"Squeak, squeak~" in such a tooth-sore steel grinding sound.

An island pickup truck blocking the concrete road was crushed by an old-timer tank that was also produced in their country, but was decades older.

The thin sheet of the pickup truck was first badly twisted, and then began to deform violently.

Finally, after the four wheels were violently bounced away, the pickup truck was finally reduced to a puddle of iron sheets, and the old antique tank of fifteen tons was crushed over it.

Then, the tank was followed by two armored cars, and the same was true.

The process of breaking through the blockade of the Longsha Society at Yamashita was far easier than Zhang Wei had imagined, and after the sudden inhumane attack of mustard gas, these armed civilians were now too late to save their lives.

Where can I have time to stop Zhang Wei and them who rushed down the mountain all the way.

Of course, even if they had time, they probably wouldn't be able to do this with all the light firearms they had in their hands, even machetes.

A cannon from a distance bombarded the past, and those that were close were directly forcibly crushed.

As a pioneer, the Type 97 antique tank, even on the battlefield of World War II, could only be regarded as a light tank, but at this time, it was so powerful that it had no friends.

Even the two armored cars behind him were also strong enough to make the people of the Lonza Society despair.

Occasionally, sporadic counter-bullets hit the carriage, and apart from a few sparks, they could not penetrate the steel plate outside the carriage at all.

On the contrary, a heavy machine gun on an armored car, coupled with the ferocious firepower of four light machine guns, can already be described as frenzied.

Under the diluted power of the genetic potion, the seriously injured old men began to improve rapidly in their state.

Naturally, I can't say anything about resurrection at full blood, but if I insist on manipulating the machine gun to fire, there is no problem at all.

It was precisely because of their participation that these armored vehicles finally burst out with the strongest firepower, and the dense bullets like a storm rained down in all directions.

There will be a few more easily, and the guys who carried the bazooka and planned to make a shot directly became a hornet's nest.

Such powerful firepower also greatly reduced the pressure on Zhang Wei's shoulders, and he originally planned to risk being shot in the head and poke his head out of the top of the armored car.

In this way, the threat of the bazooka can be observed in time, so that the response can be made faster.

And now with such a bull's firepower, there is no need for it, so the thing is safely hiding in an armored car, operating a light machine gun that he is good at, trying to find the strong man in the crowd.

After discovering it, he quickly opened fire and harvested the other party's life.

It is said that in order to exchange for these three iron lumps, as well as the dead expensive genetic medicine, the balance of energy points in his system has become a pitiful double digit again.

If you don't hurry up and make up for it now, how can it work......

After spending more than three minutes before and after, the convoy finally blasted a bloody road and entered the main road leading to Nha Trang City.

Behind them, there were wounded and beaten corpses all over the ground.

In the face of the fading convoy, those who were lucky enough to survive scattered in a hurry, even if the Lonza Society used to have a terrifying reputation in their hearts.

And the brutal tactics that had been used before their eyes finally lost their effect under the crushing of the tanks.

Originally, when I had breakfast ten minutes ago, there were still more than two hundred elite gunners here in the Lonza Club, and even there were more than a dozen strong ones.

Now that the slaughter-like battle is over, that number is immediately reduced by half.

This is also because the people of the Lonza Society have always acted as overseers in the rear of the blockade line, so they are rarely attacked by poison gas bombs.

When the convoy of tanks and armored cars was far away, the rest of the people looked at the on-site commander in panic: Huang Malong, the head descending division.

This head descending master, who can only be regarded as a famous disciple of President Li Youji, had a bitter face at this time, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I think you all know what a cruel fate it would have been for us and our families if President Li You had known about the tasks he had given us, and we would have ended up like this. ”

"So don't fantasize about being able to fool the past, now follow me to the city where we can have more opportunities. ”

I have to say that the thinking of this head descending division is still relatively clear, and he has not been carried away by the huge casualties and fiascos.

Because at this time, Zhang Wei was also worried about the same point, the distance from the stronghold to the port was almost thirty kilometers.

The first half of the journey is on the avenue outside the city, and the surrounding vision is wider, so you can find the ambusher in time to carry out a sneak attack.

But in the second half of the journey, the narrow streets of the city are unavoidable.

Tanks and armoured vehicles will be driving through the narrow streets, lined with densely populated houses, providing perfect cover for the attackers.

Who knew that from that window, a Molotov cocktail would be thrown out, and with their current manpower, it could be said that they could not guard against it.

That fateful journey will also be a journey that dooms them to life and death......

In the small space of the island tank, Old Man Wang had to curl up with great effort in order to successfully drive this old antique older than him.

Of course, for Old Man Wang, who was in a state of excitement at this time, this was an unimportant trivial matter.

I don't know if it was after many years that this old man drove his beloved tank again, or if it was the big sip of sake, which made a huge difference.

In short, the old man's face is red, and he is more energetic than being beaten with chicken blood.

Under his frantic pedaling of the throttle, the tank was actually in the highest horsepower output from the moment it started, and the throttle was never released in the following time.

It is a pity that even now the Type 97 tank has reached the highest theoretical speed on a flat road.

But this theoretical speed, which is only 35 yards, is also limited by the speed limit of the first tank, so that the speed of the entire convoy is limited.

Glancing at the mobile phone that still had no signal, Zhang Wei shook his head helplessly.

At this rate, it would take an hour to reach the port even if everything went well, so it would be nice not to go awry in such a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wei carried his Czech style and drilled his upper body out of the top cover.

Although this is a bit dangerous, it is impossible to observe the situation better.

Twenty minutes after rushing out of the stronghold, under Zhang Wei's gaze, the edge of the city gradually appeared in front of him.

From such a distance, he could see at least dozens of thick smoke rising from the small urban area.

This is a doomsday disaster for a famous scenic spot, and Zhang Wei's face is even more ugly when he sees this, because the situation seems to be even worse than he imagined......

A few minutes later, the convoy reached the edge of the city.

Here Zhang Wei was finally able to confirm that the entire urban area of Nha Trang was in a huge unrest, and the already narrow roads were full of abandoned and overturned vehicles.

Luckily, there were small cars and pickups, and even a large number of motorcycles, and Zhang Wei could see a lot of mottled blood on these abandoned vehicles.

The poor road conditions slowed down the convoy again, but it was still able to force its way through.

What made Zhang Wei quite speechless was that when he saw the convoy at the beginning of the tank, there were some guys who fell into madness, raising the machete in their hands to provoke.

Without Zhang Wei to greet him, a machine gun under him roared, and he didn't know which old man's hand moved, and the provocative guy was instantly put to the ground.

So the accomplices around screamed and scattered.

In the following time, in order to hurry, as long as they were not active provocates, Zhang Wei and they basically did not move.

In this situation, until the convoy turned a corner, Zhang Wei's ears heard a loud cry for help in Chinese.