Chapter 871: Need for Speed

On the other side, Yu Yang drove a car through the city of Aden, and there were at least ten armed vehicles chasing Yu Yang behind him, or even more.

Bullets ping-pong on the pickup truck, more bullets hit the sides of the vehicle, Yu Yang's rearview mirror has been knocked out, and he doesn't know the situation behind him at all.

What the? Stick your head out and see what's going on outside? Your head sticks out here, and the next second it explodes like a ripe watermelon.

The vehicle is moving forward in an S shape, not long after walking forward, I don't dare to drive a straight line at all, this pickup truck is an ordinary pickup, although it will not be blown up, but Lao Zhao behind him will become a living target.

"Bang!"

There was a strange noise, and Yu Yang felt that the pickup truck he was driving suddenly and uncontrollably crashed into the left.

On the left is a wall, Yu Yang immediately slammed the steering wheel to the right, constantly tapping the accelerator with his foot, grabbing the gear and slowing down.

The rear tire was blown out, and if Yu Yang didn't want to roll over, he could only slow down first and control the vehicle.

The pickup truck made an ugly and screeching sound, the tires rubbed on the ground and smoked, the vehicle first crossed the road and then rushed to the right, the speed had slowed down, and Yu Yang finally regained control of the vehicle.

And the pursuers behind him also accelerated from the rear at this time, Lao Zhao couldn't control the machine gun at all now, grabbed the armrest of the machine gun with both hands, and knelt on the ground with both knees, the muzzle was strafing everywhere, and the position of the muzzle of the gun depended on the direction in which Yu Yang controlled the shaking of the vehicle.

"Yu Yang, you drive a little more steadily!"

After Lao Zhao hit the side of the pickup truck again, he yelled at Yu Yang, let alone shoot now, he can't stand steadily!

"The tire burst, it's good that it didn't roll over, sit tight, it's going to crash!"

Yu Yang re-hung the gear to the highest level, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator violently, and two armed cars overtook Yu Yang just now.

After firing a shuttle bullet at the cab, he stopped directly in the middle of the road, trying to block the road that was not too wide.

The speed of the pickup truck that was punctured was not very slow, Yu Yang stepped on the accelerator to the end, lowered his head, and didn't look at the road in front of him at all, the militants had already set up a machine gun and fired at Yu Yang, and the bullet directly shattered the glass.

All kinds of glass residues fell on Yu Yang's body and face, but now Yu Yang didn't feel any pain at all.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, the afterglow swept over, and suddenly he realized that he was not wearing a seat belt.

"Hold the grass, bad luck!"

There is no time for Yu Yang to wear a safety ...... Phew, it was wearing a seat belt, and the vehicle hit the middle part of the two militant vehicles directly.

The airbag popped up instantly, but the vehicle knocked the blockade open and continued to drive forward.

(Can I continue driving after the airbag escapes?) There has been no accident, solve. )

At the moment when the vehicle collided, Yu Yang's head quickly smashed into the steering wheel, the speed was very fast, if there were no protective measures, Yu Yang's head was estimated to have a close contact with the steering wheel.

The airbag made Yu Yang's face not engraved with the Great Wall logo, but the taste of hitting the airbag was not pleasant, at least Yu Yang felt his head dizzy now, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Phew, Bah!"

Yu Yang raised his head and saw a large stone pier not far away, Yu Yang immediately slammed the steering wheel again, and at the same time pressed the brakes to the end.

This time Yu Yang's good luck seemed to run out, after the brake was pressed, the speed of the vehicle slowly slowed down, but then the vehicle rolled over directly, and slowly smashed on the road after a few laps on the ground.

After Wang Hao rolled over, he was thrown out of the car directly, but because the speed of the car was not too fast, he completed a 360-degree backflip and a 180-degree backward backward in the air, and fell to the ground.

Compared with Wang Hao, Lao Zhao is even more tragic and clutches the handle of the machine gun, so when the vehicle rolls over, the whole person follows the vehicle in a big circle, fortunately his skin is thicker, otherwise it may become a meatloaf.

Yu Yang fell in the car, the whole person will be on the roof of the car, and the next will be under the car, while Yu Yang's father-in-law is much calmer, he is wearing a seat belt, but his body is spinning.

The vehicle stopped, Yu Yang held a weapon in one hand, and struggled out of the broken glass, covered in blood, wearing authentic military clothing, super wear-resistant, otherwise Yu Yang's injury would be a little more serious.

"Lao Zhao, Wang Hao, are you okay!"

Yu Yang staggered up from the ground, holding a weapon and shooting at the pursuers behind him, this group of militants was no better than Yu Yang.

When Yu Yang hit the interceptor vehicle before, the vehicle behind him couldn't dodge in time and also crashed into it.

And just now Yu Yang almost hit the stone pier, and this group of militants hit it directly.

Yu Yang's driver's license was obtained from the army, so he has excellent skills, and the militants have no such thing as a driver's license in their hands, and they don't know that driving requires a safe distance.

Now Yu Yang is now at the scene of a sudden rotation of a vehicle and a series of car accidents involving six or seven pickup trucks.

The situation at the scene is very tragic, the number of deaths due to the car accident should have reached double digits, and the number of casualties continues to increase with Yu Yang's continuous shooting.

Yu Yang was slaughtering the defenseless wounded on this side, and on the other side, Lao Zhao slowly climbed out from behind the car, covered in blood, like someone who had just been pulled out of a pool of blood.

But Lao Zhao's injuries now only look serious, but in fact they are all abrasions, which are scary to look at.

"How did you drive, grass, Wang Hao, Wang Hao won't die, right?"

Lao Zhao instinctively wanted to pull Wang Hao out, but found that there was Lao Zhao's figure beside him, empty, and there was no ghost.

"I'm here!"

A hand stretched out not far away, Yu Yang and Lao Zhao turned their heads together, and saw a hand stretched out and constantly swinging.

"Hold the grass, you're not dead yet!"

Lao Zhao limped towards Wang Hao, while Yu Yang shot at the enemy who might get up, and at the same time walked to the co-pilot's position and pulled his father-in-law out of the car.

"I'll never ride in your car again in my life!"

Compared with Yu Yang, Lao Zhao, Wang Hao and others, Mr. Gu's injuries are basically negligible, but Mr. Gu is different from Yu Yang and others after all, although he has been a soldier and his mental ability to bear it, but Yu Yang's flying car technology still makes his heart a little unbearable.

"Uncle, I ......"

"Yuerou can't take your car in the future!"

PS: In the car, mobile phone code.