Nova's tank driving skills are not very good, but the tankers of the opposing Presidential Guard cannot go there. The only thing that can threaten Zhou Qingfeng is that the opponent has many people and cars, and they are always trying to go around him and attack behind him.

After Zhou Qingfeng killed a tank and an armored vehicle on the opposite side with two guns, the chasing presidential guard gave up the idea of ​​facing him head-on. They instead launched an encirclement from the nearby neighborhood.

"Let's go, you can't stay here." Zhou Qingfeng poked his head out of the commander's command tower and could hear the sound of vehicles moving around him.

After changing the bullet box for the m85 heavy machine gun, Zhou Qingfeng's bullets drove away several soldiers who were approaching on foot. Those guys grabbed the bazooka and wanted to come here sneakily.

Nova started pounding the accelerator again and increased her horsepower at Zhou Qingfeng's instructions. Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng got a tank with thick armor and strong mobility, and his firepower was super fierce. He had been stopped by someone when he changed to other vehicles.

The only trouble is that the tanks cannot run fast, and it is fast enough to reach a speed of 60 kilometers per hour. But those vehicles that catch up can easily run more than 100 kilometers per hour, and they can't get rid of them no matter what. This is really a group of wolves and tigers!

"What a fuck!" Zhou Qingfeng used a heavy machine gun to drive away the enemies who stuck to him. Those guys were as annoying as flies that smelled smelly meat, constantly buzzing around him. And the opponent had an m60 left and was chasing him, and they were constantly looking for opportunities.

Zhou Qingfeng could only rush around the city and be wary of the enemy's sneak attacks at any time. His original plan to save people was not like this at all, and the current hot scene was completely beyond expectations.

"Hey, I said that the one wearing a helmet, our oil is almost insufficient. We won't be able to run for long before we will have no oil." Nova's reminder came from the internal telephone of the tank cap.

"fuk! I knew things weren't that simple." Zhou Qingfeng cursed. He didn't pay attention to the question of how much oil there was in the fuel tank when he grabbed the tank. "Tell me how far I can go?"

"At most twenty kilometers." Nova said loudly in the phone.

"It's only twenty kilometers,..." Zhou Qingfeng clicked on his arm-ring computer, compared with the map instructions of inertial navigation, and said: "The distance is a bit insufficient."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, keep opening. I'll find a way to solve the problem."

The escaped duo rushed all the way, but their situation was fed back to the underground surveillance center in the National Palace. After a brief investigation, a guard officer came to report with a happy face: "Your Excellency the President, there is good news."

President Diago, who was gloomy, turned his head and whispered angrily: "Two tanks and dozens of cars went out to pursue them. Until now, not only did they fail to stop the target, but they also killed a large number of people including a tank. I really doubt if I have a group of waste?"

The guard officer was a little ashamed, but he still said happily: "I just asked the people of the tank company that the tank that was taken away by the infiltrator was almost out of gas. He would stop after running for a long time. At that time, we can naturally catch Miss Nova back."

Hearing this, the Zombie President was finally a little satisfied. He knew that the group of people under him had already done their best. Because judging from the information feedback on the surveillance screen, this infiltrating guy was definitely unusual and could not be dealt with by ordinary people.

"You can be invisible, wear mechanical equipment that assists combat, have very rich combat experience and have a variety of killing methods." The zombie president even wanted to be glad that the intruder was Nova. If he came to assassinate it, he would be finished.

The pursuing presidential guards had already learned on the radio that the opponent's tank was almost out of fuel, and their morale was immediately high. No one wanted to be trapped beasts and counterattacked. They all tacitly only monitored the siege and were even unwilling to attack easily.

Zhou Qingfeng is also trying to find a way to contact the support staff he arranged to provide his current location and let someone find a way to rescue him.

But the reality is even worse than what Zhou Qingfeng thought. The tank he drove was probably because the engine was a bit aging and the fuel consumption was high. In fact, he almost burned the fuel tank after running less than ten kilometers.

"Stop, keep it a little oil in the end to maneuver." Zhou Qingfeng ordered Nova, and then he shouted on the radio: "I can't hold on anymore, come and save me!"

A cold voice replied on the radio: "You can find a way to hold on for a while. It will take some time for me to arrive, not that fast!"

It was really raining all night. Zhou Qingfeng finally asked Nova to drive the tank to a suburb of highway. The tank drove down the road and stayed in a pit. He controlled the artillery and Nova controlled the heavy machine gun. The two of them faced different directions, and they were really fighting.

The desolate suburban roads seemed quite deserted, and the originally lively pursuit became quiet. The presidential guards who came to encircle did not approach them rashly, and were looking for their own hidden objects at least two or three hundred meters away, preparing to spend time and find opportunities slowly.

In the hearts of the guards, they are in Mexico City, the core territory of the Diago regime, and the absolute control area. No foreign destructionist can escape easily here, even if they grab a tank!

The grass was covered with weeds on the suburbs of the city, and the breeze blew by, causing the grass leaves to float. Zhou Qingfeng was vigilantly looking for the tank that posed the most threat in the cannon sight. Now it is basically a duel between two m60s.

However, after a while, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly asked Nova: "Do you have any bright and conspicuous clothes?"

"What do you mean?" Nova was operating the machine gun in the car command tower at this moment. Her vision was better and she was responsible for being alert to the opponent's approaching from the back.

"For example, clothes with red fabrics." Zhou Qingfeng didn't explain much. He was wearing black combat uniforms himself, and the bright colors were a taboo for him and he would never wear them.

Nova was still red at this moment and stared at Zhou Qingfeng for a while. Her coat was gray and not bright at all. However, she reached into her clothes and took off her bra.

The big red, lace lace, rose embroidered patterns, full cup, the size is not small, very bright, and you will never be mistaken!

"Thank you!" Zhou Qingfeng took the bra with warmth, quickly drilled out of the turret and tied it to the barrel of his tank. After tied it, he shouted on the radio: "Remember, there is a big red bra tied to my gun barrel, don't admit it wrong!"

Someone on the radio quickly replied: "Victor, you are a hooligan!"

This sudden action shocked many guards who surrounded him. They raised their telescopes from behind their respective bunkers. At first, they thought their opponents were going to surrender, but when they saw clearly that they were wearing extremely conspicuous women's underwear on the gun barrel,...

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Has he got into his brain?"

"This must be Miss Nova's underwear. Tsk tsk tsk, you're so good in shape!"

So on this solemn battlefield, a big red female underwear was hung on Zhou Qingfeng's cannon tube and drifted in the wind. Zhou Qingfeng said shamelessly: "Guns and roses, what a poetic and picturesque scene. I think this is very artistic!"
Chapter completed!