These fanatical terrorists poured gasoline into the back of the pickup truck and then drove it towards their convoy at full speed. The attempt was to cause Lin Rui and others' vehicles to catch fire and force them to stop. Although from time to time, such armed pickup trucks would deviate due to being hit and rush to the side on fire, but if they really were to be hit by them, it would not be a joke.
And the large truck with thick steel plates welded on it was still trying to slow down the two Jaguar armored vehicles. The machine guns of the armored vehicles jingled against the steel plates of the truck's body. This car has been modified and has two layers of steel plates welded on it. Even a large-caliber machine gun cannot be easily shot through. Continuous shooting will only severely deform the steel plate, but will cause almost no penetration.
"Damn, this is simply a homemade tank. I will be responsible for ramming it directly with the armored vehicle and trying to squeeze him away!" Scarface shouted sharply.
Listening to the voice coming from the group's internal communication channel, Lin Rui frowned and said, "Be careful, this truck is too heavy and too long, you may not be able to knock it away. Don't knock yourself over."
"My chassis is lower than his. At this speed, if the collision angle is right, it is possible to overturn his, but I need to keep a distance from you. If we are blocked by him like this again, we will fall into a passive position. God knows How many more of them are there!" Scarface shouted loudly. A hail of bullets hit the body of the armored vehicle, making an explosion. The machine gunner on the roof of the car was shot and rolled down from the weapons operating chair covered in blood.
"Someone, come here, help him deal with it. Tighten the seat belt for me. Sausage, I need a little help." Scarface gritted his teeth.
Facing the rain of bullets that were hitting him head-on, and facing the enemy vehicles that were fortified in layers like butterflies piercing flowers, Sausage shouted: "Wait a moment, people on both wings, help me clear a way!"
The other two armed trucks driven by mercenaries were guarding both sides of Sausage's armored vehicle. When the three vehicles flew side by side, a crazy emotion continued to surge and boil in their veins.
Several armed trucks of the terrorists also poured out a large number of bullets at the triangular array of three of their vehicles, forming a seemingly airtight net of death.
Under the cover of trucks on the left and right wings, Sausage rushed through the channels opened for him by the team members on both sides at the craziest limit.
"Understood, I'm already in position, trying to induce him to speed up, and then you take the opportunity to cut in." The armored vehicle driven by Sausage suddenly accelerated, forcing the large truck to speed up to catch up with his armored vehicle. Then there was another sharp turn. The large truck was tall and heavy and had great inertia. When turning at high speed, the car body is somewhat out of balance due to centripetal force. Scarface saw the opportunity and slammed into the giant truck.
The armored vehicle slammed into the side of the large truck. The heavier and taller the vehicle, the greater the inertia, and it is easy to lose balance when turning. At this time, Scarface suddenly accelerated and crashed. To a large extent, it is just the push of higher and higher strength.
Faced with such a terrifying acceleration impact, Scarface felt that a piece of Venus exploded in front of his eyes first, then turned into a piece of blood-red, and then turned into a piece of gray and black. Probably because of the impact, the retinas of both of his eyes were congested and had entered a state of gray vision. Even his ears were buzzing like a hundred flies. In the gray-black scene in front of him and in his ears, Scarface could barely hear Lin Rui's voice, "Hey , Scar, speak to me"
"I'm fine." Scarface said with difficulty, "But I may have another scar on my face. Damn it, my face was probably scratched by some debris when I hit it just now." He wiped it with his hand Wipe the blood from your face.
"We are safe, they have less than ten trucks left." Sergey shouted on the communication channel. "How to deal with these remaining enemies?"
"Eradicate them all, we can't take any risks. These remaining enemies may expose our whereabouts to other terrorists. Although we have completed this breakout, I don't want to encounter them a second time." Lin Rui said solemnly.
"Then leave it to me, it's time to use this new thing." Following Sergey's roar, the remote-controlled weapon system previously installed on the Super Cat truck suddenly sprayed out two weapons that were more than a foot long. Tongues of fire. This is a two-unit machine gun in a remote-controlled weapon system, and bullets are flying everywhere.
Sergey broke away from the team in an instant like a cannonball flying out. Under the astonishingly high rate of fire of the machine gun, the bullets drew almost straight flight trajectories in the air, and then drew one after another ballistic light traces in the air.
Those terrorists who put guns on armed trucks, who had never been exposed to this level of combat from birth to now, and who didn¡¯t even know what kind of weapons they were, let out desperate screams. They wanted to hide, theyThey wanted to stay away from that damn truck and those two machine guns on the roof. But how many people can avoid the lightning attack of a remote-controlled weapon?
When the damn truck spewed fire and smoke everywhere, and suddenly crashed into the middle of them, amidst the screams, there was a blazing heat and bright red. "That's right, you bastards, this is me Anyone who stands in my way will die!!!" Sergey's arrogant shouts and nagging Russian curses continued to come from the communication earphones.
While driving at high speed, Sergey and his remote-controlled firepower were frantically harvesting every human life within his attack range. He could clearly feel the hot blood passing through the death net composed of bullets and grenades. The sticky heat that splashed onto the desert soil. He could also clearly hear the painful screams and wails of those terrorists in the face of pain and his massacre.
Lin Rui and others showed no mercy, no longer held anything back, and used all their firepower. One armed truck after another was stopped or directly destroyed.
When Lin Rui and others finally ended the battle, broke through the interception team composed of dozens of armed vehicles, and stopped the purest killing with the smell of blood full of gasoline. Scarface held the weapon in his hand, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and walked back slowly, checking every car. Occasionally, when he encountered one that was still breathing and moaning, he raised his arm slightly, without saying a word. Those who hesitate will shoot the opponent in the head.
There was suddenly a faint cry in a car, and a young boy huddled there and twitched. Maybe it was because he was too small and huddled in the car, and he just avoided the fire of two machine guns. Maybe it was because he was so lucky that he survived unscathed in this machine gun attack full of death. , but his fighting spirit has been completely destroyed.
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