Suddenly, black smoke sprayed out from the exhaust pipe of the sidecar motorcycle. Under Peng Yun's control, it almost flew up and jumped on the street.
"You know this, I should have asked Commander Luo to set up a helicopter, so that I could rush to the master as quickly as possible." Peng Yun felt regretful in his heart, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face.
At the beginning, Luo Xiao had consulted him about his intention to equip the Fengtian Public Security Bureau with ten armed helicopters, and he had a quota.
However, Peng Yun felt that the sidecar motorcycle was very cool to ride on, so he did not ask for a helicopter, but asked for a sidecar motorcycle of this kind that Mo Yanran personally participated in the design.
Speaking of which, sidecar motorcycles do have great advantages as a means of transportation in the city.
Mo Yanran's sidecar motorcycle was improved and updated from German military motorcycles. Because military motorcycles are small in size, light in weight, fast, have good road adaptability, have strong off-road capabilities, and are easy to conceal, they also have
It can carry weapons, etc., so it is very suitable for reconnaissance, communication, liaison, and can also be used to charge into battle after carrying weapons. These advantages made military motorcycles widely used by the German army in World War II, from the European battlefield, the North African battlefield, to the Soviet Union
On the battlefield, you can see a large number of military motorcycles equipped by the fascist German army everywhere. The German heavy sidecar motorcycles are usually equipped with an mg3 machine gun, carrying 50 rounds of machine gun bullets, 3 boxes, and 1 spare tire.
Spare barrel and 5 liters of spare fuel, pump, jack and vehicle tools, etc.
During World War II, the Nazi German army equipped tens of thousands of military motorcycles. They used to divide military motorcycles into three grades: light motorcycles with a capacity of less than 0.35 liters; medium-sized motorcycles with a capacity between 0.35 and 0.5 liters.
Those above 0.5 liters are heavy-duty motorcycles.
Mo Yanran borrowed the design of German heavy-duty motorcycles.
In today’s terms, German heavy-duty military motorcycles embody quite good user-friendly design:
In order to meet the needs of driving in cold areas, part of the engine exhaust gas can be sprayed to the driver's foot pedal position through an optional tapered exhaust port, just like a small heater specially set for the driver's feet; another exhaust duct can
Provides heating for the handlebars; there is also a special heating pipe that introduces the exhaust gas from the right side of the car body into the front of the sidecar, circles it once and then discharges it out of the car. In this way, the occupants in the sidecar will not suffer from frozen feet.
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On the side of the fuel tank, Germany also installed two plastic knee pads to avoid the collision between the driver's knees and the metal fuel tank. In addition, the German motorcyclists are also equipped with special goggles and windbreakers. This windbreaker is very practical. In addition to being waterproof
The hem of the windbreaker can be fastened to the legs with buttons, just like a closed "pantsuit", which can ensure the comfort of motorcyclists in muddy environments and rainy weather.
The sidecar motorcycle used by the Yanhuang Army adopts these successful design concepts and has been improved and improved, so its performance has definitely reached a higher level.
Thinking of the helicopter, Peng Yun suddenly remembered a function that he had read in the manual. He had even forgotten this function because he didn't need it.
When he thought of this function, Peng Yun immediately pressed his finger on the handlebar, and a small display screen popped up and stood on the side of his left hand.
After pressing the finger several times, a logo on the display screen flashed, then stopped. At the same time, at the rear of the sidecar motorcycle, a baffle moved silently, and four sticks protruded from it.
Jet pipe.
His finger pressed a red button on the handlebar, and orange-red flames were sprayed out from the four new spray pipes on the sidecar motorcycle. The next moment, the sidecar motorcycle disappeared on the spot with a hiss.
In a moment, he had appeared at the intersection and almost hit a light pole on the side of the road.
"Grandma, this function is too weird. The motorcycle has turned into a spaceship." Peng Yun was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. He hurriedly twisted the sidecar motorcycle out from under the street light pole at the last moment.
With a whoosh, the motorcycle with a sidecar brushed against the street light pole and passed by the wall, blowing off a large piece of the wall, and then sped onto another street.
At the beginning, Peng Yun was really unfamiliar with the control, so the sidecar motorcycle was like a drunken man, wandering around on the street. Occasionally, he would jump to the side of the road, crashing two trash cans, and making loud noises.
A shocking sound.
The residents on the street were awakened by the loud noise. They opened their windows and looked outside, but they couldn't see clearly what was causing the loud noise because they could only see a black shadow on the street.
Running back and forth, they disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.
"Public Security Bureau? A dark figure appeared on Xinglong Street at a very fast speed. It seems to be destroying public facilities. Come on." Someone picked up the phone, dialed the number of the Public Security Bureau, and reported the crime enthusiastically.
