When a car's fuel tank exploded, Zhou Qingfeng watched helplessly as he was engulfed in flames. When the heat wave hit, his instinctive reaction made him shrink back, but his desire to survive pushed him forward.
To retreat is to die, to advance is to live!
In the fierce flames, Zhou Qingfeng felt that every breath he took was filled with hot breath, and his lungs felt as if they were on fire. His eyes were filled with flames, and he could not even see the road clearly.
Rush out, rush out, just rush out!
Zhou Qingfeng put his rifle back and ran out according to the route in his memory, stumbling along the way. All he encountered were vehicles that Buck and others drove in to block the road.
Under the attack of the tongues of fire, Zhou Qingfeng's clothes were quickly ignited. During his various rolls, he was also contaminated with a lot of gasoline on the ground, which also became the burning flame on his body.
The vehicles blocking the road are so hot under the high temperature that they can burn off a layer of skin by touching them with your hands, but Zhou Qingfeng still has to climb over these obstructing vehicles. And his speed must be faster. He must be fast, without hesitation or retreat.
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Zhou Qingfeng used a saber to cut off his sleeves to use as gloves, then climbed up and rushed out. It took him more than half a minute to cover such a short distance of ten meters. And when he came out of the smoke-filled bend,
When Daozhong rushed out, he already had a lot of burns and scalds on his body.
But this is nothing, I am still alive, still alive! I am a tough and high-spirited man. The smoke and fire did not burn me to death, and the speeding car and heavy truck did not kill me. I escaped from that place of life and death! When I start again
Breathing in a breath of fresh air, he felt that his morale had soared. He had survived the most painful and difficult moment. What else could stop him?
The moment Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the flames at the curve, he saw Buck standing a few meters away. Enemies were so jealous when they met, and he really wanted to pounce on and bite this bastard to death. If not for this guy blocking the road,
How could he be so miserable?!
So Zhou Qingfeng decided... to escape first!
Damn it, I'm still on fire! Who has the heart to fight and kill me when my ass is really burning?
I still have my M4A1 hanging on my back, and my hands are all very hot and blistered. Who can I hit?
There are three kidnappers in front of me, and they are all standing apart. It would be difficult for me to pounce on one of them, let alone three of them.
Run away first!
Extraordinary agility... always be the first to... escape!
Buck and others were shocked when they saw Zhou Qingfeng coming out like a ball of fire. But then they saw Zhou Qingfeng's speed suddenly increased. In a second or two, he was like a shadow of fire, rushing out in a flash.
More than ten meters away, he quickly hid behind several cars in the parking lot.
Buck had just turned the gun to take aim, and Zhou Qingfeng had already changed his position two or three times in succession. He didn't even have time to sigh that Zhou Qingfeng was not dead yet, but he was more astonished by Zhou Qingfeng's tenacious vitality.
"Surround him on both sides and kill him." Buck made the most correct decision. He waved his hand without hesitation, and the two companions around him moved to both sides. Three guns fired continuously, and the figure who caught Zhou Qingfeng was
A volley of bullets was fired.
Zhou Qingfeng endured the severe pain all over his body and kept rolling on the ground to extinguish the remaining open flames on his body. He also quickly held the M4A1 rifle he was carrying in his hand and looked for an opportunity to fight back against the kidnappers.
The exchange of fire between the two sides became intense in an instant. Buck and his gang had a numerical advantage and always wanted to surround Zhou Qingfeng from the left and right and shoot cross-fire. But Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and ran as hard as he could, never staying in one place for too long.
In the brief exchange of fire, Buck and his gang actually felt suppressed. Because Zhou Qingfeng never used precise bursts of fire, as soon as the barrel of the gun was stretched out, it was definitely a fully automatic shooting with the trigger pressed to the end. It took two seconds to empty out all the contents of a magazine.
Thirty rounds of bullets, this kind of violent firepower can beat a person to the point where he can't even lift his head.
Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to fight hard. His marksmanship was a joke. It was difficult to shoot accurately. He just controlled the muzzle of the gun and sprayed bullets in one direction. Anyway, thirty rounds of bullets were fired in a large, dense area.
The rain of bullets can definitely blind an experienced shooter.
Zhou Qingfeng changed magazines from magazine to magazine. Buck and others were thinking: Where did this damn policeman get so many bullets? Little did they know that Zhou Qingfeng had killed four kidnappers before and had eight magazines inserted into his tactical vest.
After several shootings, Zhou Qingfeng, who had been unlucky since time travel, finally got lucky. In a shooting shooting, he smashed the fuel tank of a car, and a large amount of gasoline leaked out and was shot out by a bullet.
The sparks ignited.
With a bang, a violent explosion of gasoline occurred, and then the car was blown up, and a kidnapper standing nearby was also swallowed up by the flames.
Zhou Qingfeng only got some gasoline while rolling, and it burned him to death. But this unlucky guy was much worse than Zhou Qingfeng. His whole body was sprayed with gasoline, and he immediately turned into a burning
of torch.
The explosion of gasoline and the tragic situation of his companions shocked Buck. He subconsciously shouted on the radio, "Boss Locke, we need support."
The gang leader Locke was feeling proud that the overall situation was settled. This kidnapping case would allow him to obtain tens of millions in profits, enough to live a stable and comfortable life after escaping from the United States. But Buck's call for help made him frown, and he grabbed
He got on the intercom and asked, "What happened?"
"That policeman, the policeman is not dead yet! He rushed out again, and he killed one of us again. I am in urgent need of support now!" Buck spoke with a bit of panic in his voice, because Zhou Qingfeng opposite him was again
A flurry of bullets sprayed out wildly. This style of play that completely ignored the consumption of ammunition and completely competed with luck was really terrifying.
"What are you talking about?" Locke thought he heard wrongly. "You just said that the policeman was dead. Why did he show up again?"
This is simply God’s joke! Can you still survive after being burned? And I already want the whole world to announce that the policeman is dead, but you come and slap me in the face in the blink of an eye!
Locke was so furious about this that he went into a rage and smashed things on the spot, and even beat up the reporter responsible for interviewing him.
Once Buck asked for help, he no longer had any intention of continuing to resist. As soon as he retreated, the other kidnapper naturally followed suit. In the end, the two of them even ran out of the second floor in embarrassment, not even the first floor.
If they dare to stay, they will run directly back to find their boss Locke.
Waiting for Buck and the two to escape, Zhou Qingfeng was almost reaching his physical limit. He was staggering and holding on to prevent himself from falling, but the fatigue and pain all over his body made him unable to hold on.
"I have to find a doctor, I need to get treatment, otherwise I won't live for long." Zhou Qingfeng is now seriously injured, and he relies entirely on willpower to control himself from falling. He staggered to the parking lot from the underground
Come out of the hospital and return to the hospital building.