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    , with the cover of the pickup truck body, the farmer and Datou got out of the car and quickly collected all the useful things inside.

    Just after returning to the car, Liu Yi felt as if he heard the sound of horse hooves at the same time as the sound of closing the door.

    Before he could say a word of warning, the monk pointed to the right and shouted: "Go quickly, go quickly, there is a horse team!"

    More than twenty enemies on horseback appeared at the far end of the line of sight.  , the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, accompanied by shouts and shouts, is approaching quickly.

    This was the first time Liu Yi saw a team of cavalry in reality, galloping across the land like ancient knights.

    Not being able to hold it back, he turned back and took one more look.

    As a result, just when the cavalry was hit by a barrage of bullets, and when he was about to lower his body and lean on the back seat to avoid it, the monk pushed him onto his knees.

    After a crackling sound on the head, the remaining half of the rear glass was completely shattered.

    "It's your uncle!" The monk cursed, shook the broken glass on his head, turned over and swept out half of the magazine.

    After all the bullets were shot away, he turned around and shouted to the scholar who was driving: "Drive more carefully, the muzzle of my gun is flying into the sky."

    "Why are you talking nonsense? Bring me your sunglasses!" The scholar shouted angrily, his face covered with tears from the wind.

    The monk just picked up a pair of sunglasses next to the body of the pickup truck driver and put them on.  Now I saw the scholar "crying" so miserably, so I quickly took it off and handed it to him.

    The road conditions are so bad that even off-road vehicles cannot drive at all.  In contrast, undulating surfaces have much less of an impact on horses.

    A few minutes passed, and the distance between the two actually got closer.

    The rider on the horse is very experienced, and the gun in his hand is adjusted to single-shot gear.  Following the rhythm of the galloping horses, shots were fired one after another.

    Although the hit rate is not very good, the impact point of the bullet is always accurate.

    The same cannot be said for the three people in the back seat of the car. The off-road vehicle was driving at high speed on the undulating desert, and the shaking of the vehicle body was completely unpredictable.

    Although I tried my best to control the muzzle of the gun, it was always affected by uncontrollable shaking every time I pulled the trigger.

    The three men each emptied a magazine, and then they managed to kill seven riders by luck.

    The remaining dozen riders spread out even further, forming a fan shape about fifty or sixty meters behind the off-road vehicle.  The bullets fired made the butt of the car crackle.

    Liu Yi looked at the rider on the flank and urged his mount to accelerate to a parallel position with the off-road vehicle.  Regardless of saving ammunition, a long burst of fire swept down both men and horses.

    I took a moment to look behind me and saw the galloping horses, but they didn't show any signs of fatigue.

    I couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°How long can a horse run in one breath?¡±

    Zangdi¡¯s two consecutive short shots were fired. Although they did not hit the rider coming up from the side, they still forced the opponent to slow down.

    He put away the gun and came back, taking advantage of the time to change the magazine: "In ancient times, there was only one inn every thirty miles. In other words, the best horse can't keep up the energy even if it runs fifteen kilometers in a row."

    "How far have we driven now?" the monk asked immediately.

    The attention of the three people in the back seat is always behind them.  There was absolutely no estimate of how far the car had been driven.

    Datou glanced at the speedometer, roughly estimated the time, and replied: "About seven or eight kilometers."

    "Damn! It's still too early" Before the monk could finish his sentence, he heard the scream of bullets in the air and quickly lowered his head.

    A bullet grazed his scalp, passed through the car, and flew out of the windshield-less front window.

    The monk touched his burning scalp, and in anger, he took out most of the magazine.

    ¡°Save your time and fight!¡± the farmer reminded.

    He then reassured: "In ancient times, horses ran on official roads. With the current road conditions, I estimate that we can get rid of them in another two or three kilometers."

    In fact, the farmer really got it right.  A herbivore with four hooves cannot compare with a steel machine that drinks fuel in terms of endurance.

    After about ten minutes, the dozen or so riders behind the off-road vehicle gradually slowed down their mounts.

    Although his face was full of reluctance, he could only watch the off-road vehicle getting further and further away.

    The pursuers were thrown away, and the five people in the car couldn't help but relax.

    The monk touched his lower back,Found that there was only one spare magazine left.

    Turning to Liu Yi, he asked: "How many bullets do you have left?"

    "There are three more." Liu Yi took out a full magazine from his waist as he spoke and handed it to the monk.

    The co-pilot pulled out two magazines from his big head and handed them to Liu Yi: "Take them."

    "Just one." Liu Yi took one.

    "Take them both. You are good at shooting, so be prepared." Da Tou stuffed both magazines into Liu Yi.

    The scholar who was driving also took out a magazine to supply the farmers, and asked casually: "Comrades, let's brainstorm, what should we do next?"

    "Let's talk about what to do. We have to change the direction first." The farmer spoke first.

    Without waiting for others to ask questions, he took the initiative to explain: "The team of horsemen just watched us going east, and they will definitely contact their friends to intercept us."

    "agree."

    "Agree~"

    Datou and Liu Yi expressed their stance at the same time.

    "Then tell me, which way should we go?" The scholar kept the same direction and asked again.

    It¡¯s not that the scholars themselves have no ideas or that they advocate democracy. It¡¯s really because everyone knows nothing about the surrounding topography.

    And, the desolation is everywhere.

    Apart from the sun above our heads, there is no other reference.  No matter which direction you decide to go in this situation, the future is completely unpredictable.

    Therefore, the scholar simply let everyone make the decision. Anyway, no matter what situation we encounter, we will face it together.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go south,¡± said the farmer.

    His meaning is very obvious. The national border is in the south of the east. Since it is easy to be blocked if you keep going east, it is better to turn to the south.

    Even if you take the wrong path, you can still take less time.

    "Hey, let me tell you, can we be successful?" The monk expressed a different opinion.

    He said with contempt: "What are we here to do? We can't just think about running back, we have to kill the terrorists and get the sign!"

    "What a panic!" The big head glanced at the monk and said with disgust: "What kind of terrorist organization do you think it is? An armed group with dozens or hundreds of people?

    Let me tell you, their regular armed forces have nearly 7,000 people.  In addition, there are a large number of key members of the organization, as well as peripheral believers.

    Added together, there are tens of thousands of people.  "

    "It doesn't matter if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, we will go all the way back! Kill as many as we encounter!" The monk was full of momentum.

    "We are a special operations force, not a commando or a death squad. What do we mean by going all the way back!" Datou sneered at the monk's statement.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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