The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

In the end, with an unusually unfamiliar movement, the black Chinese doctor took off a deformed elastic plate from the heavy machine gun and replaced it with a new one.

The orthopaedic doctor who sat in the position of the main shooter roared without looking back:

"There are no wounded to take care of now, and it's time for us two doctors to step up; special! When it's time to work hard, those of us in white coats will not be cowardly."

After that, he started to operate the machine gun and started firing.

In terms of specific accuracy, compared to the original sin, which is an open-handed thing, it is specified that it is not comparable; but it still looks like it, and in a blink of an eye, a few devils have been brought down.

In such a sudden roar of heavy machine guns, the devil who rushed up fell down again.

Tonight, it can be said that such a humiliating history of such a devil army, an unbearable night; because they encountered some men who cannot be measured by common sense.

Yes, that's right!

Some people who come from modern planes may have some kind of stinky problems in their bodies, but they are worthy of the word 'man'...

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With two less military doctors, Hu Biao's team now has only 9 people left, officially reduced to single digits.

And with such a mere 8-person team, it is enough for them to have a devil's truck.

It was only at such a critical time that Hu Biao and the others discovered a silent problem, a small detail that they had ignored.

Speaking of drivers who can drive, they were considered high-level talents in the period of the Republic of China.

So in the modern plane, it is just an unusually ordinary life skill.

Therefore, almost every modern person who survives in the team can drive. After all, even Hu Biao, a poor man who doesn't even have a car, learned a C photo with the wind when he was in college.

Among them, the fake foreign devil Jason, the staff officer Yang Dongli and others can still drive trucks and armored vehicles.

Even if the 94-type six-wheeled truck like Guizi is a little more primitive, it should still be able to operate.

But the crux of the problem is that after Jason sat in the cab, he turned the car key and found that the engine didn't move a bit. This is what he realized.

He quickly put his head out of the car window.

Hu Biao shouted at Hu Biao, who was going to hold a shell gun in one hand and hang from the pedal in the other: "This kind of classic car needs to be shaken with the handle to start the engine, so quickly find the handle and shake it."

'Shake it up'?When this special is in a disco.

Say it!After hearing such a statement, Hu Biao was very stunned.

Because he is a post-90s generation, that is, in the pictures of some old movies, he saw a silly old man holding a long curved handle in his hand and shaking it at the front of the car.

Then, an old-fashioned truck with a long nose emitted a black smoke from the butt of the car...

"Quick, quick, quick, you really need to start it quickly."

One minute later, Hu Biao, sweating all over his head, shook a handle vigorously with both hands, which made him extremely impatient.

no way!As early as about ten seconds ago, the gunfire from the rear all stopped.

This means that the black Chinese medicine doctor and the orthopedic doctor who stayed behind to stop the enemy were all killed in battle; then at such a distance of more than 200 meters, it really doesn't take long for the devils to catch up.

The question is, in the face of such a situation, in addition to using the end of the milk and shaking the handle vigorously, what else can he do?

Fortunately, when Hu Biao, whose face was blushing, shook the handle to a flying motion, it quickly worked.

In the next second, the roar of the engine finally rang in his ears.

This kind of old antique engine sound, which was not at all thick, fell into his ears at this moment, and it was as pleasant as the sounds of nature.

And Jason, who was operating the car, didn't dare to delay in the slightest.

While he stepped down on the accelerator, he also slammed the steering wheel, causing the car to turn a corner amid the violent friction of the tires, and drove into a dirt road. He didn't mean to wait for Hu Biao to get into the car.

Hu Biao grabbed a hand sticking out from the carriage after a light jump.

Relying on such a leverage, I boarded the car that was already running wildly in the night.

During the whole process, I could even clearly feel the chasing soldiers behind me, as well as the firepower of the counterattack in the carriage. The bullets from both sides were flying around me.

After getting in the car, Hu Biao was all helpless and lay on the wooden board of the carriage.

Just feeling the gunshots behind him and the angry screams of the devils getting farther and farther, Hu Biao still felt very lucky.

special!That 'one-man business' plan has finally passed the first step successfully.

The problem is that soon after, Hu Biao, who thought of one of the key points, bounced off the ground like a corpse.

He scolded nervously: "No, just because of too many things, I forgot to tell you that I want to blow the tires of another car. Did any of you do this?"

However, in the face of such a question from Hu Biao, the expressions of the others were rather strange.

In the end, he still hugged his own rifle with a sniper scope, lying on the back of the car like a puddle of mud, and replied with a wry smile:

"There is no need to blow the tire, the sinner took the initiative to stay and hide under the car.

Because he glanced at it just now, that car is full of shells and explosives, and he will directly detonate the explosives in that car after the devils gather. "

After hearing such a statement, Hu Biao opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to say something for the sinner's choice.

But when the words came to his mouth, he held back all of them.

