After realizing that he had become alone, the cultist who was still walking in a cold-proof suit roared, and then a series of bullets roared, causing the ice surface to shine with fire.
"Chong Chong Chong! For the Emperor! For the Lizard Steak!!"
Rozim yelled and rushed towards the guy who was rushing towards him, knocking down the other party with one shot, causing two pieces of corpses to twitch on the ice.
"Go away!"
Realizing that the explosion would soon attract other vehicles, the three began to run wildly in the strong wind.
Soon, they found the vehicle that was almost buried in the snow.
Hank Evans first mistakenly thought it was a crashed aircraft.
It is about the size of a third of a truck, covered with scorch marks, clear rivets and welding marks can be seen on the shell, almost broken wings on both sides, and two black holes behind the butt.
If you really want to talk about the aircraft, it doesn't look like it can fly.
But in the next scene, Hank Evans almost didn't stare out.
The Kron knocked the wings down, then took out four wheels from the open chassis, and installed them on both sides of the car body in a daze, then folded a red triangle from the wing tip to install it on the front of the car.
"No...Boss, are you sure this thing can be really opened?"
Hank Evans pointed to this suspected garbage thing and didn't really believe it could run.
"Believe in Kron's skills."
Then they were about to enter the cockpit and found that the interior was still very spacious for a mortal, but the closed cabin was filled with a smell of sweat.
However, Rozim then discovered that there was a stranger sitting in the back seat of the car!
It was a young man who looked 25 or 26 years old, thin and wearing a black work clothes - the one on the deck, with sloppy black hair, a pair of black sunglasses on his pale face, and his hands were crossing his chest, and a long strip of cloth wrapped in cloth was placed on the left side of his thigh, like a sword or knife.
"Who are you?"
Hearing the sound, the man seemed to wake up from his sleep. He turned his head, pulled off his glasses and glanced at Rozim with a cold look, and then Cron beside him.
"Here I'm back."
"Damn, what are you pulling?"
The other party's cold attitude made Rozim feel very angry. In the battle group, no mortal dared to talk to him like this.
When he was about to move his fist, Cron quickly grabbed him.
"Boss, boss, don't be excited, this is the case with the guy."
"Who is he?"
"He is a friend I met when I was cleaning the toilet, but I took care of me. I was the one who helped me beat those gangs several times and they were the ones who helped me get rid of them. They were very awesome!"
Rozim sneered when he heard this.
"Damn it, it turned out to be a toilet sweeper, and I still fucking thought he was a Space Marine."
"Boss, I can't get out without the help of my brother this time."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything if you believe."
After muttering, everyone got into the car.
Then the Kron tried the pull rod inside the test car and found the pedal.
He tried to put on the pedal, and the engine screamed instantly, then he stepped on the brakes and threw Hank Evans, who was scolding, into the seat.
"Is this thing really a car?"
Hank Evans stretched out his head and looked at the driver's seat, but found some unfamiliar words written on the simple instrument panel, which he couldn't understand, but gradually mastered the rule of the beating of the pointer.
But he found that the person sitting next to him was always in the same position and was as stable as Mount Tai!
Hell!
"Get firmly on it."
Kron warned, then stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to rush towards the far end of the valley.
For the next half hour, they were in a state of constant shaking, collision, and bumping, and more than once, the entire car rotated because Kron failed to ensure the accurate steering of the drive wheels.
Later, after the last spin, a large ice cube hit on the rear end of the car, and the engine refused to start.
There was a start switch under the steering rod, but that switch seemed to fall off at any time. Hank Evans was deeply desperate about the fact that he sat on a pile of mechanical garbage.
"Boss, please help me and pull the one below."
Hearing Cron's words, Rozim looked down and found another starting lever to the left of the brake.
So he bent down with difficulty and stepped on the lever with his feet wearing boots.
"Boss!! Something big happened!"
Rozim heard someone calling him, so he looked up and saw Hank Evans pointing behind him.
When he looked over, through the dirty window, he saw three dark shadows running in the rolling ice dust hundreds of meters away.
"Fuck! It's so fucking ghost!"
Rozim kicked the lever hard again.
Finally, a sound of resurrection came from the engine, and Cron hurriedly stepped on the accelerator that was constantly resisting his strength.
The car rotated again, then rushed forward suddenly, and began to drive on the wide ice field.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the fierce sunlight shone on the ice. Even with goggles, both humans felt that they were going to be blind in an instant.
There are spots of white, scarlet, purple, and green everywhere, and the ice surface is fan-shaped and curly like foam.
This northern ice field is thousands of kilometers wide and extends to the mountainous areas.
"It's strange. Why have these chaos things arranged so many people in this icy and snowy ghost place?"
While thinking, Rozim felt the cart that could fall apart at any time bounced up and down on the undulating ice field.
"I'm afraid the Black Legion has any plans here, and fierce fighting on the front line is in full swing, so they have no reason to waste their precious troops here."
Suddenly, the man who had been silent in the back seat spoke.
Rozim glanced at the other party and then withdrew his gaze.
"What's your name?"
“Sinrata.”
"Are you a toilet sweeper?"
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While the two talked, the vehicle continued to speed, but every time they touched the ground again, the flying wheels would smash ice. When the drive wheels kissed the ice again, it seemed that Cron could hardly control the direction.
Rozim also wanted to shoot at the enemy's vehicles in the distance in the car, but the overly bumpy body made him thrown in the greasy seat from time to time, and Hank Evans simply grabbed the metal deck and lay down.
But he accidentally smelled a stinking smell of oil.
Hank Evans felt something was wrong. He climbed to the rear of the car in a hurry, and saw a brown line along the rut, so he turned around and shouted:
"The car is leaking oil! The fuel tank is broken!"
"It's so fucking unlucky for me to lose it!"
Rozim cursed, and now he understood what the instruments where one of the pointers quickly slid.
The enemy pursuers were approaching, and large-caliber shells and other bullets exploded on the ice surface around them, splashing layers of ice mist.
He suddenly felt his hands, who were not wearing gloves, were frozen on the steering wheel, and there were also severe pain.
Two near-lost bombs exploded on the left side of the car, and the viscous and boiling liquid sprayed directly into the sky from the explosion point.
“There is water below.”
Hearing Sinrata's words, Rozim realized that they were probably on an ice lake.
He then opened the car window, and the biting cold wind immediately poured in, covering the glass with a layer of frost.
"Dynamite, Hank!"
"What?"
Rozim pointed to the ice surface that the pursuers stepped on.
"The ice here is as thin as a piece of paper!"
Hank Evans suddenly understood the other party's thoughts, but he realized how crazy the plan was, but seeing that the enemy was only more than a hundred meters away from them, he also felt this despair.
There were 12 rod-shaped grenades in his shoulder bag. He took out all of them and distributed them to Rozim half.
The fuse was lit, and then they threw the grenades as far as possible and dispersed.
Soon, twelve huge explosions came from behind them, and at the same time the explosion shattered the ice layer, and the air was filled with boiling foam and ice mist.
Rozim saw some cars flying up and fell under the ice when they landed.
Another vehicle was overturned by an explosion, and all members inside were blown into pieces, and the wreckage fell on a broken ice cube.
"Wuhu! It's great! Heretics all go eat shit! It's still frozen shit!"
After dealing with the pursuit, Hank Evans shouted happily and then pulled up the car window.
But Rozim in front of him frowned, as if he was thinking about something.
About ten minutes later, when he saw the mountains in the distance, he suddenly said:
"We can't stand the mountain first. I always feel that things are a bit weird. Maybe... there is a big opportunity waiting for us."