"Hey...how far are you from the truck?"

"Seventy or eighty meters..."

"...Lah..."

"We don't want the truck for now. Mike will take everyone away and go to another street. We will try to run back within twenty minutes."

"clear!"

Manilla put down the walkie-talkie and glanced ahead. Because the car had stalled just now, Mike bent down and began to stir under the steering wheel. Others looked a little nervous on their faces and fastened their seat belts again.

He picked up the pistol with both hands.

If someone is really ambushing, or it is really Brooke, then everyone is already in great danger at this time.

Jon was sitting in the middle row by the window on the right side. He put his arm around Kelly and his face turned gloomy. Brooke was his nephew. Regardless of whether it was Brooke this time or not, whenever someone mentioned him, Jon's face would change.

It won't look good at all.

On the street, in the cab of a truck, Brooke was bowing in front of the cab seat, with his head under the steering wheel. The cab door was open, and the woman was standing by the door. Brooke was pointing a gun at her, but he couldn't see it from outside.

Next to the truck, there was a Ford SUV parked horizontally. The middle-aged man under Brooke was squatting behind it, with two guns in his hands, pointing at two boys of seventeen or eighteen years old. Both boys were squatting with their heads in their hands.

Next to the tire, the body is shaking.

In front of the truck, there is a Jeep Grand Cherokee. The last boy is standing next to the gas filler of the truck. It looks like he was checking how much oil is left in the tank. In fact, behind the Grand Cherokee, a young black man is holding a gun and tilting his head.

facing him.

Three people, four hostages.

They are all waiting for someone to come over and conduct a sneak attack. It is indeed a sneak attack. Brooke also knows that he cannot use rifles to attack casually. The sound of gunshots will attract zombies, so he can only use a pistol with a silencer, which can only occur at a close distance.

As a result, when Brooke came just now, the sound of brakes was very loud. He guessed that the other party might have heard it, and the off-road vehicle was nearby. If they all hid and attacked, the other party would definitely become suspicious. It is impossible for people to attack in such a short time.

This disappeared, so the current scene appeared.

But it's a pity that the "acting skills" of the two hostages were so bad that problems were seen.

Boo hoo... click!

Suddenly, Brooke heard the sound of the car starting, but it seemed to be unsuccessful. Brooke immediately understood that the other party had seen the problem, otherwise they would have walked over directly. After all, getting the truck was their goal, and now they started it again.

A Land Rover, probably meant to... run?

Whether he wanted to run or not, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Brooke shrank back suddenly, then sat up from the cab, took a quick glance outside, jumped out of the cab, landed next to the woman, grabbed the woman's hair, and blocked her body from him

He walked forward quickly, raised his right hand on the woman's shoulder, and fired!

Brooke moved very quickly, everything happened within a few seconds. After Brooke moved, his two men also moved.

The Land Rover was seventy or eighty meters away from them. Although it was beyond the effective range of the pistol, the so-called effective range refers to the ability to achieve the expected accuracy and power when striking the intended target. This does not mean that there is no power and accuracy.

It's just lowered.

Stray bullets can also kill people. The most classic case is that a little boy in the United States was hit in the head by a stray bullet from an AK47 that flew 4.7 kilometers away in a church.

Of course, this is just an individual example. The probability is lower than winning the first prize in a lottery. Moreover, shooting with a pistol from 70 to 80 meters away does not fall into the category of stray bullets. It is much more powerful than stray bullets. More importantly, it is a Land Rover.

The target is huge and full of people!

Mike in the car was a little nervous. He failed to start the car for the first time, but then the second time, the car buzzed and vibrated and started.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Crack!

Gunshots suddenly rang out, there were many bullet holes in the car, and the windshield was shattered.

Everyone's subconscious reaction was to bend down and shrink their bodies as much as possible, and the women screamed.

There was chaos in the car, everything happened so suddenly.

It is not easy for pistol bullets to penetrate the car body, especially the body of a luxury car like Land Rover. It does not mean that it cannot be penetrated, but the internal structure of the door is very complex and cannot produce the same protective effect evenly. Pistol bullets

The probability of penetration is very low, and whether it can penetrate the car door has a lot to do with the type of pistol, type of bullet, and shooting distance.

All in all, the car door is very protective against pistol bullets. Of course, this is only limited to pistols. If it is a rifle, there is no pressure to penetrate the car door.

Qiang En had already pushed his daughter down on the seat the moment the gunshot rang out, and the broken glass was on the windshield of the car door next to her.

