"Shoot! Shoot!" Iron nails fell from the sky. The American soldiers who didn't know what they were were kept panicking. Some soldiers immediately raised their guns and shot into the sky, while others concentrated their firepower and fired in the direction of the truck.
Gu Chen, who was running, took off the safety pins of the grenades and threw two of them towards the fire point.
"Getdown! Getdown!" When a soldier noticed the grenade being thrown towards him, he raised his foot and kicked it away. He let out a rapid roar, leaving no chance for them to evade. What they wanted was to blow out a bloody path.
Everyone fell down in response. They didn't see another 1.8-meter-long iron nail strip rising out of the darkness. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped tightly around the body of the machine gun. As the iron nail strip tightened, the entire machine gun seemed to disappear in the air.
It was all over, leaving only a large box of bullets lying alone on the side.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The grenade was suppressed at a short distance, so close that the exploding shrapnel grazed his skin. Gu Chen, who reached out to retrieve a machine gun and came back, lay on the side of the road, with little sparks and heat.
Debris flew in all directions like fireworks.
Countless fragments came in the shock wave. Duan Zhaoan almost stepped on the accelerator and pressed it against the floor of the car. The truck, which had been riddled with bullet holes, stubbornly rushed forward without reaching its destination.
"Number 9, get in the car!!" He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, moved towards the passenger seat, then stood up and kicked open the half-closed door. He didn't know where Gu Chen was, so he could only
Contact Gu Chen via radio frequency.
The usually calm voice was mixed with a trace of panic. Although the voice was low, it was pressed down on the throat, as if it was squeezed tightly. Like the sudden ringing of the copper bell on the mountain temple, the voice was so deep that it made it difficult to breathe.
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The car rushed out of the flames, and when it ran over two potholes blasted by grenades, the whole car bounced up and then fell back heavily. Duan Zhaoan was already tall, and his head suddenly hit the car.
On the roof of the car, the helmet was knocked sideways.
The car fell back and the sound of banging and banging kept coming, and the noise was so loud that the whole car seemed to come apart at any time.
"No. 9! Get in the car!!" After rushing out of the gunfire, he roared again, staring straight ahead, and his vision behind the helmet's explosion-proof cover was ice-cold.
His handsome face as sharp as a mountain peak exuded a murderous and murderous aura. He had already put his hand on the handbrake and thought silently for ten seconds. If Gu Chen didn't show up... he would stop the car in an emergency!
The jade-like handsome face that rushed out from behind was cold and cold, "No. 2, you go first, I will take the lead!"
"Break it!" A clear and cold voice reached the ears of the three of them. Liu Hong's hand trembled, and several more bullets were wasted. "Damn, No. 9, you are still alive!"
Still alive,...it's so fucking difficult! Just like this, she, she, she...she can survive, with a body made of steel and a heart like a CPU!
Jumping out of cars, pulling out iron nails, and blasting things, she did it all by herself. She was like taking the lead! No one could beat her.
"If you're not alive, why are you still hanging in such a small place?" Gu Chen held the machine gun and didn't even need to brush off the bullet ash fragments on his body. The wind generated by running was as strong as a vacuum cleaner, removing all the dust on his body.
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Liu Hong couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said over and over again: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced! I can see No. 9 in this life. I really feel that my life has not been in vain!"
