Feng Jianhong gave stern orders to the communicator.
"At this point, the only way to survive is to fight to the death. Order all vehicles to stand ready and move forward at full speed. Try your best to keep a distance from my cousin's car. Rush forward and focus on breakthrough. Don't waste too much firepower on them.
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The communicators all came: "Yes!"
In an instant, the spirits of hundreds of people in the twenty cars became tense. The atmosphere in the car was extremely tense, and everyone's attention was raised to the extreme.
This is a bloody road, either you die or I die, and there is no room for negligence.
More than twenty vehicles rushed across the two intersecting national highways. As expected, rows of black bulletproof vehicles were parked on both sides of the intersecting roads. They were fierce and fierce, exuding a strong murderous aura in the dark night.
After their vehicle rushed past.
The vehicles on both sides were soaring like arrows, chasing after them. It was obvious that they were waiting for Feng Jianhong to choose the road and planned to follow Huangque behind.
Mu Baoer looked back through the car window behind her and saw two rows of chasing cars behind her, and her heart skipped a beat.
It seems that the situation is more unfavorable than imagined. The two cousins must have reached a certain agreement and decided to join forces to deal with Kazama Hong first, so they did not fight each other at all. Now they are pursuing their own side with all their strength.
Prepare for two combined attacks.
No wonder Feng Jianhong decided to move forward at full speed and focus on escaping. If they fight like this, the firepower of these two cousins is enough to cause them to suffer a big loss. If all the ammunition prepared by his side is exhausted, then the firepower of the two cousins will definitely be destroyed.
It's a dead end.
Master Feng will not kill them all. These two people who regard Feng Jianhong as a thorn in his side will definitely kill them quickly.
Bang bang bang... The fierce sound of gunfire pierced the night sky. Countless bullets were fired from the muzzle and hit the bulletproof glass of the vehicle behind. The bullet casings were scattered in all directions, which was shocking.
Mu Baoer was shocked. The vehicles behind him had already begun to exchange fire. It seemed that Fengjian Hong's cousin really wanted to wear down half of their combat effectiveness.
Fengjian Hong looked at the real-time traffic conditions on the tablet, frowned, and ordered the driver: "Atong, increase the power. Our convoy must keep at least a hundred meters away from them, so that even if they launch an attack, they will not
It’s difficult to hit, so let the vehicles behind fire as little as possible, focus on accelerating, and don’t confront them head-on.”
In this dangerous situation, they must conserve their strength, otherwise they will be defeated before they encounter Grandpa's ambush.
The driver Atong's face was solemn and his voice was tense: "Young Master, it's too difficult to open a distance of a hundred meters. The performance of their vehicles is basically the same as that of our fleet. Now the distance is only about ten meters. It's too difficult to open a distance of 100 meters."
100 meters, how is it possible? If our team speeds up, they will definitely speed up and follow closely behind."
Feng Jianhong clenched his fists: "We must find a way to hinder them and force them to reduce their speed. At this time, we must not open fire and compete!"
The atmosphere in the car was extremely tense. Only Ling Kong remained calm. He sat on the ground and calmly took out a strange-looking large firearm with a black light and a muzzle as thick as an arm from the weapon box he brought.
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Then put several metal bullets as sharp as awls into the magazine one by one.
Mu Baoer stared at the strange-shaped bullet, and her heart skipped a beat: "Lingkong, what is this?"