"Help us?" said Sanssouci with a sneer, "What are we helping us? You don't think that someone is stealing, but this man can't stand it because he has a troubled conscience and runs over to stop them, right?"

"Isn't it?" Xiaoqing asked rhetorically. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course not. Carefree shook his head, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said, "I've seen this man, one of the thirteen people on that heavy truck last night, do you still think he's helping us?"

"Uh・・・・・・ are you sure?" Xiaoqing said in amazement.

"Of course. With that, Wu Wu opened the car door and got into the car, and waved his hand to Xiaoqing: "What happened, it's not a question we should discuss now, we only have one goal now, which is to meet my subordinates as soon as possible, so as to ensure your safety." The place is a bit quirky, and we better not stay here. ”

"But after ・・・・・・ got off the highway, although it was still a highway, the road was not easy to recognize, and we had to ask a local to get there. Xiaoqing said embarrassedly.

"I had that idea too, but now that I've seen the body, I think we'd better follow the map, even if it's a detour, it won't be a big problem. Worry-free fastened his seatbelt and said.

Xiaoqing saw that the dispute was worry-free, so she had to obediently sit in the driver's seat and start the car.

After the pickup truck started slowly, Xiaoqing followed the provincial highway marked on the map towards the junction of Sichuan and Shaanxi, where the militia training camp was located, and waited until the pickup truck left Xinxiang safely, Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "It seems that there is no danger, the corpse just now may just be an accident." ”

"Where in the world are there so many accidents. Carefree replied while holding a submachine gun and practicing aiming.

"Isn't that an accident? We have nothing to lose. ”

Holding the submachine gun, he carefully observed the surrounding environment from the crosshair on the submachine gun, and replied flatly: "Don't want our food, don't want our daily necessities, don't want our cars, don't want our weapons, what do you say they want?"

"What?"

"Our lives・・・・・・" Carefree muttered to himself, reaching for the window and aiming the gun at the front of the car.

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After a screeching sound of brakes, there was Xiaoqing's frightened hissing・・・・・・

The pickup truck took a ring mountain road, and when Xiaoqing just turned the steering wheel, the heavy truck that blocked the intersection yesterday evening appeared in front of him again, and the body of the heavy truck rolled slightly sideways, just blocking the already not spacious mountain road. And standing in front of the heavy truck were the remaining twelve survivors.

"Reverse the car, turn around, and go back!" Wu Wu shouted, secretly regretting in his heart that he should let Xiaoqing drive for a while to save the car with a prediction ability, but he didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter this time. Since the other party dares to intercept him when he knows that he has a hot weapon, he must have some means of victory!

Without any hesitation, Xiaoqing immediately hung up the reverse gear, and the small truck quickly retreated to the rear, and under Xiaoqing's chaotic driving skills, it quickly turned around on the bend in the mountains.

However, just when Xiaoqing had just turned the pickup truck halfway through, more than a dozen family cars of various types drove up along the mountain road, blocking the retreat of the two of them.

"We're surrounded!" Xiao Qing exclaimed, stopped the pickup truck, reached out and grabbed Wuwu's arm, and looked at Wuwu with his eyes, "I have a bad feeling, just now, I wanted to use the ability of precognition, but failed, as if some energy was hindering me from using my ability." ”

"・・・・・・I see," Carefree muttered to himself, as if he had figured out something, put away the submachine gun in his hand, pushed open the car door, pulled out and pointed at the two people who were getting closer.

"Let the person in charge of your backs come out!" said Wu Wu in a low voice, looking at the two people who were walking towards him with various cold weapons, and unceremoniously directly swung four sword qi and slashed at the twelve survivors of the heavy truck.

"Ah・・・・・・h

After a terrible scream, the twelve survivors who were still holding weapons and walking towards Carefree with a fierce momentum were left with only three left, and in Carefree's astonishment, the twelve survivors on the side of the heavy truck did not show any surprise or panic after seeing their companions being killed by Carefree like this, and still walked towards Carefree with a gloomy face.

"You stay in the car and don't move!" Sensing that Xiaoqing wanted to get out of the driver's seat because he was afraid, Wuwu hurriedly warned, threw the submachine gun hanging on his chest to Xiaoqing, and shouted: "Take the gun, as long as someone approaches you, you will shoot!"

Taking the submachine gun thrown by Worry-free, Xiaoqing picked up the submachine gun very hard, tried several times, but still couldn't pick up the gun and aim, so Worry-free had to throw the pistol in the holster to Xiaoqing, "The pistol will always be used, right?"

"Of course!" Xiaoqing replied proudly, when it comes to using guns, it is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with them, but for Xiaoqing, as the granddaughter of the commander of the Western Theater of Operations, learning to defend herself with a gun is just the most basic course.

After skillfully opening the safe, pushing out the magazine, and checking the remaining bullets, Xiaoqing immediately loaded, aimed at a young man who was walking steadily towards him with a machete, gritted his teeth, and after a short hesitation, with a "bang", the bullet accurately hit the young man's forehead, killing him with one shot.

"Good marksmanship. Worry-free and heartfelt admiration, said marksmanship, he and Xiaoqing really can't compare, if you use a gun just now, maybe the bullets that can be used in the magazine may not be able to cause any killing effect, but it is very different to Xiaoqing, who has been trained since childhood.

"Bang bang bang ・・・・・・" was followed by three gunshots, and the survivors who came from the family car answered three.

"There are only seven bullets left in the pistol, I have four practice shots, and the remaining three rounds are used for self-defense, and the rest of these people will be handed over to you. After shooting the three survivors again, Xiaoqing turned to Wuwu and said.

"Got it, you just need to protect yourself, and I'll leave these people to me. Carefree nodded slightly, clasped his hands and watched the remaining survivors walk towards him.

With Wuwu's strength, these survivors with cold weapons in front of him, not to mention more than a dozen or twenty people, even if there are more than two dozen people, Wuwu doesn't care about it. But what worries Sanssouci is the performance of these survivors in front of him, why are they like walking corpses, lifeless with weapons walking towards them?