Wu Qi was almost discovered and became more cautious. On the other end, Li Jiang stared at the window that MacDonald was looking at with a suspicious sharp look, and only looked away for a long time.

"What are you doing, keep up."

Charlotte's shout came from the front, and Li Jiang hurriedly sorted out his thoughts, didn't think about it and followed.

Charlotte and Li Jiang walked all the way through the ruins of the base laboratory, which was full of craters and shells on the ground. Every two or three meters, they could see the corpses of their subordinates wearing the standard equipment of the Hell Lion Mercenary Regiment. They died in different postures, some lying on their sides, some lying flat, and some lying down, but there was only one kind of fatal wound, that is, a hideous knife wound with a centimeter wide of visible bone around the neck.

Charlotte stopped next to the corpse of a mercenary whose stomach had been gnawed off by a living corpse, and then crouched. Ignoring the empty belly of the corpse that smelled of rotting, he stretched out his right hand, wearing a black tactical glove, and lifted the neck of the death mercenary, taking a cursory look at the wound.

"The width and degree of dehiscence of this wound are not caused by the saber, but the masterpiece of Wu Qi's long knife. The degree of dehiscence of the wound is large, and the muscle fibers near the wound are in a state of fragmentation, indicating that the skin and muscles are distorted by the huge kinetic energy at the same time when they are cut. He was killed by Wu Qi in a high-speed movement. Charlotte said slowly, guessing the scene when the mercenary died, and then narrating.

Charlotte's beautiful blue eyes were calm, as if she was holding a head other than her own's own.

"Captain, find four or five used cigarettes nearby. Fog. Play. Li Jiang said beside him.

When Charlotte was conducting an autopsy, Li Jiang, as a subordinate, did not dare to slack off, so he got such a search result.

"yes, it looks like it's a cigarette borrowing. Fog. The chemical smoke of the bullet creates a blind spot in the field of vision, and then launches a simple tactic of assault. The tactics are simple, but they are difficult to execute. With only two of them, they were able to eliminate more than a dozen of our elite mercenaries. Wu Qi's strength should be above my imagination. ”

Charlotte stated her conclusions, then stood up and patted the dust from the ruins on the corners of her dark blue uniform.

Closing her eyes, Charlotte could imagine Wu Qi swasting through the white smoke like a ghost, running at high speed with a long knife that quickly slashed through the back of a mercenary's neck, slashing him neatly. A set of actions is smooth, and it is even enough to be called chic.

Charlotte couldn't help but compare Wu Qi with Li Jiang's skills. Li Jiang was a combat assassin-type pioneer he recruited to join the Hell Lion mercenary group. Has first-order high-speed movement, bone mutation.

Li Jiang is also proficient in the skills of concealment, high-speed movement, and slashing, which makes Charlotte have an idea of "next time I see Wu Qi, let Li Jiang try Wu Qi's depth".

Charlotte stepped forward, leaping over the decomposing corpses of the mercenaries and without a trace of emotion, straight to the luxurious armored chariot parked ten meters in front of him on the side of the asphalt road. Li Jiang held the cultivation tank containing MacDonald, put MacDonald in Charlotte's car, and then got into another armored combat vehicle himself.

After Charlotte and Li Jiang got into the interior of the armored combat vehicle, they couldn't see Charlotte and Li Jiang's shadows from Wu Qi's perspective. The two armoured fighting vehicles started at once, the muffled roar of the engines remained within a radius of ten meters, and then the tanks immediately started and sped along the asphalt road.

Wu Qi immediately rolled out of the window, rolled on the ground for a week, and quickly followed the tail of the armored combat vehicle. Charlotte's luxury armored fighting vehicle was at least above the top speed of 180 kilometers per hour of the vehicles owned by the Black Gun Mercenary Regiment, but due to the difficult terrain of the ruins and the high degree of damage on the road, the speed at the moment was still lower than the 90 kilometers per hour exerted by Wu Qi's legs.

Wu Qi chased the armored chariot with his legs, and passed over countless broken and ruined bunkers along the winding road, heading further and further north.

The faint clouds floated alone in the clear blue sky, the scenery of the sky and the ruins of the landform kept retreating, only the scorching golden sun stayed in front of Wu Qi's vision as he ran.

"They're going to the north, and according to the map, they'll be on the road to the industrial zone in seven minutes at most."

The perceptive Wu Qi soon discovered Charlotte's intentions. If Charlotte's armored fighting vehicle drove into range of the road, he would not be able to catch up anyway, and there would be no cover to avoid the enemy's counterattack after launching an attack.

Wu Qi made up his mind, and then took a shortcut towards the northern residential area lined with residential buildings. After 50 seconds, Wu Qi finally ran side by side with Charlotte and Li Jiang's armored fighting vehicles. One side is on the left, galloping down the road, the other on the right, running over obstacles through the ruins of buildings. There is a distance of less than 20 meters in between, and there are broken buildings in between the two.

300 meters ahead is the exit from the residential area, the entrance to the road in the industrial area, and once the armored combat vehicles break through this boundary line, there will be no more buildings after that.

This is the last chance.

Wu Qi accelerated suddenly, no longer hiding the sound of his steps, and rushed straight towards the top speed of 132 kilometers per hour between swinging his legs. The white shirt was blown tightly against Wu Qi's body by the blowing wind, revealing his perfectly contoured body muscles, and the black hair was also blown above his head by the wind.

Charlotte and Li Jiang were driving two armored combat vehicles each. On the right side of the road outside the special bulletproof glass window with excellent sound insulation, there are often shadows of abandoned buildings moving by, and Wu Qi's galloping figure is sandwiched between one abandoned building after another.

Charlotte suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, his skin was delicately furrowed, and his beautiful blue eyes flashed with doubt. He had palpitations, which was a natural premonition of danger for an experienced mercenary who often fought in the wilderness.

At the same time, Wu Qi had already run thirty meters in front of the level of two armored fighting vehicles. He quickly threw his long knife to the ground, then pulled out two of the few projectiles that were lone between his tactical belt. A bony white hand without a tactical glove coat clutches a grenade covered in tricolor lacquer. Bomb, that's an aluminium grenade. Play!

Wu Qi's other hand was holding the last flash. Light. Play.

Wu Qi flicked his thumb and flashed. Light. Bullet and thermite hot hands. Pomegranate. The pull ring of the bullet bounced off hard, and the speed and hand that had been calculated earlier flashed in my mind. Pomegranate. Ballistics, as well as the hand. Pomegranate. The comprehensive data of the explosion time of the bomb, like a meteor catching the moon, swing your slender arm with all your might, and flash it. Light. The bullet is thrown quickly. Hot hands of aluminum. Pomegranate. Flick your hand for a second, then follow it.

One second, two seconds, flash. Light. The bullet cut through the air in an extremely fast arc, crossing the middle distance of twenty meters, and suddenly entered the field of view of Charlotte's front car window.