He was too big. It was impossible to curl up. There was not enough space, and he had no intention of doing so. After pushing his daughter down, he turned around, raised his guns and pointed out the car window and started to fight back.

He was the first to fight back, and the first to see who launched the attack.

Sure enough, it was Brooke, and there were two other people whom Qian En knew. They were all with Brooke back then. Each of them was dragging their feet in front of them and seemed to be struggling but very powerless. They were used as human shields to attack the Land Rover.

The direction is approaching step by step.

Qiang En was a man who had been through the hail of bullets on the battlefield. He had a lot of experience, so he reacted quickly. He immediately picked up the travel bag at his feet. This bag was not for bullets, but for long guns.

Seeing Brooke, Qiang En was furious. He held the long bag in front of him, leaving only his eyes and half of his face exposed. He pressed the bag diagonally against the broken car window with his wrist and fired both guns.

Brooke held the woman in his arms and quickly approached the Land Rover with a gun. The window was broken. When he saw Qiang En, he smiled and did not stop pulling the trigger. He had lost patience with his uncle.

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Crash! Crash! There were two sounds of glass breaking, and the windshield on the right side of the Land Rover was all shattered.

The Land Rover suddenly moved, and Old Mike reacted. He leaned over the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. There was a sound of tires scraping the ground. The Land Rover adjusted its direction, turned its back to the direction of the truck, and was about to leave quickly.

The woman in front of Brooke had been killed by Qiang En's bullet, and her chest was red with blood. Brooke threw the body away directly without covering it in front of him, and drew another gun from his body with his other hand.

Both guns fired.

Including the two guns of the other two people, there were four guns in total. Because they fired first and suddenly, they suppressed the Land Rover in a short period of time.

The Land Rover quickly accelerated, gradually widening the distance from Brooke and the others, and looked like it was about to run away.

Bang!

Suddenly there was an explosion, and Old Mike secretly said something bad. He was too familiar with this sound. It was... a tire burst!

At this time, the Land Rover had just started about 40 to 50 meters away, and had already picked up speed. Suddenly, the car body tilted. Old Mike wanted to prevent himself from being hit by bullets, so he kept his body bent as downward as possible, holding on to the steering wheel.

The hand posture was very irregular. As a result, the moment the tire of the car blew out, there was a strong force turning the steering wheel to the left. The old man's grip on the steering wheel was not tight just now, and now he could no longer hold it.

From the outside, it looked like the entire Land Rover was out of control. Although Old Mike immediately stepped on the brakes, it was still too late!

Bang!

The Land Rover swayed rapidly towards the roadside and hit an abandoned car on the left side of the road.

……………………

Manhattan, Fifth Avenue.

Because it was previously determined that there were no zombies on the south side of Fifth Avenue, Tang Ji chose Fifth Avenue as one of the routes to escape the zombies. At this time, the Jeep Wrangler was driving on Fifth Avenue.

After Tang Ji spoke to Manilla, he put down the walkie-talkie, said nothing with a gloomy face, and turned to look out the window.

Although there was no trace of worry on his face, it would be absolutely false to say he wasn't worried, but he didn't want to show it.

There are old and young in the Land Rover. Among the old, weak, sick and disabled, only one is disabled, and the majority are women. The only young and strong one is Jason. Although Qiang En is strong, he is old after all.

She was worried about her daughter excessively and focused on Kelidi, making it difficult to protect others.

As for Brooke's ability, Tang Ji had no doubts. Qiang En mentioned that he himself said that after the end of the world, he was afraid to recognize this nephew. The changes were too great, which may be the reason why he didn't understand him very well in the first place.

If it is really Brooke this time, Tang Ji doesn’t think that people like Old Mike will have any good results against him. It’s useless to have more people, especially little girls like Kelidi and Kristen, it’s hard to get up.

It has no effect, but it will drag down the people around you.

If there were only Jason, Qiang En, and Old Mike in the car, Tang Ji wouldn't be so worried. It was precisely because there were so many people that he asked everyone to step aside and wait for him and Robbie Bassong to go back.

The Wrangler was speeding up, and Robbie sat aside and drove the car without saying a word. Tangji didn't need to say anything, he knew what to do.

"Don...Don...God, it's Brooke, it's them, they are shooting at us, oh God...ah!" Manila's panicked voice suddenly sounded on the intercom, and finally she let out a scream and then died.
Chapter completed!