Chapter 15: Need for Speed Part II
The gunners on the Land Cruiser saw that the fire on the body had little effect, and quickly turned their aim to the tires of the Grand Cherokee.
With a pop, the Grand Cherokee jolted violently, and then resumed smooth operation in an instant.
"Damn, did you just blow out a tire?" Zhao Qiang complained again, such a journey was really unbearable.
"Not bad." The synthesizer said, "But that's okay, our run-flat tires can last half an hour." ”
"Give me the steering wheel!" Although the quality of Japanese cars is far inferior to Yankee cars, the Land Cruiser's 2.6-ton tonnage is enough to abuse the slightly thinner Grand Cherokee.
"But ......" synthesized voice wanted to say that Zhao Qiang didn't know the specific route, and driving by him was afraid that the situation would be out of control.
"Nothing! If you don't want Lao Tzu to fall into the hands of those guys, do as I say! Zhao Qiang sat in the driver's seat and rummaged around.
"I'll have to ask my superiors for instructions." After hesitating for a while, the synthesized sound finally spoke.
"You'd better fucking hurry!" Behind Zhao Qiang, a total of 6 Land Cruisers joined the pursuit, and seeing that the ramming and shooting could not achieve any effect, the pursuers changed their strategy. 2 land patrol has overtaken the front of the big cut, 2 too land patrol left and right to the big cut in the middle, the last 2 land patrol is blocking the big cut of the retreat, the automatic driving system left and right rush but can not break through the other party's layout of the encirclement.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Qiang had just taken over the steering wheel of Da Che, and the synthesized voice, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly screamed.
"Drive! What else can I do? By asking to take over the steering wheel himself, Zhao Qiang successfully diverted the attention of the mysterious man who had been helping him, and took the opportunity to find and remove the autopilot installed under the driver's platform, which was only the size of a TV set-top box.
"I'm asking you what you did before!" The autopilot was turned off, and all data was lost on a screen in front of the mystery man's eyes, and all information about the Grand Cherokee was interrupted.
"It's just a few threads." There were several wires of different colors on the bridge, and Zhao Qiang kicked the accelerator fiercely, and the Grand Cherokee roared out of the gap between the two Land Patrols.
The acceleration of 100 kilometers is only a short 4.8 seconds, and this large cut has been maintaining a speed of 80 kilometers per hour before, and the sudden acceleration makes the pursuers have not had time to react, and the large cut instantly left the pursuers behind him at a speed of about 200 kilometers.
"You ......" synthesized sound was choked by Zhao Qiang so that he couldn't say a word, the autopilot is a new product that countless people have spent countless efforts to just put into use, and it used to be a laboratory product that was definitely expensive, but now it has been scrapped by Zhao Qiang's understatement of "pull out a few wires".
The streets after the zombie crisis are relatively suitable for flying cars, and there are only zombies and no humans on the streets, so even if countless "pedestrians" are knocked off in the process of flying cars, no one needs to pay any price for this "evil act".
Compared with the land patrol, the big cut is not dominant in terms of tonnage or speed, the big cut in front of the 200 kilometers per hour at a speed, from time to time will hit one or two zombies that do not open their eyes, the maximum speed of the land patrol is 220 kilometers per hour, Zhao Qiang's sudden acceleration only ran a short distance, the pursuers quickly reacted and increased the speed, and the distance between Zhao Qiang and the pursuers is getting closer and closer.
The fast car does not mean that it will be able to catch up with the slow car, the city's roads are crisscrossed, as long as the turn, it is usually a 90-degree curve, and there are countless ownerless vehicles parked on the road.
After a beautiful drift, the wheels rubbing against the ground made a screeching sound, and after a puff of green smoke from the wide tires, the big cut completed a 90-degree turn and turned onto another road.
The land patrol that followed behind the big cut was not so lucky, 2 land patrols collided together when drifting over the corner, the body instantly lost control, and the body weighing 2.6 tons flew up in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, rolled more than ten times and rolled sideways into a shop on the side of the road, and soon, violent explosions and raging fires erupted from the shop.
The remaining 4 Land Patrol did not slow down because of this, and after barely squeezing through the corner, they continued to bite Da Che's buttocks, but the Lu Patrol driver began to become conservative.
Seeing that Lu Xun was approaching again, Zhao Qiang did a few drift flicks in a row and failed to eliminate more Lu Xun, Zhao Qiang slammed the steering wheel, and the big cut of the ass crashed into the front of a Lu Xun car. The driver of the land patrol did not expect that Zhao Qiang would take the initiative to crash into himself, and he was not prepared for a while, and the land patrol who was hit suddenly couldn't control the direction, and after shaking a few times, he hit a small car on the side of the road, and the huge body took off again, at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, the high-rigidity body frame developed by Toyota did not bring much safety to the unlucky land patrol, and when the land patrol that became a pile of scrap iron finally stopped, the scattered body parts were distributed on a road surface of hundreds of meters.
"There are 3 more, do you have any suggestions?" Zhao Qiang took the time to glance at the rearview mirror, 6 land patrols have gone to 3, but the remaining half of the pursuers have become more crazy because of the death of their companions, the Grand Cherokee driven by Zhao Qiang has begun to become crumbling, the body has become potholes, and the door on the right side has long been gone.
"You try the red button at the bottom of the dashboard." The synthesized sound, which had been silent for a long time, finally spoke again.
"What's that?" The button is at the bottom of the dashboard, Zhao Qiang touched it for a long time to find it, although he can't be sure of its color, but there is a lone button under the entire dashboard, and he can't be wrong.
"Discharge valve." The synthesized voice reluctantly came out with a short sentence and then stopped speaking.
Discharge valve? Zhao Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, doesn't Bond's car have such a function? Unload the oil, let the road behind you be sprinkled with slippery oil, and the pursuers will die as many as they want!
In order to maximize the benefits, Zhao Qiang played a drift again before pressing the button, only to see a column of oil sprayed out of the exhaust pipe of the Grand Cherokee, and under the action of inertia, the road behind the Big Cut was sprinkled with colorful oil flowers.
"Squeak...... Rumble! The drivers of the Land Patrol noticed the strangeness ahead, but they did not have time to react, and the three Land Patrol rushed onto the road full of gasoline, and the runaway Lu Xun volley turned into three orange fireballs, smashing into the tall office building on the side of the road.