The darkness before dawn shrouded the wilderness.

On the hills outside the city, the wind blew up dust and slammed on people's faces.

A group of men dressed in black and armed with assault rifles look at the city beneath their feet.

That city is a symbol of the surface of the place of refuge.

The twin cannons at the head of the city are a symbol of civilization, order, and violence.

No one dared to challenge the city defense of Hangcheng, so no one dared to cause trouble within a hundred kilometers of Hangcheng.

The middle-aged man with a beard on his face took out a milky yellow e-cigarette and put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath of the chemical catalyzed by electric current. He stared at the gates, waiting for them to open.

"Boss, the door is open."

Soon a sand truck came out of the door and headed straight to the southeast.

The scumbag man put away his e-cigarette, took out his binoculars, and locked the sand cart tightly.

Three seconds later, green text popped up on the telescope's eyepiece: Target verification.

The scumbag man's voice was low but not deep: "Up." ”

Everything that needs to be said has been said.

Stop the target vehicle, but not kill or injure anyone inside.

These are all brothers who have followed the scumbag for many years, loyal and reliable, and have excellent skills. They had a hundred ways to stop this grandpa-sized sand bike. But the rule that you can't hurt people is a bit excessive, this is a desert, and even the old, weak, sick and disabled can show their fangs.

A series of red taillights lit up on the hill, and the bright headlights came on immediately.

The light hit the sand, and the ground looked like white snow.

The motorcycle roared, and the speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour caught up with the sand car with a speed of only 80 kilometers per hour. They saw a golden light appear on the exterior of the sand bike. It may be some kind of energy shield that doesn't affect the rider, but it's just that this high-tech stuff looks a little jarring on an antique sand bike.

"First option." As he spoke, the scumbag pressed the small red button on the grip of his left hand.

Whoosh, whoosh!

A guide cable ejects from the outer armor on the left side of the motorcycle, and the top is a high-magnetic splice that attaches firmly to the side of the sand.

At the same time, there were two motorcycles on the right side of the sand bike that fired the same guide.

"I. "

"II."

"Three! Power! ”

Hearing the command from the helmet, the motorcyclist turned on the switch almost simultaneously.

The headlights dimmed.

A high-intensity electric current rushes along the guide cable towards the sand car.

If nothing else, the current will destroy the electronic systems of the sand cart, and all systems that use electricity will be paralyzed.

This is the standard routine of the sand pirates, and they all start with a conductor when facing a sand truck or a taller and faster truck.

In order to cope with strong and frequent sandstorms, sand trucks did not install direct external observation windows, and relied on terrain radar to analyze road conditions. If the terrain radar fails, you can only obediently park.

The shield of light that shrouded the shell of the sandmobile lit up without the slightest sign of abating.

The sand bike still twisted out of the S-shape left and right with its maximum horsepower, preventing the motorcycle from approaching easily, and did not lose its terrain radar.

"Five-minute warning!" There is always one person in the sand bandit gang who is in charge of the timekeeping.

Five minutes is the time for Hangcheng to receive a call for help and make a rescue order.

Seeing that the standard routine did not work, the experienced old sand thief did not panic, and ordered:

"Option two."

Woohoo!

There was a fierce roar in the convoy, and a motorcycle noticeably picked up speed and caught up from behind, clinging to the sand bike.

The sand cart crashed hard.

Bang!

The quality of the motorcycle could not be compared to that of an armored sand vehicle, and it was knocked out in an instant.

However, the rider jumped up nimbly at the moment of impact and snapped to the outside of the car. He is covered in electromagnets and is able to absorb his own weight.

The sand cart swayed violently, swaying from side to side at a faster rate, trying to shake off the sand thieves that had been caught up.

The sand thief was a small man, and he climbed onto the roof of the car with agility and skill, finding his bearings, twisting the bomb magnet and sucking it onto the top cover.

He dodged and pressed the detonator.

Boom!

The bomb exploded, blowing off the round black cover.

Seeing that victory was in sight, the thieves screamed and shouted, but their voices were muffled in their helmets.

"Ten minutes warning." The Timing Sand Pirate reminded on the public channel.

The Hangcheng security team should be dispatched.

Twenty minutes to get to the neighborhood.

The scumbag ordered: "Speed up." ”

The sand thief, who was still attached to the sand cart, climbed onto the roof of the car, removed two grenades from his belt, and threw them in.

……

……

Zheng Yi did not skimp on the [Holy Shield Technique].

If it weren't for the Aegis absorbing the electricity, the sandbike would have been taken out in the first wave of attacks. It's a pity that the Holy Shield technique is not omnipotent, it is very much in line with the status of Sequence 6, strong, but has weaknesses.

The weakness lies in its neglect of low-damage behavior, as well as the fact that it is a curved shroud that does not follow the curve of the protected target.

When the sand thief jumped on the sand bike, it judged that it did not do any damage, so it did nothing. Later, the Sand Pirates put the bomb on the fan changer, because it was inside the shield, and the shield did not make a defense.

Shielding is also a craft. If it is opened small, the exposed part will be attacked;

If you drive big, you will give others a chance to take advantage of it.

"Today is over! We're all going to be slaves. Old Banzhang said in despair.

Du Bin and Du Ruo were close together, clasping their hands, their bodies tense.

Little Panga clung to the back of her grandfather's seat, her teeth chattering.

Zheng Yi saw two black cylinders fall from the blasted hole, putting the "tulips" into his belt.

The tide is over.

"It's going to be fine!" He was relieved.

Sequence 2 may be trapped for a while, and it is impossible not to turn the tables!

White mist-like anesthetic gas erupted from both ends of the cylinder, quickly filling the carriage.

Lao Banzhang felt confused and instinctively stopped the car. A captive may be guilty, but if the car rolls over, it will be lifeless.

Little Panga was the first to fall to the ground, and this dose was already too big for him.

Du Bin Du Ruo fell crooked without saying a word.

Zheng Yi found that he didn't have the slightest solution to the current predicament, if the anesthesia reached a lethal dose, it could be solved by expelling the disease, but if it was just simple anesthesia, the doctor would not have any skills to expel it. Even the [Dispel] of Sequence 5 can dispel magic, skills, curses, and toxins...... However, anesthetic gas is not included.

Zheng Yi blew up a [Divine Nova].

Sure enough, it didn't work, except that Xiao Panjia reacted a little - the dose he inhaled was already harmful to his body.

Zheng Yi touched the newly bought locomotive in the anesthetic mist, put it in Rainey, slowly slipped against the inner wall, and closed his eyes.

The sand thief in the skull mask jumped in, turned on the flashlight and glanced around, expertly opening the door of the sand cart to let the anesthetic gas dissipate.

The scumbag was the first to step into the car, just covering his mouth and nose with his hands. He took out the communicator and swept it on everyone's faces one by one, pointed at Zheng Yi and said:

"Take it away."

The two sand thieves stepped forward and quickly shackled Zheng Yi - this time it was more advanced and electromagnetic. One of them raised his head, and the other lifted his feet, and threw him into the side bucket of the locomotive.

"Let's go."

The scumbag started the locomotive, made a turn and left quickly.

In the distance, there was the rumbling of tires running over the ground.