But how did he know that the culprit of this vandalism was the criminal investigation captain of the Fengtian Public Security Bureau, the patron saint of city peace?
Turning onto another street from Xinglong Street, Peng Yun finally figured out some tricks, which made the sidecar motorcycle much more stable, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Turn from this street onto another street, and then turn right halfway, which is the alley where the signal came from. Master Liao Hongbo is there, and he must get there quickly.
Stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, the sidecar motorcycle was like a bolt of lightning crossing the sky, running wildly on the street at top speed and quickly approaching the alley.
"Master, I'm here!" Peng Yun yelled, twisting the handle of the motorcycle in his hand, and shot it into the alley like an arrow, crashing directly into the alley.
However, when he entered the alley, the scene in front of him made him stay there. He subconsciously stepped on the brake and the motorcycle with a sidecar stopped at the entrance of the alley.
No wonder he was so surprised, because the alley was filled with corpses, the blood flowing on the ground turned into streams, and broken Japanese swords were thrown messily on the ground. It seemed that they had been cut off by someone.
Liao Hongbo stood among the corpses, holding a Japanese sword in his hand. There were gaps everywhere on the blade and the back of the knife, and the whole thing turned into a saw. His body was stained red with blood, and his clothes were in tatters.
Hang one by one on the body.
"Master's skin is really well maintained." Peng Yun didn't know why such a thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately threw it behind him. He hurriedly jumped off the sidecar motorcycle and ran towards Liao Hongbo.
"Master, how are you?" Peng Yun rushed forward and asked with concern. Liao Hongbo treated him as his son, and he respected him as his father.
Seeing that his body was covered in blood, Peng Yun was very concerned and wanted to see his injuries.
Liao Hongbo frowned. He couldn't tell whether it was pain or a bad mood. He waved his hand towards Peng Yun and said, "I'm fine. They're all skin injuries. Check to see if there's anyone alive." As he spoke, he
Walk towards the off-road vehicle on the side.
Seeing that Liao Hongbo did not seem to be seriously injured, Peng Yun hurried back to the corpses, squatted down and observed them himself.
When he came to the off-road vehicle, Liao Hongbo stopped, opened the cab, took a box of cigarettes from the table inside, then pulled one out and put it to his mouth.
Liao Hongbo lit the cigarette with a bang. He took a greedy drag and then raised his head to look at the busy Peng Yun. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
Peng Yun checked them one by one, and then found that they were all killed with one blow. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Master, why did you attack so harshly, leaving no one alive?"
At this time, other members of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Fengtian Public Security Bureau also arrived. They took over Peng Yun's work and began to be busy at the scene, collecting all useful and useless evidence in case of emergency.
Peng Yun stepped up to Liao Hongbo, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and held it in his mouth, took a deep puff, and then turned around, "Master, how did you meet these killers?
"
Liao Hongbo took a deep breath, then lowered his head, seeming to be lost in memories, and began to describe what happened at that time.
Peng Yun listened quietly, and when Liao Hongbo finished speaking, he couldn't help but secretly said in surprise, "Grandma, what a bear, this is a premeditated ambush by the Japanese. It seems to be aimed at the master."
"But how did the other party know the whereabouts of the master?" Peng Yun was really confused about this question. "Suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, "Is there a Japanese spy in the Public Security Bureau?"
When he thought about this problem, Peng Yun felt very worried. There was a spy inside, which was definitely the most fatal. Whether it was the investigation or the damage caused, it would cost lives.
The two of them talked for a few more words. Liao Hongbo opened the car door and said, "I'll go back first and change the medicine. I'll come back tomorrow."
"Master, does your injury matter? How about we go to the hospital for a checkup?" Peng Yun suggested after looking at the blood stains on Liao Hongbo's body.
"Which hospital are you going to? This is mainly caused by the blood of those beasts. I am not injured at all." Liao Hongbo laughed when he heard this. He waved his arms and said, "Don't look at my old arms and legs.
, you young people are really no match for you, hahahaha."
Seeing that Liao Hongbo was jumping around and his injuries were not serious, Peng Yun had to give up and agreed that Liao Hongbo should go back and take a rest first.
Opening the door, Liao Hongbo got in, started the engine, and then the off-road vehicle roared loudly.
Looking at Liao Hongbo's retreating back, Peng Yun didn't know why, but he always felt that something was a little awkward, but when he thought about it, he couldn't remember anything. "Maybe I'm too nervous, so I'm a little suspicious now." Peng Yun
With this thought in mind, he turned around and walked towards the crime scene.
There, there is still a lot of work for him to do.
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