"Parking! Hank, park! ”

As 59, covered in grooves and scratches, whistled past the Leopard and Lwmmg women, the roar of Wen Qing, who was leaning out half of his body from the turret, echoed in the air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"That voice just now...... It seems to be the commander...... Right? ”

The two women looked at the direction where the 59 tank disappeared in a daze, what the hell is this, how can a tank still run out of the mountains!?

"It should be, isn't it......" A cold sweat fell from the leopard's forehead, but it seemed that there was indeed a man named Hank next to the chief.

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of the engine, which had been fading away, rumbled in again, and under the horrified gaze of the Leopard and Lwmmg, the 59 that was whizzing by slowly reversed.

And the target they came out to search for this time, Wen Qing was lying on the turret of 59 and beckoning frantically to the two women.

"Sir, how are you ......?"

"There's no time to explain, get in the car, phew, get in the tank!" Before the leopard could finish the question, Wen Qing interrupted her anxiously, and kept looking back at the back.

"But."

"Come up and talk about it! Fast! ”

"Whoosh......"

Just as the two women were about to climb up to 59, which was parked in place, a rocket suddenly flew out of the woods behind it with white tail smoke, and then grazed the left track of 59 and flew straight into the distance.

"My m!" Looking at the huge cloud of dust that burst out in the distance, Wen Qing couldn't help but gasp, this rocket almost hit the tracks of the tank.

“Fuck！ It's time to stop! Hearing an explosion in the distance, Hank scolded and kicked the clutch to the bottom again, and the massive 59 suddenly rushed out again like a wild beast.

Fortunately, the Leopard and Lwmmg were strong enough and fast enough, jumping on the turret and squeezing into the tank with Wen Qing at the moment when the tank started again, otherwise they might really be thrown out directly.

The interior of the tank, which was not very spacious, is now crammed into two people, which can no longer be described as a 'squeeze'.

"I said, can we save a little space, it's a little cramped......"

At this time, Wen Qing's face was tightly pressed against the armor plate inside the tank, and the constantly vibrating steel plate was also vibrating with the muscles of his face, as if someone had pressed his face on a massager, and, what was pressing his head?

"Sir...... I'm afraid it won't work......" Leopard felt that his whole body was burning violently, and the strength of his body seemed to be drained, and it was nothing else that was pressing Wen Qing's head, it was her inner thighs.

Because the time was too tight just now, she and Lwmmg directly squeezed Wen Qing, who didn't have time to adjust her posture, and both rushed in through the hatch at the top of the turret, which resulted in the extremely indecent posture of the three of them now.

Lwmmg was lying on the body of the M4A1, and the Panther rode on the head of Wen Qing, who was clinging to the armor plate inside the tank.

"I'm really convinced of you......" Looking at the three people huddled together, the corners of M4's mouth kept twitching, and a 'well' symbol appeared on his forehead, squeeze a little, she endured it, but, the little smashed you and got up from the chief for me!

As he spoke, another RPG bombarded the tank, causing a shake inside.

“Fuck！ Where the hell did that bitch attack us!? Hank yelled as hard as he could control the joystick, the feeling of being chased and beaten without seeing the enemy really drove him crazy.

Since a few minutes ago, Wen Qing and his party have been inexplicably attacked by rockets, but no matter how Wen Qing and M4 search, or even risk leaning their bodies out of the turret, they can't find the source of the attack.

Unable to organize an effective counterattack without finding the source, Hank had no choice but to choose the only way out at present: escape!

"You ask me, who do I ask!" Wen Qing pressed his hands on the armor plate to prop up his body so that his face could leave the armor, but when he moved like this, he was closer to the deepest part of the leopard form, but unfortunately Wen Qing didn't care about this kind of thing at all now.

Nonsense, someone is chasing after your chrysanthemum right now and wants to give you a shot, are you still in the mood to think of anything else?

"Definitely not a mutant!" Hank kicked the clutch again, "I've never seen a J'avo or a mutant that can be so accurate with an RPG!" ”

"Isn't that still the same William Berken!"

"Can you kid die if you don't interrupt! I suspect someone is chasing after us! ”

"What!?"

"I said, someone is chasing after us and trying to get us out of here!"

Meanwhile, in the woods behind 59, a petite figure was standing on a branch of a large tree at the very edge of the woods.

"It's really troublesome to finally get rid of it." Looking at 59 in the distance, the figure sighed slightly.

"Bronya, how's the mission going?" The communicator in the tactical vest on the figure's chest suddenly rang, and a majestic boy rang out with serious interference.

"Just eliminate the guards around the perimeter, and enter the lab immediately." The figure jumped lightly to the ground with a small 'click' sound.

"Also, I had a problem with the shock absorption system in my feet, and I needed a whole new set of accessories and repair tools."

"Shock absorption system?" There was a slight unbelievable emotion in the majestic voice, "Okay, upload the coordinates immediately, and I will send someone to airdrop it." ”

"Okay, I'll go into the lab when the accessories arrive."

"Better hurry, while the 'Divine Source' has given us some advantage on our home turf, Ambrera and Trinity are already too far ahead of us and we're going to race against the clock now."

"I see, Bronya is done." After saying that, the figure turned off the communicator in displeasure.

"Annoying old man."

After muttering something in a low voice, the figure turned its head again to look in the direction 59 had left, and a series of golden-yellow unidentified characters faintly crossed through its silver-white eyes, sliding back and forth faster and faster as time passed.

"The transfer of the memory body has been successful, and all existing relevant records in the storage area have been completely shattered." A thoughtless and machine-like utter suddenly popped out of the figure's mouth.

"What an interesting person." Then, the figure's voice suddenly changed back to its original tone.

"It seems that the escape plan needs to be changed, and the success rate may be much higher."