I also rushed into the courtyard of the shop at the entrance of the village, and after a quick look around, I saw a motorcycle next to a sink, leaning on a motorcycle, however, it was not a very good motorcycle, some old-fashioned, but I still rushed over, found that there was no key on it, and hurriedly rushed to the store, took out the documents, and needed to requisition his motorcycle.

This is a desert area in the west, the people are fierce, and they don't care about my documents at all, the boss directly stretched out his hand, I sighed secretly, or took out my wallet, and threw him a few hundred yuan directly, and he immediately gave me the car keys with a smile.

I turned around and ran out, slapped off the sand and dust on it at will, and rode on it busily, and saw that the fuel tank was still full, so I inserted the keyhole, started the motorcycle, and just rushed to the door, Urg also rushed over, I hurriedly turned around and said to him: "Contact your captain, I'll go after Batur, that kid must have a problem?" ”

Speaking, I slipped into the smoke, and turned to the country road, hard gear, however, the speed of this motorcycle soared to a hundred yards, as if the whole motorcycle was about to fall apart, scared me so much that I didn't dare to throttle too big, fortunately, there are a lot of gravel on this country road, the force area of the motorcycle is small, and the speed of the obstacle is small, so the speed is still very objective, and although the speed of the small train in front is very fast, but under the action of countless gravel, shake and shake, ups and downs, uneven speed, and sometimes you have to be careful, the speed is fast, and I am worried about turning over.

So, I chased to the township street, and finally saw the license plate of the small train, however, the speed of the small train slowly increased, the road conditions in the countryside are much better, there is a lot less gravel, the speed of the motorcycle is not reduced, but the small truck is much faster, and the distance is slowly widened, fortunately, the township road is not as smooth as the national highway, so even if the distance is opened, it is still not beyond my sight.

In the end, Batur actually drove to National Highway 315 and headed in the direction of Longkou 36 regimental field, and I chased after my ass, wondering where he wanted to run?

However, on the national highway, the speed of the small train is really not simple, it pulled me a long distance, fortunately, with the entry into the national highway, desert and other desert plants gradually appeared on both sides, the population gradually decreased, and there were no forks in the road, but it was not easy to chase and lose.

While driving the motorcycle, I took out my phone and made a phone call, asking Urge to locate my mobile phone immediately, and at the same time telling him my general direction, and asking Captain Gutu to join the police in the next village to intercept Batur through both sides of the national highway.

After hanging up the phone, I continued to increase the throttle, and tried to take a better road condition in the range of the motorcycle, gradually narrowing the distance, but what I didn't expect was that this chase went down for more than three hours, and Batur seemed to know that there were police on both sides to intercept him, and finally, he was forced to rush into the Lop Nur desert.

Among the 315 National Highway, there is a road to the town of Lop Nur, but this road is a road made of salt crust poured with water, and it is full of gravel and gravel, and the road condition is very bad, but it has become Batur's only option.

I don't understand whether he really made this choice to survive? Rushing into the desert in a hurry, and Lop Nur is also known as the Sea of Death, the forbidden area of life, rushing into it without preparation, isn't it looking for death? Although I thought so, I rushed in to chase the murderer.

The speed of the pickup dropped again, and we got closer and closer, but I still had to protect the tires of the motorcycle and try not to run over some of the salt shells so as not to puncture the tires.

However, as the speed of the pickup truck slowed down, I finally caught up with the pickup truck twenty miles in this desert road, and when I saw that it was less than fifty meters away from the pickup truck, I looked at the road conditions, it was very difficult for the pickup truck, but it was much easier for me, I suddenly increased the throttle, and rushed out directly, frightening Batur in front of him to be busy with the steering wheel, and seemed to be constantly looking for good road conditions and speeding up, however, in the end, I still did not escape the situation of being pulled closer by me.

In the end, I rushed directly to the back of the butt of the pickup truck, there was nothing behind the pickup truck, there was no carport, there were some scrap iron hemp rope and buckets in it, not a lot, the motorcycle slammed into the butt of the pickup truck, I took the opportunity to stand on the seat of the motorcycle with both feet, and grabbed the back baffle of the truck with both hands.

However, Batur seemed to know my intentions, and wanted to get into the pickup truck to stop him, and as soon as he was busy with the steering wheel, the whole pickup truck turned to the side, and I threw my whole body to the side, and I almost couldn't grasp it with both hands, and threw it out.

Batur saw through the mirror that I was not thrown out of the back, and I didn't get to the big steering wheel, and the S route threw me around.

I threw around behind the butt of this irregular small truck, I couldn't hold the center of gravity of my body at all, my hands were used with force, and I was interrupted by the throwing force, I knew that I fell behind, and played with a swing, but I was scared in my heart, if I was really fallen, it was a small problem to be injured, but once I was thrown in this desert, this is already a desert area with no people, or saline-alkali land, no grass, no water, I am definitely a dead end.

Fortunately, my luck was not bad, just when I could barely control it, Batur probably only noticed how to throw me out, but did not pay much attention to some conditions on the road floor, and suddenly drove over a small pothole, and the small truck seemed to lose control in an instant, which frightened Batur to stabilize the car. I almost got thrown down, however, just as Batur was stabilizing the car, I felt an opportunity, let out a loud shout, exerted all my strength, jerked my abdomen, injected strength into my waist, and rolled my feet violently, and finally stepped on the back baffle, breathing a sigh of relief.

However, Batur seemed to see my intentions, and when I first stepped on it, he slammed the steering wheel again, and I quickly pressed my feet against it, almost slipping, and with a slight moment of calmness, I flipped into the pickup truck with all my strength.

I flipped into the pickup truck, Batur slammed the steering wheel, I rolled to the side, there were some hemp rope and some scrap iron and other things in the pickup truck, I was a little dizzy from the flip, bang, I don't know what I hit, my head suddenly hurt, I was so shocked that I instinctively reached out and grabbed the edge of the car, and then, I grabbed it with both hands, and finally stabilized my body.