Wushuang and the fritters sat in the car at the same time, and in such a small space, once the fritters were shot, Wushuang would definitely die.

But the fritters held the gun for a long time, and finally put it down.

Even though the fritters were trembling with the feeling of humiliation, the last shred of reason still told him that if Wushuang died, he alone would never survive this game.

"Stink*, just let you live a little longer......"

He looked out of the window for a moment, then turned his head back, and the fritters were looking at her with a flattering smile as usual.

For this kind of smile, Wushuang has long been familiar with it. She didn't know that she had already walked around the death line, and she still looked at the map by herself, silently making a plan in her heart.

"The safe zone is near the island, so we can ambush the other players on the bridge to the west." Wushuang thought for a moment and finally made a plan for the next step.

"And an ambush?" The mood of the fritters that had just calmed down became excited again, "Can we not take the initiative to exchange fire?" Wouldn't it be better to find a place to hide? ”

Wushuang glanced at the fritters coldly, "No." ”

"In case we haven't played, it's all over! This is not a game, and once you die, there is no chance of starting over! ”

"Of course I do. Don't talk nonsense, drive. After Wushuang said this, he ignored the fritters, leaned back on the seat, and closed his eyes.

The hands of the fritters were trembling slightly, and he couldn't understand why this woman had to fight with others? Could it be that she is a Saiyan?

"Damn, dominatrix ......" the fritters scolded in their hearts, and reluctantly stepped on the accelerator, and the silver-white Dacia sedan slowly drove towards the steel bridge connecting the main island and the small island with the resentment of the fritters and the murderous aura of the unparalleled.

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"This is definitely the fattest game I've ever played!" Duan Mo shouted loudly as he rushed out of the steel factory in a jeep.

After he and Zuimeng searched the power plant, seeing that there was still some time before the poisonous fog spread, they went into the steel plant and searched it fiercely - there was even a wave of airdrops that hit the face, and landed outside the steel plant.

At this moment, Duan Mo is wearing a third-level bullet avoidance helmet, military body armor, a backpack filled with various medicines and ammunition, an M416 assault rifle, a UMP rush rifle, and all kinds of accessories are complete, the only fly in the ointment is that he still has the blue crossbow arrow stuck in his head.

DRUNKEN DREAM'S EQUIPMENT IS ALSO EXTREMELY LUXURIOUS, WITH AN OVERSIZED THHOMSON RUSHING GUN, PLUS AN EXTREMELY VIOLENT GROZA*, WHICH SIMPLY ARMED DRUNKEN DREAM INTO A VALKYRIE.

Duan Mo believed that the firepower of the two of them was completely enough to blow up a jeep in three seconds.

"What's the fool's errand, even if you are given a Vulcan machine gun, you won't be able to kill anyone." Drunken Meng really couldn't get used to Duan Mo's blind problem, so he poured a basin of cold water on him.

"It's impossible to just shoot a steel gun, it's impossible to just shoot in this life, and LYB won't, only picking up garbage is the only game experience." Duan Mo didn't care about the sarcasm of Drunken Dream at all, anyway, he couldn't kill people in the first place - the blue crossbow arrow on his head was the best proof of this.

"Picking up so many supplies, it's not about delivering couriers in the end." Drunken Meng glanced at Duan Mo, and then opened his map, "The safe zone is on the other side of the island." Let's get over as soon as possible, I'm afraid there's going to be someone blocking the bridge. ”

"Have you ever collected a bridge toll?" Duan Mo pouted, "I'm the god of the autumn mountain bike, I want to collect my bridge toll, wait for the next life!" ”

Duan Mo said, as if to confirm his words, he flung the jeep lightly and made a very elegant tail flick.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Drunken Dream was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the handrail, "If the car overturns, we will have to cross the bridge on foot!" ”

"It's a little funny, I could drift on a tricycle when I was a kid." Duan Mo blew more and more vigorously.

"Okay, Akina Float God," Drunken Dream suddenly became serious, "to give you a chance to perform." ”

"Okay, do you want to see the blade overtake or the barrel roll in the air?"

"At 2 o'clock on the left, 500 meters away, a silver-white Dacia sedan seemed to want to get close to us," Drunken Dream said succinctly, "Car God, get rid of them." ”

"Huh?" Duan Mo hurriedly turned his head to look, and sure enough, in the wheat field in front of him, a car was quickly approaching them from the side.

"Sister, let's have a jeep! How could it be possible to run past someone's car! Duan Mo hurriedly turned on the steering wheel and drove in the opposite direction, but the sedan seemed to have made up its mind to engage them, and it also changed direction.

"Can't you get rid of it?" Drunken Dream's eyes were cold, "Then let's go to war." ”

"Do you want me to stop and fight?" Duan Mo asked.

"No, this wheat field is empty, and once we get off the car, we will be a live target."

"A chase, then?" Duan Mo didn't mind, after all, he was very confident in his driving skills. "It's exciting!"

"Less nonsense, drive your car, don't roll over."

"Okay!" The corners of Duan Mo's mouth raised slightly-compared to marksmanship, Duan Mo was ashamed of himself, but compared to car skills, Duan Mo had never been afraid of anyone.

The silver-white Dacia was getting closer and closer, and they were speeding together on the wheat field, and the speed of both cars was already more than eighty miles, and the speed was constantly increasing.

"Da Da Da!"

Dacia really wanted to attack Duan Mo and them, and when the two cars were less than a hundred meters apart, Dacia took the lead in shooting, and the front gun continued to shoot, and the bullets rained down on the side of the jeep.

Not to be outdone, Thomson in his hand fought back feverishly, Thomson's super-fast rate of fire coupled with the bonus of Drunken Dream's "Gunner" skill, the expansion drum of 50 rounds of bullets spun wildly, and fifty bullets were sent out in a few seconds!

Zui Meng didn't feel sorry for these bullets at all - she knew that Duan Mo still had nearly a thousand .45ACP rounds in his backpack, so she simply changed the drum and continued shooting!

Both cars kept circling left and right in order to prevent themselves from being hit, but the constant movement also made it difficult for their teammates to hit the enemy, so although the two teams fought fiercely, they didn't actually hit the enemy a few shots.

Drunken Dreams was not in a hurry, and endlessly suppressed the enemy with bullets, but Dacia couldn't stand such crazy ammunition consumption, so they braved the rain of bullets and moved closer to the jeep, shortening the distance between the two sides to fifty meters.

This time, both sides were much more accurate, and the bullets no longer fell on the ground, but clanged into the car.

In this chase battle, both sides were shooting and driving at the same time, and the two cars crossed the vast wheat fields of M City, and then passed through the flat field near the bomb shelter, and ran for 3,000 meters, but still did not make a result.

Duan Mo desperately played the steering wheel, raising the speed of the jeep to nearly ninety miles, and at the same time constantly drifting left and right, so the jeep swam like a snake, the sound of the wind kept whistling in his ears, mixed with the piercing sound of bullets breaking through the air, and the sound of drunken and fierce shooting in his ears!

Duan Mo's palms were constantly sweating - this was definitely the most exciting driving experience he had!

The blood-colored remnant sun hangs obliquely in the western sky, and on the vast land, a drag racing battle like a police movie is being staged passionately!