The thick dust brought up by the vehicle obscures the view, and the uneven road surface causes the off-road vehicle to be very bumpy.

Luffy looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't find a position, and his face became more and more ugly.

That's when Heaven helped Luffy!

"Whew~"

A gust of highland wind blew through, blowing away the dust on the dirt road, faintly revealing half of the pickup truck's body.

"Die, bastard."

Luffy seized this opportunity, a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, and decisively pressed the trigger to fire.

"Poof—"

Orange flames erupted backwards, propelling the shuttle rocket out of its barrel and heading straight for the white pickup truck 300 meters ahead.

At the same time, his vision was obscured by the dust behind the car, and he was thinking about how to deal with it, when suddenly, he felt a numbness in his scalp inexplicably.

He didn't know that there was an RPG that had locked the location of the pickup, but the sudden disappearance of the gunshot, the strange calm, coupled with the instinct for the crisis, made him subconsciously make a move.

Step on the accelerator and go straight to the end!

"Coax-"

The eight-cylinder diesel engine was running at full speed, and the pickup truck suddenly turned into a mad cow and rushed forward.

"Huh~"

The RPG with a long roar followed.

"Bang!"

The explosion was full of flames, less than a meter from the butt of the pickup truck, subsonic shrapnel flew out, and the shock wave spread at a speed of more than 4,000 meters per second.

The shock wave was amazing, and the pickup truck, which was lucky enough to escape, was lifted more than half a meter in the second half directly, and then it "banged" loudly and smashed heavily on the ground.

"Knock, knock, boom."

The small item on the top of the rear compartment was thrown away for the first time and smashed on the dirt road and kept rolling.

However, this is just the beginning!

The ground was already uneven, and the sudden acceleration and the superposition of the RPG shock wave caused the entire body of the pickup truck to lose control in an instant and begin to sway violently from side to side.

Installed in the rear compartment of the rear pickup truck, all kinds of lighter weight items also turned out of the compartment and fell to the ground with the loss of control of the body.

Unintentionally paying attention to the shrapnel inserted into the roof of the car, Xing Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed the steering wheel tightly, and slammed left and right quickly, trying to control the pickup truck with his best efforts to control it and lose his balance.

"Squeak-squeak-squeak......"

The tires that rotated at high speed rubbed against the ground with a piercing scream, and after three or four times back and forth, it turned into a pickup truck of "Swing Brother", and was finally saved from the brink of danger by the torture wind.

After stabilizing the body, Xing Feng quickly gathered his mind, turned his head and glanced back, all kinds of information came one after another, gathered in his mind and ran quickly.

The more terrible the crisis, the stronger the opportunity, this is an eternal truth, and the style of punishment is deeply understood.

Crises have no chances, as long as you seize them, you can turn defeat into victory!

And the punishment style is to find a way out of this crisis.

"The dirt road in front of me is a straight line, the supplies in the back compartment are thrown out, the roadside is very potholes, the dust obstructs the view is very poor, I can't see them, and they can't see me,"

"If a RPG doesn't hit, it will definitely attack again, and the Red Turban Army without a professional moment should not be standardized, and it will definitely take more than 20 seconds to reload a shot, and if you add obstacles on the road, or if there is an accident when loading, then ......"

Maybe it's because the IQ has increased by 4 points, or maybe it's the ability of the "battlefield actuary", the system has not been removed, and at this moment, the speed of Xingfeng's brain calculation is simply explosive.

In less than 3 seconds, a complete and clear thought quickly took shape in the brain, and Xingfeng immediately began to act.

Pull back the AKM and backpack with his backhand, pick up the AKM gun and stuff it under the steering wheel, the butt is on the accelerator, and the muzzle is stuck under the cushion.

"Boom~"

Open the three-edged spur of the Type 56 submachine gun, pass through the gap in the steering wheel, and slam into the dashboard.

Quickly adjust the angle of the steering wheel to ensure the vehicle can drive straight.

Then, he took out a bundle of fine hemp rope that he had collected in the living room of Miria's house, and tied a section of the edge of the steering wheel to the Type 56 submachine gun to ensure that the steering wheel did not move.

The movement of the torture wind is very fast, and the whole process takes less than 5 seconds!

After completing the hand-built automatic driving, Xingfeng opened the door, clasped the roof with both hands, jumped to the rear compartment with his body, and deftly rushed to the rear of the car.

"Bang!"

Grab the side of the carriage, simply and rudely "kick hard", and kick open the tailgate.

"Hehe, I'll give you some gifts!"

smiled weirdly, and used both hands and feet, and in less than 5 seconds, most of the various goods in the rear compartment were thrown out.

A 31-inch CRT TV, a hard-plastic large suitcase, a dead pig weighing more than 100 pounds, and a large bag of clothes......

Looking at the items that were rolling around and covering the entire section of dirt road driven by inertia, Xing Feng did not have the previous worries, but had a little more anticipation.

Fakyu!

Four fingers recycled, middle finger facing the sky, international standard posture.

After venting, Xingfeng no longer hesitated, and along the same road, he swooped into the cab.

……

"Damn, it didn't hit, ah-"

Seeing that the pickup truck twisted its buttocks, but there was no damage, Luffy was so angry that he shouted to the sky, and almost nodded and smoked.

"You damn bastards, hurry up and reload, I'll send him to hell this time."

Bending down and throwing the canister into the car, Luffy looked at the pickup truck in front of him again, and the violence in his eyes became more and more intense.

Seeing that the boss had already jumped like thunder, the red turban army in the carriage did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly picked up a cylindrical box from the carriage, removed the fuse protective cover in an "African-style" way, and roughly stuffed it into the launch canister.

That's it!

The left-hand buggy that was chasing at speeds of more than 70 yards had very poor visibility due to the dirt road covered in dust from pickups.

Therefore, it was not until the distance was less than 10 meters that the driver noticed that the road ahead was full of large items.

When a foreign object suddenly appeared on the road during the drive, and the distance was short, the driver instinctively reacted and slammed the steering wheel to the right to avoid it.

However, he forgot that there was another car next to him, which was driving alongside it.

Outcome......

"Bang!"

The TV was directly crushed by the chassis of the car, and at the same time, the off-road vehicle on the left also collided with the off-road vehicle on the right, and the body began to shake violently.

If it were at another point in time, for this group of Red Turban soldiers who were used to bad roads, it would not be a big problem to shake it a few times.

But now, at this very moment, this sudden shaking was exchanged for a deadly death.

The Red Turban Army, who did not standardize the loading and took off the insurance in advance, was tilted forward by the inertia of the vehicle, and the RPG warhead in his hand also shook.

"Ding!"

The fuse collided with the back of the car with a slight crunch that did not even attract anyone's attention.

The driver is ready to turn to the left and wants to separate the cars that are sticking together; Luffy, who almost threw off the car, was thinking about scolding the driver; The Red Turbans, who were holding the rockets and leaning back, were still ready to turn back and continue to reload.

What they don't know, however, is that this will be their last thought in this world.