Leaving the idea of hiding behind, Ye Han found a route to drive the classic car onto the street in front of the hotel, and drove generously towards the street not far away, without the intention of dodging at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than 100 meters away, on the side of the intersection, plastic textile bags filled with construction waste were neatly stacked more than a meter high, and the barricades were supposed to block the roads in all directions, but in last night's fighting, the barricades at this intersection were destroyed on three sides by giant cockroaches, leaving only the barricades leading to the hotel barely standing.

Between the ruined barricades on all sides, a half-used van was parked, and the cold wind and rain swept down the van, drenching the van with water droplets.

A few Fenglu gangsters who had been tossing all night hid in the van, drowsy with a comfortable warm breeze, and they were so focused that they didn't even have half a minute left on the sentry.

Ye Han was depressed to find that he had driven the classic car in front of the barricade, but the van behind the barricade did not move at all.

This is very different from Ye Han's plan, he stretched out his head to look at the road on the other side of the barricade, carefully recalled the plan in his mind, and after slightly modifying the details of the plan, Ye Han rubbed his cheeks vigorously, telling himself over and over again in his heart that the plan was fine, and finally made up his mind, set up a semi-automatic rifle with his arm, aimed at the crossbar welded with a stainless steel pipe two meters away, and slammed it over.

The bullet effortlessly severed the thumb-thick stainless steel tube, then struck the van behind the barricades, pierced the door and cut off the thug in the back seat.

The sudden loud noise and the imminent death suddenly woke up the remaining thugs in the car, but when they turned their heads to look out of the car, Ye Han had already stepped on the accelerator, and the engine of the classic car made an unusually heavy roar, and the old car body jumped into the barricade, speeding past the back of the van, and the left hand stretched out outside the window did not forget to give the thugs a raised middle finger.

Ye Han had the time and opportunity to fire a few more shots at the van, but in that case, the people in the car would never be scared if they didn't die, and his plan would not be able to go smoothly.

The classic car broke through the barricades and sped away towards the territory of the Wolves.

After a few seconds of silence in the van, the engine suddenly started and a sharp turn chased after the classic car.

The wind and rain poured into the van through the open window, dissipating the last trace of sleepiness of the thugs, who drew their guns one after another, and in the blink of an eye, two pistols were set on the window, aimed at the speeding classic car in front of them, and fired without hesitation.

Ye Han had already seen the van following behind, and when he saw the pistol sticking out of the window, he immediately slammed the steering wheel, and the classic car suddenly turned to the left, and all the bullets from the van missed.

Although the van was only a few seconds behind, the distance between the two cars in a straight line was at least forty or fifty meters, and a group of gangsters with little military training wanted to hit a speeding car with a pistol at such a long distance, which was as rare as buying a lottery ticket for two dollars and winning a jackpot of 10 million.

Few people who don't know about firearms know that the accuracy of firearms is not as exaggerated as in movies and television, and the combat distance of pistols is even only fifteen meters!

It must be noted that the combat distance and the target distance are two different things, and it is difficult to hit a fast-moving target at a distance of 15 meters while hitting a target of 30 or even 50 meters with a pistol.

According to statistics, the hit rate of combat shooting at 15 meters is only 30 percent, in other words, if someone points a pistol at you from 15 meters away, there is a 90 percent chance that you will not be shot.

The pistol combat shooting training that Ye Han has been exposed to, the shooting distance is generally not more than ten meters, and the requirements are usually three bullets in three seconds within ten meters, and only one bullet is required to hit the vital point; Or seven bullets in seven meters and seven seconds, requiring a seven-centimeter head target.

The hit rate of the rifle is not much better, and if you give a rifle full of bullets to someone who has not been in contact with a firearm, even if you run out of bullets in the gun, it may not be able to hit a target dozens of meters away.

Hitting is also a small probability event of a blind cat hitting a mouse to death, purely relying on character, rather than excellent marksmanship.

The accuracy of the sniper rifle is indeed very high, but first of all, the shooter needs to go through strict scientific training, and secondly, the shooter must have enough time to concentrate on aiming at the target, like in the game, running all over the ground with a sniper rifle can still hit the target, and it is impossible to find it in actual combat!

It was precisely because he had enough knowledge of firearms that Ye Han dared to forcibly break through under the threat of the enemy's gun.

Of course, no matter how small the probability is, there is a possibility of being hit, but he also has a set of perverted body armor covering the area, and the helmet of the same material is more useful than an ordinary steel helmet. A thug of the Maple Dew Gang?

The thugs in the van also found that the pistol did not work, and one of the thugs brutally dragged the body of his companion in two, and sat in a pool of blood with his butt in his hand, and smashed the butt of the rifle in his hand into the rear window, and it only took two blows to smash a huge piece of glass, and then the spear was also put out.

Bang -

As soon as the gunfire entered Ye Han's ears, there was an extra bullet hole like a spider web on the windshield under the rearview mirror, and Ye Han was startled.

The classic car is moving, the van is also moving, even a rifle is difficult to hit the target, and this bullet can hit his head by 20 centimeters, how can he not break out in a cold sweat?

His heart immediately became apprehensive, this thing seems to be a little off!

Fortunately, the barricade he broke into was only two blocks away from the territory of the wolf gang, and before the rifle in the van could fire again, Ye Han had already rushed to the roundabout where the two gangs were facing each other.

It happened too suddenly, the thugs stationed in the barricades around the street had just come out of the warm car, and before they could figure out what was going on, the classic car driven by Ye Han had already broken the crossbar, and the semi-automatic on the door made a chaotic noise, killing half of the more than ten thugs guarding here.

The thugs blew up the nest in an instant, and before they could fight back, the classic car was already driving towards the barricades of the wolf gang.

The wolf gang had a little more time to react, but this time was far from enough to arm, but Ye Han didn't shoot at will like before, but poked his head out of the car window when he was still twenty or thirty meters away, and shouted at the barricade: "Brothers, my own people, I am an undercover agent, and I have important information for Boss Wu!" ”

The leader of the wolf gang is surnamed Qi, and this is the message that the wolf's den just sent to the tactical computer not long ago.

When the wolf gang guarding the barricade heard this, they looked at each other, although no one knew Ye Han, they all lowered their guns.