A convoy of fifty Dongfeng Warrior armored vehicles, under the green torrent paint, was 400 huge tires, and the convoy was closely followed by a large truck and a Humvee.

The Humvee is Ye Yu's car, and the big truck is the transport vehicle that carries the food and fresh water needed by the combat personnel.

From the head of the platoon, every 2 armored vehicles were equipped with a Browning M2 heavy machine gun, known as the 'butcher'.

The convoy galloped on the highway, the leading vehicles, from time to time a series of explosions, two soldiers with bulletproof goggles, standing on the roof of the car, one dragging heavy machine guns in both hands, one holding a grenade launcher, from time to time clearing the roadblocks in the middle of the road.

The armored vehicles are all modified, and a shovel like a bulldozer is installed in front of the car, so as long as it is not a large vehicle on the road, the armored vehicle can directly push the roadblock and continue to gallop.

Ye Yu sat in the spacious Humvee, Scarface volunteered, and he wanted to be a driver, Ye Yu couldn't resist him, and warned him not to drive the car into the ditch.

There is a lot of space in the Humvee, in addition to Scarface and Ye Yu, there is also Liao Zhimeng, the soldiers in the armored car are crowded like a chicken nest, but Ye Yu can stretch his arms and legs, this is a privilege, a privilege exclusive to Ye Yu.

Ye Yu was daydreaming at this time, and two rogue-like legs were lying across Liao Zhimeng's stomach.

Liao Zhimeng was holding a 'Banana 27' in her hand, her fingers were busy scrolling the screen of her mobile phone, and she was playing with fruit cutting with great interest.

Outside the window are patches of bare hillsides, and the scenery is bleak.

The convoy galloped into the provincial highway, and the spearhead of the torrent of steel led straight to the city.

At night, the wind rose, and the wind swept up the red veil on the bald mountain, and the sand and dust covered the night.

The wind was very strong, and the wind pushed the sand, slapping the iron sheet of the car, and crackling non-stop.

Ye Yu stretched, took out a cigarette from his pocket with his eyes closed, lit one, took a few puffs, and recovered a lot of consciousness after falling asleep.

"Sandstorm?" Ye Yu turned his head to look out the window.

Scarface stared at a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, blinked and replied, "It's been windy for a long time, and it's getting bigger and bigger." ”

Ye Yu stretched his neck and looked at the windshield: "Fuck your uncle..."

The cigarette roll in Ye Yu's mouth fell to the ground, and he reached out and punched Scarface's head.

Scarface exclaimed, "What are you doing?" ”

Ye Yu trembled and pointed to the windshield: "Tell me, what kind of car are you driving?" Are you blind again? ”

The windshield is covered with dust, and the wipers are struggling to sweep the sand covering the glass, and the wipers are deformed.

Ye Yu looked out the window intently, and the visibility was zero.

"Why don't you stop the convoy? Do you all eat pig food? After a while, the convoy was scattered! Ye Yu roared.

Liao Zhimeng was still cutting fruit, and couldn't help laughing.

"Why don't you stop the convoy? Are you confused too? Ye Yu stared at Liao Zhimeng and said.

Liao Zhimeng spread her hands and hurriedly put her finger on the screen: "I'm suspicious, it's better to talk less." ”

"You..." Ye Yu picked up the cigarette butt that fell under his feet and took a few puffs.

Scarface turned his head and said with a bitter face: "Intercom, it's not good." ”

"you..."Ye Yu didn't finish scolding.

With a loud bang, the body shook violently, Ye Yu reacted quickly and put his arm on the back of the chair in front of him, and stopped Liao Zhimeng's body rushing forward with the other hand.

Liao Zhimeng's face was pale, her hands grabbed Ye Yu's arm tightly, and she said thank you in shock.

Scarface was miserable, the seat belt was torn out of shape by his weight, his head hit the steering wheel hard, and his head knocked out of a big bag.

Rear-ended... Ye Yu drew a question mark in his heart, his mind spun quickly, and he shouted loudly: ", protect your head!" ”

Ye Yu clearly remembered that behind his vehicle, there was also a big truck!

Sure enough, there was another loud bang, and the Hummer was violently moved out, and with another bang, it jumped like a ping-pong ball, and the body shook violently for a while, and I didn't know what it hit, and stopped.

Scarface kissed the steering wheel several times, his head was bleeding, and Liao Zhimeng was pressed tightly on the seat by Ye Yu's arm, but he was not injured.

Ye Yu hurriedly looked out the window and couldn't see anything!

The corners of Ye Yu's eyes twitched, it was impossible to get out of the car, with this level of sandstorm, opening the car door was looking for death.

Wait for the wind to stop, the armored car is heavy, it's better, Ye Yu's Humvee is not good, the Humvee is like a small boat on the sea, the tires are constantly lifted off the ground by the wind, swaying left and right...

Scarface pulled out his first aid kit from under his seat and bandaged his bleeding head.

Ye Yu's heart settled down a little, it was the best result to bump into each other, if he got separated in this sandstorm, where would he shake people? Then it is really necessary to call the heavens undesirable and the earth unspiritual.

There was no word all night, and the wind blew all night, and the sound of the sand hitting the iron sheet finally stopped.

The sandstorm stopped, Ye Yu hurriedly pushed open the car door, and the sand and dust caught in the crack of the door fell on Ye Yu's face, and Ye Yu coughed and jumped out of the car.

The sand and dust in the sky dispersed, and the sky was white, and Ye Yu looked at the front of the car.

“...”

Scarface also jumped out of the car, looking at the car that had collided with the Humvee with a confused expression.

“...”

Ye Yu and Scarface reacted quickly, this was the instinctive reaction of the soldiers of the secret force, and the two hurriedly opened the car door, grabbed the assault rifle in the car, and pushed open the safe.

The people of the convoy jumped out of the car one after another, and there was a chaotic noise, and everyone raised their guns.

From the sky, this is a very serious traffic accident, and the convoy from both directions is twisted together.

"Don't move! Who are you? One of Ye Yu's soldiers asked loudly with an assault rifle in his hand.

There are a lot of cars on the opposite side, and there are a lot of people, and although the weapons they hold in their hands are varied, they can kill people, especially at this distance from face to face, the superior performance of the weapon is not reflected at all.

The people in the opposite convoy are very arrogant, they all have a head, who can't die if they eat bullets in their heads?

"Don't think that if we wear military uniforms, we are afraid of you, pretend to be in a hurry, right?"

Ye Yu had a headache, and when he looked at it, there were at least more than a hundred cars on the opposite side, and as for the number of people, they were dense, both men and women, and they couldn't be counted.

Although they are a ragtag army, looking at their dusty appearance, they may be homeless people fleeing the famine, but what they are holding in their hands is a real guy, one is not good, both sides are defeated, and the plan to find supplies is about to come to naught.

Out of the crowd of the opposite convoy came a one-eyed dragon with an eye patch on his head and an earthen RPG on his shoulder...