"Let's go!"

Zhao Shen pushed Lasol.

This alley is lined with buildings on both sides, and even if you call for fire support, it's useless.

Unless the howitzer carries out covered fire, or the bombardment of precision-guided bombs in the air.

Otherwise, you won't be able to hurt that light tank at all.

"Curator, the 3rd Broadsword Mine has been changed to remote detonation mode, and control is now handed over to you."

Lin Chao replied:

"Understood, evacuate to the Green Zone with Rasol immediately."

Today, Ah Jiu refers to the firefighting zone as the red zone, the danger zone as the orange zone, and the safe zone as the green zone.

The green area chosen today is behind Lin Chao.

It was a mountain depression with dense vegetation and sparsely populated.

Unless the Bloody Hand Gang can scout from the air, they won't be detected at all.

"Yes!"

After answering, Zhao Shen pushed Lasol forward.

Waking up from a coma, Rasol was in a depressed mood.

Now, he is like a puppet, at the mercy of Zhao Shen.

It's just that his movements are too stiff and he can easily be hit by sideways bullets.

Zhao Shen can only muster up the spirit of 120,000 points.

Fortunately, the alley was not long, and they quickly reached the other end.

"Da Da Da!"

But at this moment, a pickup truck loaded with a PKM machine gun rushed in.

The machine gunner above didn't care indiscriminately, and swept through the alley.

"Whoosh!"

Bullets flew sideways with a sharp whistling sound.

When they fly overhead, they make people feel a shock like never before.

Even Lasol, who was stunned, was so frightened that he screamed.

"Crack!"

Drones in the air popped up.

Its muzzle was immediately aimed at the machine gunner on the pickup truck.

"Click!"

A barrage of bullets loomed down.

Sparks erupted from the body of the pickup truck.

"Boom!"

The fuel tank of the car was broken, and the orange-red flames completely engulfed the pickup truck in an instant.

"Crackle!"

At high temperatures, bullets begin to explode.

Tracer bullets of various colors fly in the night sky, like fireworks released during the festival.

This seems to be a beautiful scene, but no one dares to stop and enjoy it.

Even Zhao Shen hurriedly hid behind concealment.

"Poof, poof!"

From time to time, the flying warheads landed on the side, bringing up large clouds of dust.

"Whoa, whoa!"

At this critical juncture, the light tank of the Bloody Hand Gang actually drove up.

Now only it ignores the threat of ricochet.

Zhao Shen cursed in a low voice.

The tank was less than 15 meters away from him, and if he didn't get away, he was afraid that he would really be squashed.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he picked up Lasol and rushed out as soon as he saw a gap.

"Da Da Da!"

The 7.92 mm heading machine gun, mounted in front of the tank, immediately erupted a long tongue of fire.

Still, it was half a beat slower to react.

The figure flashed a few times before disappearing behind a building.

The tank commander roared angrily:

"Artillery fire."

There was a loud bang.

The unsightly building was blown to pieces.

"Damn it!"

The commander's anger was even greater.

There was only a thick dust in front of them, and if they all dispersed, the two fugitives would have run to the ends of the earth.

He got out of the turret again and shouted to the gang below:

"Come on, get on it!"

These days, there are too many weapons that can threaten tanks.

The car I was driving was only more than 40 mm in armor at its thickest.

Not to mention missiles of all kinds, even bazookas can make it fall apart.

The only thing I can rely on is those Bloody Hand Gangs.

As long as they can detect the opponent's anti-armor fire in advance.

Tanks will become safe.

"Come on, give it to me!"

Garrincha also roared loudly.

When the people are gone, they can be recruited again.

The tank is gone, but it is a huge loss.

Topani spent a lot of money to get it.

It is precisely because of this that the Bloody Hand Gang has become a force to be reckoned with on the road.

Moreover, he has not officially sat on the throne of the gang leader.

If the tank is damaged, the future "battle for supremacy" will be affected.

"Come on, give it to me!"

Dozens of gangs were forced to retreat and walk forward.

Their eyes looked around carefully, trying to find anything suspicious.

"Boom!"

Just when he was nervous, a roar suddenly came from his side.

Before the person could react, he was pushed away by a huge force.

"Crackle!"

The sound of the rain appeared in everyone's ears again.

Those who walked in front of them disappeared again.

All you can see now are some stumps and severed arms, and clumps of mud on the ground.

"Click!"

Garrincha's legs shook violently.

There was a sound like teeth tapping.

He quickly pressed his toes against the corner.

If you cramp at this time, then your image in the gang will collapse.

When the time comes, let alone sitting in the position of the boss, and not being hacked to death as a coward, it will be God forbidden.

"Up, keep going for me!"

Garrincha yelled hysterically.

The subordinates have already wavered, and if they don't come up with some means, they will definitely collapse.

Garrincha gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Bang, bang!"

He raised his hand and shot twice, killing a cowardly guy next to him.

"If you don't go up again, I want your life!"

The gang members glanced at each other, and had to go up.

"God forbid!"

Now, even the least of those who believe in God are beginning to recite the Word.

No one dares to look down, even if they kick something, they pretend not to know.

The distance of more than 10 meters in front of him has become the most terrifying place in the world.

"Whew!"

Fortunately, the loud noise did not appear again, and the gang that opened the way came to the end of the alley.

I only felt that my legs were weak for a while, and a few guys fell directly to the ground, and they couldn't stand up no matter how hard they struggled.

"No one, hurry up!"

Garrincha yelled at the car commander.

Those two people must be caught today.

Otherwise, the position of the boss of the Bloody Hand Gang will not be stable at all.

And all hope, pinned on the tank.

The commander did not dare to slack off, and he once again got into the turret.

"Drive, go slow."

The driver of the tank is a bastard, and the technology is slimy.

Now the barrel of the tank is pointing forward, and it would be a bad thing if it hits something.

As for Garrincha, let him call if he loves to call, and everything is still based on safety.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With the rotation of the inducing wheels, the sagging tracks of the tank were again taut.

Soon, it drove out of the narrow alley.

In front of you is the suburbs.

Looking at the open area, the captain exhaled heavily.

His greatest fear was an attack in the alley.

Not to mention a bazooka that kills a big killer, even a Molotov cocktail can kill you.

Even a close shot at the weak upper armor with a heavy machine gun would be effective.

But just as he was thinking about it, the tank actually stopped.

The commander even had to stand up his hair.

"Bastard, get me moving, you can't park here."

They are on the edge of the village, without any shelter around, and they are really the best targets.

"Commander, the driver is killed!"

"What?"