minutes, shouts continued to ring out all around, but no one was able to catch Ye Han.
Instead, Ye Han found a good hiding tree and climbed it three or two times.
Ye Han sat on a branch, took out a medical bag from his backpack, bandaged the wound, and began to gather strength.
It seems that tonight is not over yet, so maintaining physical strength is the key to the final result.
Soon, Mo Pao hid under the tree, and two groups of blue mercenaries had already passed by, but no one looked up.
Of course, Ye Han is not in a hurry to have a showdown with them at this time. No matter how rich his experience is, he is still alone.
However, things always backfire. The accident finally happened when the third team passed by