Now the distance between the front and back is only a hundred meters. At this speed, as long as there is a slight stagnation, the opponent will catch up.
At this time, Hans discovered that the two cars behind were no longer one behind the other. The car at the back accelerated and overtook, and lined up with the car in front.
Hans had a premonition that the other party was playing another trick, but he didn't want to disturb Mark's driving, so he didn't say anything.
After a while, a man emerged from the sunroof of the overtaking car, and pulled an assault rifle out of the car and placed it on the roof.
"Oh, hell..." Although Hans is not a military fan, he also knows that such weapons are very lethal at such a distance.
Hearing Hans's scolding, Mark couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror and suddenly took a breath of air. If a person is shot by this guy, he will lose the ability to move immediately. Even if the lucky person is okay, if the wheel
Or if the control systems of both cars are hit, the game will be over immediately.
"Hans, sit still." Mark ignored the winding and bumpy road conditions at the moment and directly stepped on the accelerator, forcing some distance between him and the car behind him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A round of bullets hit the rear wing of the car, sputtering out sparks.
"Bang! Boom!" There was another burst of fire, and the rear glass window exploded instantly after being hit. The strong negative pressure caused many fragments of tempered glass to fly directly towards the cab.
"Eat shit!" Hans quickly shrank down and used the seat to resist the impact. However, he instinctively hugged the laptop tightly in his hands.
At this time, the people in the other car also gave up the rocket launcher, took out their pistols and started shooting at Hans and the others. However, the power of the pistols was obviously much less, and Hans hardly noticed that the vehicle was hit.
The assault rifle fired another round of bullets, this time at a lower angle, clearly grazing the right rear side of the vehicle and leaving bullet marks on the ground.
"They want to kick our tires, Mark..."
Upon seeing this, Mark immediately turned the steering wheel slightly, causing the car to swing left and right on the road, driving an irregular S-shaped route. However, this also made the car speed relatively slower.
Seeing the cars behind him, Hans suddenly came up with a plan in his anxiety. He placed his laptop firmly on the seat, then leaned out and climbed into the back seat.
"What are you going to do?" Mark asked hurriedly, not understanding what Hans was going to do.
"You drive well and I'll cause some trouble for these guys."
Hans said, picking up some sundries from the back seat and throwing them out through the empty rear window.
Since the cars behind me were juxtaposed, it was difficult to avoid the things that suddenly hit me in time, so I quickly slowed down.
The object thrown by Hans didn't have much weight, and even if it hit the car behind, it wouldn't cause much damage. However, although the attack power was weak, it was extremely insulting. At this moment, the two sides gained some distance.
The other party was obviously a little angry, and kept firing his gun, chasing after him like crazy.
The vehicle made "bang bang" sounds from time to time under the enemy's fire. Hans also huddled in the back seat, not daring to stick his head out for fear of being in danger of being shot in the head if he was not careful.
There were no more items to throw away in the car. Hans curled up and looked around, and found that his milk-stained suit jacket was hanging on the back of the passenger seat. Hans was anxious
Without thinking much, he pulled it off in a panic, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it out of the rear window.
Unexpectedly, this aimless throw had an unexpected effect. After the suit was thrown out of the car, it was immediately spread out by the strong airflow and flew towards the car behind it, accurately sticking to the front windshield.
, completely blocking the driver's sight, causing the car behind to almost lose control and have to brake urgently.
The other car was also frightened by the car's loss of control and immediately gave way, and its speed also dropped a lot.
Mark took advantage of this opportunity and immediately increased the distance to about 300 meters.
"Hans, that's great. If we keep dealing with them for a while, we will be in Liv Town soon." Mark said excitedly.
At this time, there was a cross-shaped road intersection ahead. On the other intersection road, two heavy trucks were driving vertically towards this road from the left, one after the other. The two trucks together were 30 meters long.
It is so long that it looks like a solid city wall blocking the front.
"Oh, God, I have to stop, I'm going to hit you," Mark said.
Hans looked behind him and saw that the car behind him was already catching up with him again.
"No, rush over." Hans shouted.
Mark: "We must be crazy and can't get through it."
Hans: "No, Mark, you can definitely do it..."
Mark: "We'll be shattered to pieces."
Hans: "It's better to be broken into pieces than to be caught by them..."
Mark: "If you die, you will die..."
Sooner or later, Mark didn't slow down at all and crashed straight into the big truck...
Seeing that the large truck had arrived at the intersection, Mark and the others were still a step slower.
