The person at the very end directly erected the bulletproof steel plate installed on it, and erected the PKM on it, and the 5 PKMs of the entire team are now on this infantry tank, and the firepower is simply devastating.

Several people appeared outside the armored car in a ladder shape, and the soldiers led by Ma Yongqiang were those who had received two months of training from Sergei, and their combat effectiveness could be said to be very terrifying.

Luke stood on top of the turret, rifle mounted and staring at the group of madmen who had been keeping a distance of 300 meters from them on the distant horizon, if it weren't for the double stability, the 14.5 machine gun under his feet could tear the group to shreds.

And now, if a turret is used on a high-speed infantry chariot, not to mention that there is no firing range, the trajectory under the bumps will be like peeing against the wind, and it will not be able to beat people at all! It's really powerless!

These bandits are probably also hesitating, they don't seem to have seen such a firepower configuration, they just follow from a distance, and they can't come forward alive or dead.

Ma Yongqiang, who was in front of Luke, saw that this group of madmen did not dare to step forward, stretched out his hand and raised his middle finger, and scolded loudly: "It's all younger brothers!" Coercion! I just fried Lao Tzu! Damn ......"

Before he finished speaking, a bullet flew past Ma Yongqiang's middle finger, and the rest of the bullets hit the armor at the rear of the infantry chariot, bursting into dazzling flames, which frightened everyone and immediately retreated.

Luke scolded in a low voice, "A bunch of shrunken turtles! It's annoying! ”

Suddenly, the frightened cries of the recruits came over the intercom: "! There's another bunch of lunatics ahead! Mom, too! ”

Hearing this, Luke immediately got out of the infantry chariot, only to see that there was indeed a group in the distance, not to mention about 20 cars, which were outflanking from the field on the right, plus the cars that followed, there must be at least 40 or so.

This is really troublesome, and seeing that he is about to be flanked, Luke immediately commanded loudly:

"All of them! Along the road! One word! Put all your weapons out! Don't panic! There is a mountain on your left! They can't come up, you fight on the right, and the back ones will be handed over to us! ”

The recruits who had commanded suddenly found the backbone of the main body, and they suddenly became bolder, and they set up their weapons according to Luke's request, and the muzzles of their guns also protruded from the shooting holes.

Seeing the raised machine gun tower, instead of being afraid, these madmen shouted excitedly one by one, and Luke suddenly felt bad in his heart, and he whispered to the people in the chariot: "Bad thing! They probably thought they were a group of rookies, and they took a fancy to their equipment! Above! Pan him! ”

With that, the crowd reappeared on the top of the chariot.

At this time, those madmen also seemed to be under the clarion call of battle, and they rushed forward one by one, and the distance was instantly stretched to 300 meters.

Luke suddenly remembered that these guys had bazookas in their hands! He immediately shouted loudly, "Shoot all!" If you want to live, hit hard! ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire convoy became a fire-breathing fire dragon everywhere, shuttling tracer bullets everywhere, although the accuracy was really very ordinary, but it really scared the group of madmen.

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that this group of guys rushed up against the rain of bullets.

The roads in the post-apocalyptic world are badly damaged, potholes and bumps, and it is almost impossible for people to target the enemy in the bumpy cars, and it is especially difficult to shoot at vehicles in high-speed motion.

200 meters! 100 meters! 50 meters! As the distance got closer, the faces of the thugs even became clear!

From 300 meters, Luke stopped shooting, after all, such aimless and indiscriminate shooting was a waste of bullets.

And this behavior seems to have stimulated this group of madmen, and they became extremely insane as they got closer and closer.

In an unroofed Toyota SUV, a 3-meter-long metal cross with a seat welded to it was erected, and a man with an inexplicable pattern painted on his face was holding a drum full of patches, and a human skull was wearing on his head, and his crazy eyes were very scary.

He saw that the convoy had ceased fire for a long time, and he excitedly beat the drum continuously, blocking the convoy on the right in front of the crowd, as if he wanted to force the crowd to stop.

Luke looked at the man who was beating the drum directly behind, and commanded in the intercom: "Now let the first one be the No. 1 gun car!" Gun carriage number two came ahead of me! Reload them all! I'll listen to me in a moment! I counted down to three seconds! Wait until the penultimate second, and the chariot will go to the left lane! Let's get out of the shooting world!

Wait until the cannon is fired! Trucks immediately cover in pairs and side by side! Don't let those lunatics get into the convoy! All of them! For victory! ”

“3！！！”

“2！！！”

“1！！！”

As Luke's countdown sounded, the chariot immediately drove to the left lane, and in an instant, two muffled sounds came, and a black dart bullet was sprayed out in the front and rear directions of the convoy.

The unprotected thugs were instantly pierced by countless darts, and in the blink of an eye, at least 6 runaway vehicles were separated from the broken car team in front of the convoy.

The vehicles that had been killed were instantly knocked off by the SX250 truck with the ramming horns behind them, and rolled to the side of the road as a mass of burning garbage.

And because the vehicles behind the convoy had a certain amount of protection, and the team was not scattered, in the attack, only the two cars that rushed to the front were killed by darts, and the rest of the vehicles were unscathed!

The man sitting on the cross took a blood-stained dart from his body with a bloodthirsty face, put it in his mouth and sucked it vigorously with great enjoyment, and then frantically beat the big drum in his hand.

He shouted frantically, "Blood! Glory! Fight! The undead! Let's go and fight bravely! Let the divine power change you! Become a fearless warrior! No fear of fire, knives and guns! Go ahead! For God! Go and loot their supplies! ”

The loudspeakers behind this guy spread his voice in all directions, and those who were in the thug heard his voice and shouted reverently, "Divine power! For God's sake! ”

After shouting, one by one they took out a plastic bag from somewhere, which contained green powder, and they put it under their noses and sucked it all in, only to see that their eye sockets instantly turned into a strange green.