"Sit tight, everyone!" Chen Yong turned the steering wheel in front of him like Nezha's Hot Wheels. "We are already too far behind them. If we want to catch up, we have to take a shortcut!"
Cutting corners?
It's not a good thing to hear.
Everyone hurriedly tied the helmets on their heads. It didn't matter anything, the most important thing was the head.
In an armored vehicle with a small space, if you drive at high speed in a rugged area, the poor shock absorbers can throw people into the air and hit the roof of the vehicle. Anyone who has ridden in an armored vehicle knows this. Some people were hit without even wearing a helmet.
There is a precedent of fainting directly from the top of the cab.
What's more, the BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle, a product produced in the 1960s, has no comfort at all.
But Chen Yong enjoyed it very much, like a DJ playing music in Hall D. He shook the huge steering wheel in front of him, which made Da Maozi's BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle look like a luxury off-road vehicle.
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"We have to drive up the hill, then rush down and pass through the CQB training ground. The road to the dock is right next to the training ground. We can intercept it!"
While Chen Yong was talking, amidst the screams of everyone, the front of the BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle was thrown up suddenly, like a speedboat lifted up by the waves, and the front wheels rushed up the hillside.
This hillside is not actually a hillside, it is just a huge sand dune with some huge rocks inside. It is estimated that the stones pushed to the beach by the waves over the years have accumulated together, and then the wind and sand covered them up, forming this bare hillside.
The hillside is not high, only about 30 meters, but the area is very large, more than 500 meters wide. The fan surface is completely covered with sand and jagged rocks exposed on the sand surface.
Qin Fei felt like a dice that had been bumped into a dice cup. He was shaken violently, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys seemed to have been displaced. His head hit the roof of the car more than once.
The most terrible thing is that Robert bought an old second-hand one, which is usually used for training, not for fighting, so the focus of maintenance is on the weapons and engines. As long as these two things are OK, everything else is just a cloud.
Originally, the roof of the BRDM-2 had a thin layer of soft sea surface skin. Although it did not have much effect, it would not cause people to knock their heads out directly by hitting the steel plate.
Fortunately, everyone was wearing helmets, and when they banged on them, Qin Fei felt that his head was not his own, but a drumstick being used to hit the roof of the car hard.
Of course, Qin Fei will not be the only one to suffer this kind of crime, everyone will share in it.
For a moment, the entire BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle seemed to be filled with a heavy metal band, with all kinds of heavy-flavored banging sounds one after another.
"Chen...Fake..." The crosshair pointed towards Chen Yong, but the constant bumps made it difficult for him to speak smoothly. As soon as he raised his right hand, he immediately bent over, making a "vomit" sound in his mouth, and swallowed the food he had eaten in the evening.
All the undigested things in the stomach were vomited out.
As soon as the sight was lifted, the narrow reconnaissance vehicle cabin was suddenly filled with the smell of rotten undigested food and the rancid smell of stomach acid.
The old fish on the side was already in a state of despair and had been holding on without breaking through. Now he was completely useless. He opened his big mouth and started to play a duet with the crosshair.
"Chen...yong...can you drive...slower...a bit..." Qin Fei asked Chen Yong while bumping around like a pinball.
Chen Yong shook his head fiercely: "No! Otherwise I won't be able to catch up!"
"Why...you...don't...pause...when you speak..." Qin Fei felt his stomach was raised to his throat, and was curious that Chen Yong seemed to be enjoying it very much.
"You have skills! To make a long story short!" Chen Yong said with a smile: "When you start playing, just tell me quickly!"
Qin Fei's head was suddenly full of black lines. Unexpectedly, every row was like a mountain, and every row was ranked number one. The armored soldiers were used to this kind of violent bumps and had completely adapted to it.
Turning around and looking inside the cabin, I found that the polar bear was also enjoying it very much and didn't seem to want to vomit at all.
This guy was lowering his head at this time, looking at the two teammates squatting next to him who were vomiting with disgust, frowning a pair of golden eyebrows and said: "Hey! You girls! You have never sat on our great team.
An armored vehicle of the motherland!?”
Old Yu covered his mouth, took a sharp breath, suppressed the bile that surged into his throat, and cursed: "His grandma's is more shaky than our 63-style!"
The Type 63 is an old-fashioned domestically produced armored personnel carrier with a track type. It is also famous in the military for its bumpy terrain. Lao Yu is very familiar with the performance of this type of vehicle.
"Everyone, hurry up, it's going downhill!"
As Chen Yong shouted, everyone quickly grabbed the handrails around them.
Qin Fei couldn't help but look out of the front window, and saw the BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle, as if it was about to plunge directly into the ground, rushing down the slope at an extremely dangerous angle and speed, and breaking through the ground below.
, is a large CQB training ground, where there are some loess brick buildings built by Robert to imitate the style of African villages and towns.
Through the shooting hole, he saw his car charging all the way up the rocky slope like a cloud. He was so frightened that his eyes closed, and his crotch felt sore, almost making him incontinent.
"Fake! Damn it! I will never ride in an armored vehicle driven by people from the Z country again! Chen, you are not driving an armored vehicle but an airplane!"
"Get ready for impact!" Chen Yong shouted again.
After two or three seconds, the front of the car made a huge muffled sound.
Bang——
Thick loess poured in from the shooting hole and the car window. The BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle directly crashed through the two-meter-high earth wall next to the training ground, then made a ninety-degree flick and entered the dirt road in the training ground.
, roaring like a bull rushing into a china shop, hitting one thatched house after another, and wall after wall of loess, rushing inside like crazy.
"Can you be careful!" Crosshair suddenly remembered something and reminded loudly: "Chen, this camp belongs to us now, and you are damaging our property! It all costs money to build!"
Chen Yong was stunned, and suddenly felt that what the sight said was indeed true.
This camp now belongs to the X Mercenary Group. To dismantle the things here is to dismantle your own things.
"Don't listen to the sight, rescue the people first!" Qin Fei shouted to Chen Yong: "Why can't I see the FOX team's car?"
"Over there!" Chen Yong pointed to the front side.
Qin Fei looked out of the front window from the hole penetration and vaguely saw smoke rolling up on the right front side.
"That's their dust!" Chen Yong said: "Diego's men were probably thrown away!"
"How far is it from the dock?!" Qin Fei asked the old fish.
The old fish raised two fingers: "Two kilometers!"
"We have to speed up!" Qin Fei said: "I wonder if FOX has hidden the ship nearby! Maybe it hasn't been sunk!"
"Impossible!" Old Fish said, "I've looked around and there are no ships in the five-hundred-meter-wide sea area!"
"Stop talking, get ready to fight!" After Chen Yong hit a wall, the entire BRDM-2 reconnaissance vehicle had turned khaki, with many dry palm leaves and even bamboo chips hanging on it.
All these messy things are all construction materials.
"We've caught up with him!"
Qin Fei yelled at Sasha: "Don't hit the car body, knock off their wheels, otherwise the warhead will penetrate and kill Kunchai!"
Everything——
The 14.5MM caliber KPVT heavy machine gun on the top of the turret spit out a stream of flames up to one meter long.