For this group of "helpers" who came out of nowhere, Ikaruga was a little overwhelmed.

Leaving the Pigpen Wall, he had been far behind Jacob's convoy, and in fact he never had a complete plan in his head about how he could save the bugs by himself, until he saw the roaring Broncos.

The turtledoves know where the Mustang Gang came from, but they don't understand why they're here.

It's unclear why the Broncos are here, but as long as they're eyeing Jacob's convoy, it's good news for the turtledoves.

Only in muddy waters can fish fish, this truth is not only understood by Li Jinshan, but also by Turtledove, so when he witnessed the Mustang Gang and the team exchange fire, Turtledove did not hesitate, he tightened the accelerator of the off-road motorcycle under him to the maximum, and rushed into the chaos ahead.

Machine guns were firing, flames were flying, and Ikaruga drove away from the wreckage of cars and charred corpses on the ground, and he was still some distance from the moving battlefield ahead.

The Broncos and Jacob's convoy noticed the Turtledove's sideways kill, the Broncos thought that the Turtledove was a member of the convoy, and the convoy thought that the Turtledove was a member of the Wild Horse Gang, so almost at the same time as the Turtledove appeared, the muzzles of the two vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns were aimed at him.

In addition, there were more than a dozen Molotov cocktails that swirled in mid-air.

The turtledove suddenly released the accelerator, and the motorcycle stopped with a sideways turn, and the machine-gun bullets splashed a series of "splashes" on the yellow sand in front of the turtledove, and the Molotov cocktail spread a sea of fire, and if he hadn't stopped in time, those two things would have greeted him.

It's not that Turtledove has given up trying to rescue the bugs, it's that he feels like he should wait a little longer.

……

Sure enough, after a little greeting to the "uninvited guest" of the turtledove, the Mustang Gang and the convoy immediately fought again, and after a few minutes, the battle between the two sides had become white-hot.

The Mustang divided into three teams finally revealed the purpose of his move, which was to grab twenty or thirty motorcycles in front of the convoy and sprinkle thistles, lit gasoline cans, earthen mines and other items along the way, which seriously affected the speed of the convoy.

More than 20 motorcycles in the middle section continued to throw Molotov cocktails or smoke grenades into the convoy, causing a large number of casualties while slowing down the convoy again.

The largest number of motorcycles that bit the butts of the convoy were the killer of the Broncos, sixty or seventy motorcycles running through the convoy, already tangled with the members of the Wolf's Den Combat Team defending the convoy.

When they got close, they used knives, iron rods, and chains to attack the people in the convoy, and when they were far away, they attacked with pistols and submachine guns, and even worse, they seized the opportunity to throw grenades into the cabs of other people, and for a time blood splattered everywhere and flesh and bones flew everywhere.

The Broncos attacked fiercely, and the convoy, under the command of Jacob, also began to gradually turn from defense to attack.

Cars with external weapons are far more defensive than motorcycles, and although they lack mobility, they can be compensated for by powerful firepower, and the riders under the command of the wolf's den have jumped out of the beds of more than a dozen trucks on motorcycles and joined the battle, and the situation on the field has changed.

Explosions, cries, roars, and other movements rang out in one place, and the blood, minced meat, and bone stubble everywhere made this place look like a slaughterhouse, whether it was a wild horse gang or a wolf's den, everyone stared, opened their mouths, cursed, either pulled the trigger, or brandished their weapons.

They have only one purpose, and that is to kill each other.

……

"Boom!"

A small mushroom cloud rose up, but no one was shocked by it, because it was not the first time that fireworks had been so set off tonight, and everyone's nerves were a little numb.

"Boom!"

Another small mushroom cloud.

After three or four times in a row, someone finally noticed that something was wrong, and the men and horses on both sides were killed, and it was said that no one would do such a thing that was almost doomed, whether it was the Mustang Gang or the Wolf's Den, after all, at such a close distance, no one could guarantee that they would not injure their own people.

So who fired the rockets just now?

The member of the Bronco Gang who first thought of this question in his mind glanced behind him, and according to the tail flame of the rocket, he could easily judge the direction of the rocket, but unfortunately he only glanced at it, and the next moment, his body and the motorcycle under him exploded into another mushroom cloud.

……

Turtledove lost the bazooka on his shoulder, and he had a total of five rockets on him, and now that they were all fired, it was useless to keep this bazooka.

If you want to say that Li Jinshan is really "generous" enough, Turtledove asked him for guns and ammunition, and people not only gave guns and ammunition, but also gave Turtledove bazookas and rockets, these two things are usually not bought with money, Li Jinshan gave them to Turtledove generously at this time.

The turtledove did not have the slightest intention of thanking Li Jinshan, he knew that the old fox never made a loss-making business, and since he was willing to give it to himself, it showed that he would definitely make double or even triple the profit from this matter.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be Li Jinshan.

Five rockets killed several members of the Broncos who were blocking their path, the second forward charge of the turtledoves was much easier than the last one, and the jeeps with heavy machine guns dared to go forward to support, leaving behind dozens of motorcycle riders in the Wolves' den to stop the Broncos.

The turtledove didn't even look at the motorcycles.

He doesn't care whether it is the motorcycle of the Mustang Gang or the motorcycle of the wolf's den that he passes by, he ignores what he can ignore, and if he can't ignore it, Turtledove has to deal with them first.

Two members of the Bronco Gang with no eyes caught the turtledove in the middle, the one on the right wielding a heavy iron chain, the one on the left holding a machete with a flickering cold light, and the one on the right was getting closer and closer to the turtledove, and the chain in his hand seemed to be ready to smash the turtledove into a burst of brains.

"Da Da Da ......"

Holding the handlebar in his left hand, the turtledove took out a miniature submachine gun from his bosom very covertly, and swept it towards the man on his right.

Hearing the gunshot, the two members of the Mustang Gang did not dare to approach the turtledove again, especially the guy who was wielding the chain, he was so frightened that his neck shrunk, and he didn't know where the chain in his hand had gone, even he thought he was dead, but who knew that the gun had gone off, but he found that he didn't seem to have been shot.

touched his body, and after confirming that he was really not shot, this guy couldn't help but widen his eyes, looked at the turtledove, and muttered silently:

"Damn, your marksmanship is terrible...... aren't you?"

The two people are less than three meters apart, and the turtledove can hear his muttering at this distance, but he still can't shoot him, listening to the other party's inadvertent taunts, the turtledove's face is flushed, he knows that his marksmanship is poor, but it's your business.

"Smack."

The turtledove was not good at marksmanship, and the accuracy of throwing things was still good, and the bullet couldn't hit the other party, so he simply threw the miniature submachine gun at the buddy.

Not to mention, he really hit the man's head all of a sudden, the weight of the slight rush was not light, and the turtledove used a lot of strength, and immediately smashed it off the car, seeing the other party rolling on the ground into a rolling gourd, the turtledove turned around and spat in the direction where he fell to the ground.

But don't forget, there are two people who form a trap on the turtledove, the one on the right is smashed out of the car by the turtledove with a gun, and the other one on the left, he quietly approaches the turtledove on a motorcycle, and the machete in his hand has been raised high, looking at his posture, he plans to take advantage of the turtledove's lack of notice, and cut off the turtledove's head with a knife.