Fan Fan lay in the car body and scolded loudly in his heart: "Grass, fortunately, the master is witty, otherwise he wouldn't be beaten into a beecomb?" Fan Fan turned his head and saw Captain Zhou, only to see him holding the bucket floor in his hand, and was thinking about standing up, Fan Fan hurriedly said: "Don't stand up, you will be killed!" Head Zhou glanced at it disdainfully and said, "Hmph, let me tell you two, you're finished, my people have come to save me, and when the time comes, if you beat me and scold me, I will return it tenfold and hundredfold!" Head Zhou stood up slowly, pointed at Fan Fan on the ground and scolded. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fan Fan held the M3A1 submachine gun, and from time to time poked his head out to shoot a few rounds at the light, maybe it was the high-speed driving of the truck, maybe the bullet had eyes, anyway, the last magazine was all over and there was no loss to the chasing car, and the headlights were not broken. Fan Fan angrily pulled out the magazine and threw it hard towards the back. At this time, Head Zhou said: "Haha, there are no bullets, you are almost finished!" When the time comes, I will torture you and avenge my dead son and nephew!" ”

In the jeep, the second lieutenant complained: "I said can you shoot on time, this is a magazine, and no one has been killed!" The soldier smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, I will definitely hit next time, wait for me to change the bullets!" With that, the soldier quickly changed his magazine. With the help of the headlights of the jeep, he vaguely saw a figure dangling in the truck body, the soldier clenched his submachine gun slightly, and then fired quickly. Da Da Da ~ Da ~ quickly finished a shuttle.

Captain Zhou on the truck fantasized that he would be able to torture Fan and the others in a few more hours, which made him a little excited. Suddenly, Commander Zhou caught a glimpse of bursts of sparks bursting out of the iron sheet of the cab next to him, and quickly walked towards him. While he was still stunned, more than a dozen bullets opened more than a dozen holes in his body, and blood flowed out. Head Zhou's eyes widened, clutching his chest with a look of disbelief. His body slowly tilted to the right, and he threw himself out of the truck and fell on the road.

Fan Fan looked up at the corpse of Commander Zhou, and soon disappeared into the darkness, but the lights behind him became brighter and brighter, and with the help of the light, Fan Fan finally saw that it was a jeep, and the people in the car were aiming at the truck with submachine guns. Fan Fan climbed to the small window. He shouted to the old man, "Master, give me your magazine, someone from behind shoots, hurry up again!" The old man controlled the steering wheel and said loudly: "I have two magazines, you save some use, you have to accelerate, you hold it firm!" He said. The old man unloaded the magazine on the submachine gun, took out another one from the side, and handed it to Fan Fan together.

Fan Fan took the magazine and quickly loaded it. Click, boom, quickly played. Fan Fan moved to the middle of the truck and slammed it into the body like Jing Ke was sitting on the ground after being injured. With his gun, he quickly fired at the soldiers in the jeep. Ah~~, Fan Fan heard a scream. Fan Fan fired a few shots at the jeep's headlights, and soon, the lights went out. Fan Fan turned around and said loudly: "Hurry up, they're going to catch up!" When the old man heard this, he hurriedly shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator, and the truck engine suddenly let out a loud roar.

Fan Fan lowered his head to dodge the bullets, however, there were a bit too many soldiers chasing and killing, and they kept shooting at the truck body, and the fire was suppressed, so that Fan Fan couldn't raise his head at all. Fan Fan leaned on the back of the truck's railing, listened to the sound of the jeep to determine its position, and then poked the muzzle out of the gun and fired blindly. The soldiers saw that they had been shooting for a long time, and they didn't even see a single figure, so they all stopped firing, and this short pause gave Fan Fan a chance. I saw him raise his head and shoot briefly at the jeep behind the right side of the truck with his voice, and Fan Fan heard the sound of glass shattering. Just as Fan Fan was shooting without dying, suddenly the submachine gun clicked a few times, Fan Fan hurriedly withdrew the magazine and pressed the bullet, feeling that there were more than ten rounds inside. Fan Fan quickly looked at the submachine gun through the light and found that a bullet was stuck in the chamber. Fan Fan threw the gun towards the back of the car in annoyance, but he didn't expect that as soon as the butter gun landed, it was hit by a huge impact, and the bullet was shocked back into place. Bang~ A shot, the bullet hit the jeep's tires bizarrely, bang! There was a thud on the ground, and the tires exploded.

At such a high speed, coupled with the explosion of tires, the jeep driver could not control the direction in an instant, and the jeep kept shaking back and forth, and soon, the jeep rolled over on its side and constantly rolled ahead. The jeep behind it, the car in which the ensign was sitting, had to slow down until the overturned jeep gave way a little. This slowdown soon widened the distance between the jeep and the truck to more than 200 meters.

