Chapter 986: Black rain (down)

The engine roared, and the evacuation team from the small town of Narnia was desperately running west.
They struggled through a road network consisting of trails connecting the farms, and finally opened an east-west gravel-paved highway. The aorta of land transportation was used to pass through each harvest season. The freight train transported the grain to Dunwich.
They walked through the irrigation canals and wide basins, where rows of growing crops were planted neatly, dragging a four-kilometre-long dust trail on the dry white road.
Then the rainstorm caught up with them again.
The black rain washed away the dust, and the wet road reflected the light until their wheels spattered.
To the south of them, the blue sky looked pale.
To the north, it was a dark, greasy asphalt, and a large cluster of rotating, swollen black clouds obscured the light.
Film was checking the drums of his machine gun again. Felix held the steering wheel in one hand, and pulled out his pistol in the other and threw it to Film.
"Check this."
He ordered.
"And my rifle."
The wipers brushed the windows of the car fiercely, and the wind blew through, and the water on the road was scraped into the air like waves in the sea.
Felix tried hard not to pay attention to the black liquid that hit the windshield, gathered like pus on his wiper, and was wriggling nonstop.
Through the rain screen, he saw that the truck in front suddenly lit the brake lights, so he immediately applied the brakes.
The truck skidded violently on the wet ground.
"Oh!! Front! Front! Frontal hit!"
Filming shouted silently, and Felix hugged the steering wheel firmly.
Finally, they stopped hard, but they still knocked off the tail bar of the truck in front.
"This rain! My car is out!"
"It seems that I heard Oak's cry."
"Sir!? Sir! I have wounded here!"
The communicator in the cab was full of shouts.
Felix turned off the annoying car radio and opened the door to get off.
He stared ahead, trying to figure out the cause of the blockage.
But suddenly, something got out of the back of the truck in front of them, jumped onto their hood, and smashed the metal hood into a depression.
It curled up there, and the rain dripped continuously along its exposed fangs.
Although it may actually only be a second, it feels as long as eternity.
This is a big jump with orange-red skin and pimples!
"Sir! Then!"
Filming threw Felix's pistol back to him, and the militia captain grabbed it and fired wildly.
His continuous shooting exploded his jumping tongue, the spore juice squirted out of the opening like a fountain, and the little monster immediately fell off the hood.
More people are fleeing backward along the highway, and they have fallen into blind panic.
The truck in front started again, and the wheels turned wildly, driving ten meters forward, and then rushed out of the road and rolled into the river bed along the embankment.
Felix saw four little monsters leaping towards him, and he still didn't understand how these things appeared.
He slammed on the accelerator.
Two monsters were crushed under the heavy truck, and the other was hit into the air as soon as it hit the wheel front cover.
Film shot desperately out of the window of the cab, and the bullet shell kept falling under their feet.
"Sir! These ghost things are getting more and more!"
The convoy started moving forward again, although several trucks fell over the roadside and one was still burning.
Felix must slow down and drive past them carefully.
At this time, a strange-looking monster with a wide-mouthed mouth appeared outside the cab window beside Felix.
He leaned forward and let Filming fly through the glass through the monster.
It was a group of creatures with wings, thick leather, and a vulture-like appearance, but without a feather.
It was the green eagle who played out the aquatic history gurus, and then created the eagle eagle who played with it.
If there are no fighters of mechanics, they will hold up the sky of Ok, but now they can only be responsible for some simple harassment tasks.
But when they are gathered in large numbers, they still have a strong threat, especially for the weak militia.
And Green Teeth has also developed a new gameplay.
Carrying jumps with a Scotch eagle, and then put a lot on the human head, due to each other’s
"Sir! These monsters are getting more and more!"
A smaller SUV caught up and walked side by side with them.
This is an open short wheelbase vehicle with a light machine gun gun mounted on it.
Felix waved at the driver and then slowed down to follow the buggy.
After a while, the machine gun began to growl and fire in front of the team.
Felix saw some big, long-winged monsters that were torn apart by hail-like bullets and fell to pieces on the road.
Their wheels pressed against the ground wet by pus and galloped away.
Behind them, on the highway, the advancing convoy was attacked by monsters pouring out from farmland and irrigation canals extending northward and chasing them.
The convoy accompanied the transportation convoy, sweeping the fields.
The Skogel Eagle swooped down and swung his paws, but was immediately bombarded by a barrage into a drizzle of mucus and bone shell debris.
Groups of jumps were run over by the speeding wheels, but they continued to succeed.
Boom~!
Suddenly, a truck was hit by two rockets with trailing flames at the same time, lost control and fell off the road, exploding in a dry canal.
Then the grenade also dropped from the sky, blasting two fast-moving transport vehicles into pieces.
The Pioneer Pioneer riding a Scout cavalry arrived ~EbookFREE.me~ They are the Weapon Experimental Squad under the Green Teeth. They were hired by the warlord Barr at a high price as a vanguard to block the retreat of human settlements on the frontier.
The heavy armored vehicles in the convoy fell far behind, and found that they had been separated from the main force of the convoy.
The jumping sea submerged two of them and twisted their bodies torn apart the car like peeling off the seeds.
The remaining two suddenly stopped, turned their cannons, and began bombarding a wave of monsters chasing behind the team like waves.
The crew members knew that they were in danger, and their sense of responsibility made them burn their lives as much as they could.
Boom~!
The flying rocket destroyed one armored vehicle, and the other was hit by an energy beam that looked like green lightning. The death of the shells inside the vehicle exploded the entire tank into pieces.
The colonel of the militia stood at the rear of the high-speed off-road vehicle, manipulating the machine gun.
A Scotch Eagle had just taken the co-pilot out, and now he and the driver were the only ones left.
The young colonel held the trigger tightly and turned back and forth with a towed heavy fire blast to break the jump on the road behind his car.
Bang~!
At this moment, a barbarian riding a Scrooge suddenly accelerated to the side of the SUV, and then threw a jar.
With a bang, the jar full of grease exploded, the phosphor fire instantly ignited the grease, and the flame quickly crawled over the colonel's whole body, swallowing him.
But without saying a word, he was still shooting, knocking the kid from Scrooge.
When the driver was hit by a stray bullet and the out-of-control vehicle hit the rear wheel of a transport vehicle torn apart, the militia corps had only a scorched black arm still on the trigger.