Chapter 615: Ambush and chaos (Part 1)

When the ambush started, Miveman had to admit that they were beautiful and cunning.
He felt that he should have expected this to happen. After all, he had received a warning before leaving the waste city, saying that the rebels they were about to face were organized and efficient, but the comfort and no exception along the way. The scenery makes him mistakenly believe that it is completely safe, which feels completely overwhelming that reliable delusion.
The motorcycle of the drag racing boy was opening the road with a loud horn, and the boys who were marching with their feet on the road hurried to the side of the road.
So for him, it is not difficult to notice that a bigger and heavier motorcycle is following the team's trajectory.
Generally speaking, this congested road can't drive so fast, but the team has cleared a way, so he takes the advantage.
At the time, Miveman couldn't see the rider's face. He was wearing a helmet that was no different from the average motorcycle kid, except for the bright flame pattern that spanned the entire helmet.
This pattern matches the red and yellow spray paint on his motorcycle and the blood-red leather coat he and his passengers wear.
The kid sitting in his back seat didn’t wear a helmet, but just wore a pair of goggles, and a bunch of Sigger hairstyles spread like flags in the wind. When they approached, Miveman didn’t even restrain himself from waving. impulse.
"How come..."
In the communicator, Udo's voice passed through the loud noise of sudden braking into Miveman's ear, and his inertia caused him to pour forward from the seat close to him, almost spilling the wine in the glass.
A huge vehicle parked in front of them, slanting across the middle of the road, its cab has been buried in the sand.
Obviously, the driver of this garbage truck was a stupid person. He made a mistake in judging the distance and turned over while avoiding the sidelines. Now the entire container is just blocking the road.
"Let him drive away! Otherwise, I will blow it away with a cannon! Idiot!"
"I'll deal with it."
A nearby motorcycle kid waved at Meviman, and he speeded up.
After a while, he stopped by the truck's cab, and then began to quarrel with the driver.
"Boss, a little...not right."
Suddenly, Udo's head popped out of the front hatch, and his observation power was always good.
Judging from the severity of the accident, the truck should be able to drive away, not to mention clamoring with the bodyguard, especially considering the special purpose of this team.
They accepted the direct command of the overlord and will be the first to support Blackrock Castle as a pioneer. There are a total of thirty combat vehicles and hundreds of motorcycles, as well as fast armored vehicles modified by Meviman-his dirty tanks last time He suffered a lot in the battle and was lying in the workshop of the abandoned city. Now he is driving a temporarily modified battle fortress.
The armor is weak, but the speed is fast, and the many weapons on it can crush a large group of rebels mercilessly, which is enough.
After seeing it for a while, Miveman started from the front with a sudden burst of guns and turned off the insurance. After all, having experienced so many hardships together, he still believed the gunner's intuition.
"What do you mean, boss?"
The deputy gunner was still blank.
At this moment, the motorcycle behind them roared to the side of Mwiman’s fast battle fortress. Mimiman found that the barrel of an oversized shotgun was facing him, and the kid holding the gun was facing Smiling at me, his scarred face and wide mouth seemed to have more teeth than normal.
Then he pulled the trigger.
Bang~!
At the same time, there was a loud noise in the carriage, and then for a while, Miveman wondered why he was not dead. When he smelled the air covered by the smoke, he learned that Udo shot first.
The kid fell backwards in the back seat, and the high-speed projectiles flew out of the thick car body from a few centimeters away from Miveman's shoulder. They must have prepared this ammunition to deal with the armored target. .
"What's going on?"
The secondary gunner was still a stupid man who didn't wake up. It seemed that as an armored soldier, his reaction was slower, but Miveman thought that his eyes should be looking at the road at that time.
"There is an ambush!"
Miveman said succinctly, and at the same time turned the muzzle of the heavy assault gun, but there was no chance to aim at the rider next to him, and the guy was too fast.
Udo immediately reacted, slamming the heavy tail and knocking him off the road.
The rider flew out, struck a beautiful parabola on the truck that was still blocking the road, and then flew away.
"I'm going around!"
The gunshots suddenly sounded, the boys suddenly started firing at each other, and the scene was confused.
Miviman's car taxied into several other big cars, then stopped in the opposite direction, facing the endless vehicles.
The car behind came flooding like a flood, filling up every inch of open space.
A light garbage truck, as seen from the sign on the side, should be the mobile base of a group of garbage guys. It was hitting the side of the fast armored vehicle, and a crack was cracked in the door.
"It's also blocked here!"
Odo said, and then shot a kid wearing a bile green and orange jacket, his yellow dyed Scrooge hair standing on his head, as if he had plugged his fingers into a power outlet same.
Of course, what attracted Udo's attention was the shotgun in his hand, and the style that the motorcyclist who had thrown the trick just wanted to use for them.
"We are trapped!"
Udo yelled after a few shots. It sounded not angry but angry. This is really reassuring. If the panic in Miveman’s heart does not exceed the weight of the whole kid~EbookFREE.me~ Wear The kid in the ugly jacket fell down to hide himself behind a screaming fart, who were huddled together and fled.
Miveman glanced around, hoping to see his associates. He knew they must be somewhere nearby, but there was nothing to gain. His eyes were blocked in almost every direction.
"No, we haven't!"
Miveman, at the same time, took his chainsaw axe out of the cabin and drove to the highest speed, hacking the garbage truck beside him.
Suddenly, the car was full of Mars and smoke, but Miviman still cut the unstable shells of the two garbage trucks. The driver inside was blank, but Miviman ignored him, but directly Kick the door open.
He stretched his hands and stood on the roof of the car.
But he didn't stay on the roof long enough. You know, to be an obvious goal, the ranking of all the mechanics want to do is never very high.
When he slid back into the battle fortress, he tried to recall what he had just seen.
The shotgun player in the ugly jacket was in a position that would make their days not so good. When Meviman looked up, he found that he had clear vision.
As far as he knew, there were all kinds of surprises in the shotgun. He suspected that their opponents, no matter who they were, would not restrict themselves to using only shotguns and iron bullets.
The kid and fart running around made it almost impossible for him to distinguish how many of them were approaching his position, but there was no doubt about where they came from. Meviman-this must be a rumor. What the army does.
When he stooped back to the armor behind the peace of mind, he suddenly saw the driver of the truck blocking the road jumping out of the cab, holding a huge sudden gun in his hand.