Gamers Are Fierce

As the first echelon rushed into the prop stage one after another, the competition officially entered a fever pitch.

The new track is no longer a winding mountain road, but a giant amusement park, which is not only filled with a large number of special props that can be picked up, but also many interactive facilities.

It is a pity that all the drivers had no time to enjoy the wonders and beautiful scenery in the amusement park. As soon as they entered the track, they began to use the weapons on the tanks to engage in firefights.

Boom boom!

Bang bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire came one after another, and the explosions and flames engulfed coffee shops, gift shops, and landscaped lawns on both sides of the road, turning them into messy ruins.

Squeak——

The Stryker tank drifted dangerously on the smooth gravel road, barely avoiding a falling grenade.

The witch stretched out her palms and released a pink energy shield to cover the left front of the tank, blocking the grenade fire and the bursting shrapnel from the rapid fire.

Nine o'clock!

A string of green data flashed in Sunset's molten gold eyes. He shouted loudly, and the witch on the machine gun position immediately turned her shield to block a series of mung beans as big as basketballs.

Crazy Dave...

The witch looked at a red and green flatbed truck chasing behind her and pursed her lips.

That flatbed truck looked shabby, with one headlight missing and scratches all over the body. It was a complete piece of mechanical junk. Even if it was thrown into the second-hand car market, no one would take it.

There were three little green alien men sitting in the carriage. They each held a steering wheel and didn't know how to drive the vehicle.

On the top of the vehicle stood a brown bearded man with a pot lid on his head and one eye larger than the other.

Waibi Waibi? Waibi Babu!

The bearded man shouted nonsense that no one could understand while dumping bags of fertilizer into the trailer behind the vehicle.

Something incredible happened. As the fertilizer was poured in, a large number of strange-shaped plants suddenly grew in the trailer of a flatbed truck filled with soil.

A pea shooter with green bean eyes and a black mouth,

The glaring giant mushroom,

Watermelon and ice watermelon throwing machines that look like trebuchets,

Cattails that look so cute growing on water lilies...

There are dozens of messy plants growing in the truck trailer, which is not very spacious.

These alien plants are on full fire, pouring their plant ammunition in all directions.

Is there any mistake?

The pale witch raised her hands to maintain the energy shield, and yelled angrily: The spikes that Cattail shoots out with its tail are too powerful! It's much more powerful than in the game!

Moreover, the spikes also have a tracking effect and are faster than bullets!

Crazy Dave...

Li Ang took a deep breath and read out the name of the gibbering man behind with the pot lid on his head, Or Dave Smith.

He is the main character in Plants vs. Zombies\

,"He was also an outstanding inventor, botanist and businessman.

The plants he cultivated have been fighting against the zombie army under Dr. Zombie King...

Why do I feel that you admire him so much?!

The witch couldn't help but turn around and complain.

“We can’t say it’s admiration, we can only say it’s a sympathy between outstanding inventors.”

Li Ang corrected him with a serious face: Being able to transform fragile plants into human weapons comparable to cannons and missiles,

Dave’s technical prowess was far beyond this era.

Alas, it's a pity that I still can't understand the content of his encrypted call, otherwise I would have taken this opportunity to exchange experiences with him about biomodification.

Having said so much, can you help me?

The witch roared angrily: The firepower from the other side is too fierce!!

No wonder the poor mage roared. The ten tanks at the end of the first echelon were all within the attack range of Crazy Dave.

Dave's army of plants, desperately trying to kill themselves, shot out machine gun peas, giant ice watermelons, blue arcs, and fire shock waves, crushing the road into ruins.

Forcing surrounding vehicles to keep moving and dodging, and involuntarily reducing their traveling speed,

Slowly being caught up by the second echelon of vehicles.

Damn it, Dave is crazy again!

Link, who was sitting on the giant mechanical war horse, cursed secretly, jumped up from the horse, and used the secret skill of deflection to successfully deflect a falling ice watermelon.

And within the time it took for the bullet to stay in the air, he fired fifteen arrows forward, shooting down the hot butter that hit the ice watermelon.

The Demon Hunter convoy driving alongside Link was also miserable.

The silver-haired Geralt kept releasing the signs of Alder, Igni, and Quen to block the rain of plant bullets, and his face became increasingly pale.

Wolf and William on the side, using shurikens, trap umbrellas, and onmyoji,

Assist Geralt in defense,

But it still couldn't stop the vehicle from getting slower and slower, and there were more and more scars on the vehicle.

What medicine did Dave take again?

Corvo Attano, the former royal guard of the Island Empire, whispered to Bald 47 next to him: Didn't he start attacking indiscriminately at the end of the second stage?

As it is now, these teams are completely in front of the first tier of cheap cars.

Maybe it's because there is an immortal here.

Bald 47 looked at the black-souled undead sitting on the giant mechanical warhorse, sitting with Link, and said indifferently: Although there is a big difference between the undead and the zombies, I don't think Dave can tell the difference.

Whenever he sees a zombie, he suspects that the zombie is going to eat his brain, and he will completely fall into the madness of persecution paranoia.

This can't go on like this.

Claude pursed his lips and turned to look at Gordon Freeman sitting in the passenger seat, Doctor...

Let me do it.

Gordon Freeman, who was wearing a yellow HEV protective suit, sighed, opened the door, climbed on the roof of the car, and held a giant gun glowing with orange light in both hands.

This firearm comes from the East Area of ​​the Black 3 Laboratory. Its full name is Zero Point Energy Field Tractor, or Gravity Gun for short.

And its effect is just like its name - controlling gravity.

The rain of watermelon cannons covered the sky and cast large shadows,

A cold light flashed on Gordon Freeman's glasses, and his finger firmly pressed the trigger of the gravity gun.

Buzz——

The gravity gun burst out with bright orange light, shooting a beam of light that hit the center of the watermelon rain.

The watermelon hit by the beam did not change, but the surrounding watermelons deviated from the trajectory and gathered together, tightly surrounding the beam and forming a ball.

...

Gordon Freeman had a tense face, struggled to adjust the direction of the gravity gun beam, and pulled the trigger again.

Throw the huge watermelon towards Dave and the three alien green men's flatbed truck.

boom!

Countless watermelons burst open, and the bright red juice painted all the carousels on both sides of the track red. The unique sweet fragrance of melons and fruits floated in the air.

Finally done.

The witch breathed a sigh of relief and lifted the energy shield.

Li Ang on the side frowned, staring at the dusty road behind him, Not yet.

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