Hans looked at the large truck that was blocking his eyes, but it was impossible for him to stop at such a speed. He instantly let out a desperate exclamation...
Suddenly, Hans felt that the car body was suddenly thrown to the left, and the light in front of him became extremely gray. The carriage and wheels of the large truck almost brushed against him. Suddenly, there was light in front of him, and he felt that the car suddenly exerted force and hit the ground.
With a sound, he rushed towards the bright place...
Only then did Hans come back to his senses. When he looked back, he saw that the two large trucks had been left behind. It turned out that Mark saw that he could no longer pass the intersection in front of the large trucks. In his desperation, Mark unexpectedly swung past the two trucks.
He squeezed through the gap between the trucks.
The truck behind was frightened by Mark's operation and slowly stopped, blocking the entire intersection. It unexpectedly blocked the two vehicles chasing after it.
Hans felt that he had narrowly escaped death and shouted excitedly: "Haha, Mark, you are a genius, how did you do it..."
"Oh, God, what did we go through just now? I didn't even know I did this. I thought I was going to die." Mark said in horror.
Hans breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that God is taking care of us. We will definitely arrive safely this time."
Mark calmed down: "I thought plots like this could only be found in movies. It felt like we were living at the speed of life and death..."
Hans rushed from the back seat to the passenger seat, picked up his laptop and looked at it.
"This thing hasn't been touched. Didn't Kevin say it would be fine in an hour?"
Mark looked at the actual time of the car: "Hans, it's only over half an hour now, there's no point in rushing."
"Damn, I thought centuries had passed." Hans shook his head.
At this time, Liv Town had faintly appeared in front of the road. Hans quickly took out the phone and dialed the number as Andre said before.
A man's voice with a sense of vicissitudes of life came from the phone. "Are you here?"
Hans said hurriedly: "We have seen Liv Town, where are you?"
After a while, the other party said again: "I saw your car, don't go into the town, look up the hillside..."
Hans looked out the car window. About three to four hundred meters ahead, there was a winding path on the right side of the road that led directly to the hillside. On the top of the hill stood a man in black clothes, waving to him.
"Okay, I see you."
"Mark, drive up the hillside."
Mark followed Hans' instructions and rushed straight towards the hillside without slowing down at all. Soon he came to the man.
Only then did Hans realize that the man was a young man in his thirties. His voice did not match the vicissitudes of his voice before. Only a scar on the left side of his face highlighted that this man was anything but ordinary. There was a car behind him.
There were three men sitting in the pickup truck, looking at Hans and Mark with unkind eyes.
Scarface asked: "Are you Andre's friends?"
Hans nodded and said eagerly: "Behind... they are chasing us, two cars with heavy weapons on them."
The scar on the man's face twitched slightly: "Heavy weapons? What kind of heavy weapons?"
"There are assault rifles and rocket launchers..."
As Hans finished speaking, the three people in the pickup truck suddenly laughed disdainfully. At this time, there was a commotion down the hillside, and the two other vehicles had appeared on the road again.
Scarface turned back and shouted at the pickup truck: "You stop them, I'll take them away first."
Then Scarface opened Hans's car door and got in.
"Go forward into the jungle."
Mark immediately started the car and drove in the direction Scarface said.
As he passed the pickup truck, Hans saw through the window that two men were pulling back the tarp of the pickup truck, revealing a heavy firearm. Another man also pulled out a sniper rifle from the vehicle. This
The scene made Hans feel horrified. As a professional elite, he was unknowingly involved in an incident that was completely beyond his knowledge.
Not long after Mark drove his car along the winding road into the jungle, he heard bursts of gunfire from behind, interspersed with booming explosions.
"Don't worry, no matter how powerful the opponent is, they won't be able to get there in a short while." Scar said expressionlessly.
"Where are we going?" Hans asked.
Scarface looked ahead: "You'll know soon."
At this time, as the car passed through the jungle, Hans saw a small open space in the jungle. Parked in the center of the open space was a small helicopter. The top of the helicopter was covered with some camouflage, presumably to prevent aerial reconnaissance.
Two temporary large tents were set up on one side of the open space next to the woods. When they heard the sound of the car, two people walked out of the tents and walked towards the car.
"Just park the car there." Scarface said.
Mark immediately parked the car next to the two people.
Hans looked around, pointed at the helicopter and asked blankly: "Are we going to ride on this thing?"
Scarface nodded and said expressionlessly: "I'll drive, but I can only seat one more person. Which one of you will get on?"