Because he knows that all these words of praise pale in the face of the sinner's actions.

In this way, in the silence of the entire carriage, a sound of earth-shattering explosion suddenly came in the dark night several kilometers away.

No doubt, it was the sinner who detonated a whole carload of explosives.

What Hu Biao and the others didn't know was that the criminals at that time knew that there were at least five No. when.

Not only did this guy not have any tension in his heart, but instead, there was a huge burst of excitement.

There was even a huge sense of relief in this guy's heart; under such circumstances, he pulled away a bundle of wooden-handled grenades in his arms.

Chapter 120

"Hay~"

In a very short period of time, the devil Cao Chang, whose face was swollen into a pig's head, in an unusually standard military posture, while shouting such a sentence, the attitude on his face is called respect.

And slapped Cao Chang twenty or thirty times in a row, not only slapping the opponent into a pig's head, but also hitting Yang Dongli, who hurt his own hand.

First, with a look of disgust, he first glanced at the white glove on his right hand, the blood stained when he slapped the face just now.

Next, came the sentence:

"Baga~ quickly remove the roadblocks. If my urgent mission is delayed, I will definitely hold you and your superiors accountable."

Say it!at 4:27 in the morning.

In the darkness of the night, and under the guidance of the Huns, Hu Biao and the others, who had driven around for an unknown distance, finally encountered the first devil's checkpoint.

It was just that the Guizi and the others were in the sandbag position with a black Type [-] heavy machine gun, which made Hu Biao and the others give up all plans to forcibly pass.

Then, everyone in the carriage, whose bones were groaning, endured the huge pain in their bodies and tried to straighten their chests.

Try to pretend to be a normal ghost soldier, so as not to show his legs.

On the other hand, Yang Dongli, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat and dressed up as a major devil, took a deep breath and walked out.

Whether the third-stage task can be completed depends on whether it can be mixed here.

Then, I should thank the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and thank the blessings of the heroic spirits of all dynasties in China.

Or, it was the certificate of that devil major, and the black-and-white photo on it was compared with Yang Dongli.

In a word, Yang Dongli managed to get in here; only after this guy who had been dragged into [-] to [-] people got on the car again, did he realize that his nervous panties were wet with sweat...

undoubtedly!After successfully passing the first checkpoint, Hu Biao's whole body was tense to the extreme, and he immediately relaxed.

As the car continued to advance in the dark under the guidance of the Xiongnu Dharma God himself, not so sure.

Unconsciously, relying on the shaky carriage, Hu Biao fell into a state of drowsiness.

no way!He is so sleepy.

On the one hand, since coming to the Songhu battlefield for 37 years, Hu Biao's whole person's emotions have been tense to the extreme, and he can't wait to sleep with one eye open.

On the other hand, the sequelae of large doses of sedatives are now gradually showing.

The combination of the two made Hu Biao think about nothing and do nothing right now.

Similarly, the other people in the carriage felt the same, even if they were pillowed on hard iron sheets and wooden boards, they felt their eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Fortunately, fighting this kind of thing has successfully deepened their instincts in the cruel experience.

When it was 4:51 in the morning, Hu Biao, who seemed to have fallen asleep in the first second, woke up spontaneously in the next second after hearing an unusual sound.

Staring at his bloodshot eyes, he pricked up his ears.

Hu Biao's whole body was like a bow, tensing up again.

After a few seconds, Hu Biao was sure that it was not his hallucination, and suddenly shouted: "No! There is a large engine sound behind him, maybe the devil is chasing after him."

Under such a sudden voice, everyone in the carriage woke up.

Not to mention the Hun Mage, AT and others, they hurried on the tailgate of the car and put the weapons in their arms into embarrassing movements.

Hu Biao turned around and used his right hand on the iron sheet behind him, beating heavily.

While beating, he shouted loudly:

"Fake foreign devil, can you drive faster, so slowly and leisurely, is it racing with the old lady with little feet? It's a pity that the boy who chased the wind died, otherwise he would be better than you."

"Damn it! How fast can you drive on such a bad road condition? If you have the ability, you can drive?" Jason, after hearing the words, was not convinced at all and scolded back.

Hu Biao's grandson just stood and talked, and he didn't mind his back pain.

These war zone kilometers, after the tragic tug-of-war before, is there any way to go. It was originally a road of soil and slate, but now there are big pits everywhere.

On the way, he drove with trepidation, for fear that if he accidentally overturned the car, such a car would be finished.

And others are not iron-clad, after such a long time, he is also very tired; in order to cheer up, Jason secretly twisted a lot of his thighs.

Go faster?Why don't you put on a pair of wings and take off directly.

But he refused to take a loss and refused to take a loss. Jason also understood what it meant when the ghost soldiers caught up behind him.

With their current strength, there is no possibility of winning at all.