Potential, as the name suggests, potential is the potential energy, according to the law of conservation of energy, energy is neither destroyed nor created, it only transforms from one form to another, or from one object to another, and the total amount of energy remains the same during the transformation and transfer.

The energy consumed by human beings every day is not proportional to the energy consumed, basically the energy intake is greater than the energy consumed, and the excess unconsumed energy will not disappear, but will be converted into other forms of storage, such as fat, adrenaline, or a special cytonutrient, which has been stored like that.

Until a certain day, in some specific circumstances, such as the moment of life-threatening. The gray matter layer and white matter layer of the brain are doubled in an instant, these energies are consumed rapidly, and the potential of human beings is also activated!

The nervous system, the muscles of the whole body, react to every cell, and explode! Superman's nervous reflexes, speed, bouncing power, and strength all burst out, and he can do things that he can't usually do!

However, it turns out in real time that potential is not so easy to explode, and if it were really that easy to explode, this world would have become a world of supernatural abilities.

Bill and they are like this now, obviously they have reached the moment of danger in life, and they feel that all their energy is used to aim and shoot, but they can't hit or can't fight, and they are also desperate.

"Fake, I can't fight at all! If they continue to fight like this, they won't be able to hit when the bullets are gone, and their car is always shaking! Bill said angrily.

"Nonsense, if you hit someone's car, can they not hide? They seem to have noticed your intentions, so you'd better save some bullets and aim before you shoot! Dong Chen said to Bill while driving.

Just now, the thick clouds officially blocked the view of the reconnaissance satellites, and also blocked the hot sun for the hot group of people, allowing them to fight more ...... in a cooler environment It's a little hotter, and at the same time, No. 1 can no longer provide real-time image support for Dong Chen.

"Definitely noticed our intentions, they started to take irregular routes, they ...... Oh no, their firepower is starting to rage again, go back! Ivan said a little while shooting, and after saying that, he found that the situation was not good, and hurriedly reminded everyone.

"Ahh Fack, I've been hit! My arm! After Ivan finished shouting, someone screamed and collapsed in the carriage.

When everyone heard this shout, they hurriedly looked over, and immediately found Zon holding his right hand and leaning on his seat wailing, and his right sleeve was already red with blood.

"Zorn, Zorn, are you alright?" Ian hurriedly threw down the gun and looked at Zorn's arm, tore open the sleeve and saw that it was a penetrating wound, not very serious, the bullet should have just grazed the side of the arm and flew over, taking away a piece of flesh, which was bleeding non-stop.

The others didn't care about shooting, and they all came to see Zorn's injuries, and Bill took out a medical kit directly from under his seat and threw it to Ian, "Bandage him quickly, there are bandages and hemostats in it." Stop the others and shoot. ”

Ian hurriedly took the medicine box, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandages and was about to bandage Zorn, but seeing that he was still wailing with his arms and pushing him, he was distressed and funny, "Okay, don't howl, your arm is not broken, where is the momentum of the original group fight with the little hooligans!" Wait for the arm to be scrapped! We're on the run, so let me bandage you. ”

"Fake, you can't hit at all!" Bill was heard beating and scolding.

Zorn didn't howl after listening to Ian's words and other scoldings, but kept inhaling, letting go of the arm he was holding and letting him bandage, "Who said ~ hiss ~ You light, who said I have no momentum, my current momentum ~ hiss ~ I don't know how much higher than I was at the beginning, I'm just facing the terrorists, I~Ou~shit~ Can you lighten it!" ”

"It's too hard to fight, my bullets are finished, are there still bullets? It simply won't work! Louie said after firing the last bullet.

"Alright, bandaged! It's not a big deal, hey, where's your gun? After Ian bandaged him, he patted him on the leg and suddenly noticed that his gun was missing, so he asked strangely.

"My bullets are gone, Ivan, are there any bullets left?" Al asked Ivan. During the bandaging, the carriage was also in a mess all the time, basically the bullets were almost gone, and the bullets that were fired did not make a big difference.

"It's gone, just now ~ hiss ~ when I was shot, my hand fell off as soon as it was soft." Zon looked at the bandaged messy arm and said speechlessly.

Because the reconnaissance satellite was blocked by clouds, No. 1 could not provide real-time image support, so Dong Chen could only look at the rearview mirror while driving intently, and he took the time to ask Zorn, "How is it, Zorn, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm great!" Zorn replied to Dong Chen, and made a toning movement with his uninjured arm, indicating that he was fine.

Dong Chen listened to his words, and just wanted to say a few more words, when suddenly the voice of No. 1 came from the earphone, "Sir, the clouds have been dispersed by the wind, and in the rear battle area, the terrorist forces have won, and two armed vehicles are heading here, and they are expected to arrive in seventeen minutes." ”

"What? No, Bill, you come and drive, give me the gun. ”

This was really a surprise to him, I originally wanted to run first, and when the terrorists over there couldn't hold on, they would naturally call the car back to support. But in the end, I didn't expect that it was the terrorists who won, and the regular army was too useless.

Is the regular army too vegetable, or are the terrorists too powerful?

But no matter what, he and the others have to get rid of the tail behind them quickly, and they can't be expected to retreat anymore, and the harassment tactics will not work.

Bill, who was cautiously shooting backwards, heard Dong Chen shouting to himself, and quickly turned around and asked, "What's the matter, Dong, what did you say?" ”

"I said, give me the gun, I'll shoot, you drive, hurry." Saying this, you have to get up and give the steering wheel to Bill.

It's just that Bill hesitated a little and hesitated: "How is your marksmanship, isn't your Huaguo's management very strict in this regard?" ”

"You don't have to worry about this, no matter how strict the management is, we still have a shooting club, and no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be? Hurry up! Dong Chen said solemnly.

"Okay, give it, you give me a little bit and let me pass." Bill was no longer entangled, and handed the gun to Dong Chen to exchange seats with him.

"No, you just hold the steering wheel and let him keep moving forward, thirty seconds." Dong Chen took the gun, stopped talking nonsense with Bill, handed him the steering wheel, and poked his head out of the window.

Seeing Dong Chen throw the car to himself so irresponsibly, Bill could only straddle the center console, he moved over with one leg, and then asked Dong Chen to take the foot on the accelerator away and replace it with his own, and then tilted his body to grasp the steering wheel.

After Dong Chen poked his head out of the window, he let the sound of the swishing wind and the sound of swishing bullets pass by his head, and adjusted his movements several times, the perspective was not very good, the body of this leisure travel RV was too long compared to the average car, and the car behind it was still swaying from side to side, and the time that appeared in his field of vision was only a few seconds.

Enough, though.

He fired two shots in the back at random, feeling the recoil, performance, and trajectory of the shot. Then he calmed down, feeling the speed of the wind, the humidity of the air, and the timing of the target.

When the target reappeared in his field of vision, it turned its gun on the driver's side, and for a moment he felt that time had slowed down.

"Bang-"