It is not an exaggeration to say that the village of Bečka is rich in relation to the African country, and even though the whole country is suffering from the pain of Ramanla, it is still full of food.

Perhaps, because of this "wealth", he was targeted by the starved Red Turban Army, and finally evolved into a disaster.

Tucun Road, which once served the village of Bechka and provided convenience for the villagers to go out by car, has now become an "accomplice" for the rioting Red Turban Army.

The dirt road is long, runs through the entire village, and is obscured by the vegetation of the houses, so that you can't see the end at a glance.

There are several small cars of different models parked along the road, and through the open windows and the roofless cargo box at the back, you can see a lot of supplies.

In the impoverished continent of Africa, it is most common to take advantage of the riots to their own benefit.

Even if an entire tribe goes out, it is not uncommon to wash another tribe in blood.

The outermost Toyota pickup truck on the dirt road, which was the target chosen by Xingfeng, was also laden with stolen goods, parked outside a brick building.

There was a red scarf soldier in the car, AK47 lazily on his shoulder, holding a cigarette with a filter in his mouth, and his expression was very intoxicated, as if it was the first time he had smoked this kind of "high-end goods".

"Boom!"

The sound of stones hitting the wall came from outside the brick house to his right.

The people in the village had been slaughtered by them, and the Red Turban Army on the car had no vigilance, not even reaching out to touch the gun, just subconsciously turning their heads to look.

"Whoosh!"

As fast as a black panther, from behind the thatched house on the left, quietly and agilely rushed out.

More than four meters apart, in the blink of an eye, 56 punches straight through the window.

"Ah~huh!"

With a precise stab and a retraction, the three-edged army thorn instantly pierced the neck of the Red Turban Army, leaving two bloody holes in pairs.

"Beep-"

The carotid artery was severed, and blood spurted out of the heart's pump pressure along the bloodletting trough of the Triangular Thorn.

"Uh~"

The Red Turban Army in the car, with a faint roar in his throat, tried to suppress the blood with both hands, but in vain.

[Serial Slash: 5/50]

After another sneak attack, Xing Feng glanced at the curtain, ignored the blood splashed on his face, and folded back the military spur with his backhand to prevent accidental injury after getting into the car.

Then, his eyes swept to the off-road vehicle 40 meters behind, and then turned to the brick house where the shouting sound was coming from the front, and saw that no one noticed anything unusual.

"Squeak—"

Gently pull the car door, casually tear off the red turban army that is not dead, quickly climb to the driver's seat, put Miria in the passenger seat, and buckle up the seatbelt.

"Woo~Whoop~Coax ......"

After twisting the key twice and igniting, the body shook violently, and the diesel engine started with a bang.

Xing Feng knew very well in his heart that once there was movement in the car, it would inevitably attract the attention of the Red Turban Army.

Therefore, he did not have any pause, his hands and feet quickly linked, released the handbrake, stepped on the clutch, hung the first gear, throttle to the end, and released the clutch.

The whole set of forced start actions, flowing water!

"Boom-"

"Squeak—"

The Toyota pickup truck roared in the sky, the tires grinded out a puff of smoke and dust on the ground, accelerated violently, turned into a mad dog, and rushed out.

The torque of the diesel engine is strong and the life is long, but compared with the gasoline engine, the noise is also greater, not to mention, this is still a "living" in Africa, I don't know what maintenance is, less than five layers of new pickup trucks.

Now that it's rumbling like this, the Red Turban Army in the house hasn't reacted yet, and it's normal to drive around like crazy, as long as you wait for a car to go with you.

But the off-road vehicle behind him is different, and the angle of view from that position is very good, and you can clearly see the companions on the ground who have been killed by Xingfeng.

"Ram is dead, Ram is dead, someone is robbing the car......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The Red Turban Army on the off-road vehicle, while yelling angrily, raised the AK47 in his hand and shot wildly at the pickup truck.

"Dangdang ......"

Although the punishment wind has started, the distance between each other is only more than 40 meters, and the bullet hit rate is very high.

"Whoa......

A bullet shattered the rear window, glass shards flew in all directions, and the warhead drilled a hole in the center console, emitting faint smoke from the outside.

On both sides are crops and houses, and the dirt road in the middle is about three meters, just enough for a small car to pass, and there is no way to avoid any maneuvering.

Xingfeng and Miria sitting in the pickup truck, whether they will be hit by bullets or not, everything can only depend on the will of God, and-

Accelerate, accelerate, add to the fastest speed and shoot wider!

After hanging a gear and forcibly accelerating out of more than 10 meters, Xingfeng glanced at the dashboard and saw that the speed had exceeded 20 kilometers per hour, and immediately began to shift gears.

Clutch sends two-thirds, and the first gear directly "jumps" to the third gear.

"Boom-"

With another kick on the accelerator to the end, the Toyota SUV did not pause in the slightest, and accelerated forward again.

At this time, after the strafing of the red turban soldier on the off-road vehicle and a magazine, the entire Bechka village instantly fell into a riot.

"Hurry up, hurry up, everyone gets in the car, some lackeys have escaped."

"Catch up and kill him, quick, you must kill him."

"Oh——, toot toot ......"

"Up, up, up, oh~"

The leader's orders, angry shouts, sickly screams, and frantic excitement all over the village were filled with a violent smell of blood.

"Boom-boom-boom......"

The roar of various vehicles resounded in all parts of Bechka Village, raising countless thick smoke and dust, and quickly converging towards the location of the off-road vehicle.

When they arrived at the off-road vehicle location, although the pickup truck had already run three or four hundred meters, the group of red turban soldiers who had fallen into madness still did not intend to give up.

One, two, three...... Fifteen!

Fifteen pickup trucks and off-road vehicles, carrying more than 100 Red Turban soldiers, chased along the village road while firing indiscriminately and making strange noises with loud and screaming sounds.

The effective range of the "AK47" is 300 meters, the "56 punch" is 400 meters, and the "AKM" aiming scale has 5 levels, the first level is 200 meters, and the effective range is theoretically 1000 meters, but in fact it is about 400 meters.

The first start, a first strike, at this time has run nearly 500 meters, although occasionally bullets hit the body of the pickup truck, but the probability of injury to the people in the car is very low.

Merely......

Miria, who was originally listening to the song quietly, seemed to be frightened by the violent bumps at this time, the expression on her face began to change, a pair of small hands grabbed the seat belt, and her thin body began to tremble slightly.

"Miria, don't be afraid, it's okay, trust uncle, it'll be fine."

Xingfeng pulled out his right hand and stroked Miria's curly short hair, his tone was calm and peaceful, but his expression was cold like never before.

Now is the first step in escaping, and the road ahead is still long and will be more dangerous.

Escaping from the chase of 100 people is the biggest challenge next!!