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Chapter 927 Fighting Guerrilla

【That's not our person】

Large red fonts appear at the top of all barrages, eye-catching and eye-catching.

Just behind Bifang's off-road pickup truck, two black spots followed closely and continued to enlarge.

Everyone knows what that means.

The pleasant atmosphere of admiring the beauty of nature suddenly became tense and dull, and then everyone remembered that Bi Fang was not completely out of danger from the beginning to the end.

Just one sentence brought the lively atmosphere in the live broadcast room to freezing point.

"Did you see the front? That's the ridge of the Snowy Mountains. It's such a beautiful curve."

Bi Fang suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Everyone didn't understand why Bi Fang would say such words in such a tense situation.

But she couldn't help but follow his direction, and through his perspective, she saw an undulating arc in the vast wilderness.

Those are indeed snowy mountains!

A majestic snow-capped mountain, with huge mountains and snow-capped peaks, rises from the ground in the vastest wilderness.

The cold moonlight shines through the gaps in the clouds, casting a beauty that makes people dare not look directly at this primitive land.

It is a lonely acacia tree on the horizon, with the horizon stretching to eternity behind it, the Indian Ocean coastline surrounded by dense palm trees, and the Great Rift Valley of East Africa!

It’s simply a place of miracles!

Between the plains and the mountains, everything here does not follow the routine, and the unbridled combination is even more exciting.

Everyone's eyes were enlarged at this moment, as if a group of horses were galloping across the vast sky, trampling heavily on their hearts, causing their hearts to beat violently and spreading warm blood throughout their bodies.

The last wave of cold wind from the top of the snow peak came in force, making everyone shiver.

"That's Mount Kenya, the second highest mountain in Africa after Mount Kilimanjaro."

Bi Fang's voice was calm and powerful, becoming the best soothing agent at this time. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about the pursuit behind them.

"She crosses the equator. Usually the smoke is shrouded in smoke, and the peaks are looming. But on clear days, the snowy peaks standing in the distance can be seen miles away. Behind her, where we can't see, there are millions more.

Mountains formed by years of huge glacial erosion.”

"We didn't pass by here on the way here and missed the most beautiful scenery in Kenya. But now that we can see it when we look back, we are lucky."

[Although, it is indeed very beautiful, but Fang Shen, have you misunderstood the key point? Look at the back, look at the back!]

[Real men never look back at their enemies]

【If you look at me for a second, you will give them face!】

[I can’t hold my damn water pipe anymore. You told me this mountain is beautiful?]

[Don’t be so determined, Fang Shen, if you have any other tricks, please use them quickly.]

"I've shown you the trick, do you think I just found a random direction to drive?"

Bi Fang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the originally bumpy off-road pickup truck gradually stabilized.

"There are large forests at the foot of Mount Kenya, where we will be very suitable for guerrilla warfare."

He said it without waiting for the audience to think.

Bi Fang took out a rope and a long pole. He wrapped the rope around the steering wheel, connected it to the seat behind him, and fixed it.

After that, Bi Fang turned sideways, inserted the long pole, pressed it against the accelerator, found the right angle, and stuck the other end on the roof of the car. The pole was also fixed with a rope.

The stray African geese drew a graceful arc on the horizon, as if they would crash in front of the mountains at any time.

Finally, it flapped its wings vigorously and got into the clouds.

In the wilderness, the distance between the three vehicles was getting closer and closer, and the three people in the pickup truck could almost feel the thicker smell of smoke and dust coming towards their faces.

"finally come."

Wade scratched his elbow against the car wall.

Every official member of the company carries a tracker, and it is almost impossible to detect because it is injected under the skin of the upper arm, is only the size of a grain of rice, and is driven by bioelectricity.

The other party searched the entire car and everyone, but they forgot this point.

Of course, no matter how cautious a person is, it is impossible to find it without professional equipment.

Although the tracker is not as easy to use as normal due to its size, it needs to be pressed to be passively activated, and it can only send coordinates every few hours, but depending on the situation, it plays the role it should.

"I knew you had a back-up plan!"

Seeing the roar of the car behind him, the frustrated Palmer completely forgot about the unpleasantness just now and looked excited.

It doesn't matter whether it is a crime or not, or how many years he will be sentenced. As long as he can return home smoothly, Kenya can do nothing.

An African country has no way of extraditing a rich man living in an ugly country.

The guide who had remained silent could not help but get excited when he saw this scene. Even if he was prepared, who wants to go to jail?

"What is he doing?"

With his back against the rear window of the car and his back facing the sky, Palmer, who was in the best position to view the moon, wanted to see clearly what was going on in the cab. He could only raise his head and squint at the window glass, just in time to see Bifang fixing the steering wheel.

action.

Unexpectedly, Bifang saw him and slapped him on the car glass. Palmer thought he was about to be photographed and closed his eyes reflexively. Only then did he realize that there was a glass in between.

[I don’t feel very smart]

[I often scare my dog ​​like this too]

"Damn it." Palmer yelled, but looking at the cars approaching behind him, he restrained his anger and laughed instead, "You're going to be finished!"

Bi Fang's car was an off-road pickup truck, with a semi-open-air compartment behind it, but the two cars chasing him were both authentic hardcore off-road vehicles.

The wheelbase of pickup trucks is longer than that of off-road vehicles, and the departure angle is also smaller. This is a big disadvantage in off-road vehicles. The shorter the wheelbase, the narrower the wheelbase, and the lighter the vehicle, the greater the proportion of torque amplification of the gearbox. The difference

The transmission can be locked, so the off-road capability of such a car is great.

Therefore, it was only a matter of time before Bifang was caught up, and there was no way he could escape.

I am about to be saved.

Damn it, I got a big hole in my hand. I don’t know if the nerves were damaged.

Even though Palmer is the owner of a clinic and rarely performs operations himself, no one wants a hand that will tremble on cloudy and rainy days.

Seeing that the culprit is unlucky, he naturally takes pleasure in his misfortune.

But I was not happy for long.

Palmer's sweet dream was awakened by the guide on the side.

"What?"

The three of them were tied together, and there was also Wade, a big man. The space was so cramped that it was already uncomfortable, and Palmer was even more upset when he was pushed.

"They, what are they going to do?!"

"What are you doing?" Palmer elbowed him back angrily, but when he turned around again, he found a man suddenly getting out of one of the two off-road vehicles behind him, holding a long gun and pointing it in the right direction.

There is no doubt that it is on their side.

Now Palmer was also shocked: "Vade, Wade, what's going on? What are you going to do? We're still in the car!"

The two people in the car howled at the same time. At this distance, no matter whether the opponent's target was the car or the people in the cab, the result would be a car crash and death.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Vader cursed, and at the same time he cursed in his mind that Sisko was really a lunatic.

The next second, gunfire rang out.


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