Fan Fan's eyes widened when he saw this magical scene, which was completely unexpected. Fan Fan thought evilly in his heart that it was because he didn't wash his hands when he went to the toilet that he would get the favor of Lady Luck. The speed of the truck slowly decreased, and the old man said through the small window, "Kitty, what happened?" ”

Fan Fan hurriedly walked to the small window and said excitedly: "Master, my gun is jammed, so angry that I threw the gun out, I didn't expect that the bullet that hit the owner actually hit the tire of the jeep and rolled over!" Fan Fan said 1510. The old man nodded and said, "You threw away that gun?" Then you use mine first! With that, the old man handed his submachine gun to Fan Fan. Fan Fan took the gun and quickly loaded the magazine. Looking at the faint lights in the distance, sit in the car and wait for the jeep to catch up.

On the other side, the jeep slowed down and passed the second team of jeeps, and everyone was silent when they saw the four corpses next to the jeep and on the car, and the second lieutenant slammed the iron door again and again, scolding: "******, grass!" He turned to the driver and said, "Quick, speed up and catch up, you must kill them!" Fast! The driver nodded quickly, kept stepping on the accelerator to accelerate, and soon disappeared into the darkness. The jeep kept accelerating, accelerating and accelerating, and soon approached the truck. The second lieutenant said to the soldiers on the side: "Give me the gun, this time I'll come!" The soldier next to him brought a butter gun from behind and handed it to the second lieutenant.

The second lieutenant leaned sideways out of the jeep, turned on the gun safety and aimed it at the truck and started shooting. The second lieutenant turned to the soldier next to him and said, "Don't be stunned, shoot with me." When the soldiers heard this, they all quickly opened fire on the truck. The jeep driver swayed from side to side as he accelerated, knowing that if he ran in a straight line, he would sooner or later be stopped by bullets. Wasn't that how a soldier was killed in the last jeep?

Fan Fan saw that the jeep was about to rush up, so he hurriedly moved to the small window and said to the old man, "Master, shake it from side to side, don't let them overtake it!" After speaking, Fan Fan picked up the submachine gun and kept firing back. The old man quickly knew what Fan Fan meant, he paid attention to the position of the jeep, whenever the jeep wanted to overtake, the old man would hit the jeep in the direction of the jeep, and every time the jeep kept slowing down! Fan Fan was also dangling in the car, and it was difficult to stabilize.

Click~Click~! Fan Fan was shooting at the jeep, but suddenly there were no bullets at home, Fan Fan turned his head and shouted, "Master, give me another magazine!" The old man maneuvers the truck to prevent the jeep from overtaking, and at the same time shouts, "No, you are the last magazine!" "Grass!" Fan Fan scolded. A submachine gun without bullets is not even as good as a burning stick, at least the length of the burning stick is long enough, and the submachine gun is only more than 500 millimeters.

Fan Fan threw the submachine gun at the jeep with all his might, but unfortunately the submachine gun only smashed to the ground. Fan Fan shouted loudly towards the cab: "Master, there are no weapons, hurry up and run!" Go as far as you can! Saying that, Fan Fan lay down in the car body and never stood up again. Stand up and erect a target without a weapon!

The old man drove the truck to accelerate constantly, and soon the speed reached the limit. In the jeep, the second lieutenant looked at the truck that was moving away, and said to the soldiers on the side: "Use RPG, fuck it, you must not let him run!" Otherwise, we'll all die! The soldier nodded and took the RPG bazooka from the trunk. He carried the RPG on his shoulder, and kept looking at the truck with one eye closed, but he could only keep following the truck left and right, and after waiting for a long time, the major said impatiently: "What are you doing? Why haven't you launched yet? The soldier smiled bitterly and said, "The truck is always moving back and forth, it's really hard to aim!" ”

The second lieutenant said: "Shoot first, just aim roughly, the explosion of the rocket can splash!" Hearing the second lieutenant's answer, the soldier nodded, aimed at the truck again, and said in pieces: "Quick! Fast! A little more... Good! With that, the soldier pulled the trigger, and the RPG bazooka flung upward, and a rocket with a long flame flew to the left side of the truck, and with a bang, the explosion splashed a large cloud of dirt.

When the soldier saw that he didn't hit, he scolded: "Grass! The second lieutenant said: "Correct to the right and fire again!" "Yes! Loading! The soldier opened the box next to him, took out a rocket, and put it in the RPG bazooka. He didn't believe that eight rockets had missed a truck.

Fan Fan was stunned by the sudden explosion, and only when calm returned to the surroundings did he scream: "Master, RPG, it's an RPG!" The old man said loudly: "I know, calm down, the jeep is still more than 100 meters away from us, and the rocket can fly for a while." Now tell me where the rocket is coming and remind me whether to turn right or left. Don't worry, you can dodge, got it? Fan Fan nodded vigorously, and the old man saw that Fan Fan didn't speak, so he asked again loudly: "Got it?" Only then did Fan Fan react and said, "Got it!" ”

Fan Fan stared at the two headlights on the back of the truck, waiting for the next rocket to arrive.