Chapter 1003 The Fourth Person
“Damn rats!”
After realizing that he was alone, the remaining cultist who was still walking in cold weather clothing roared, and then A series of bullets roared in, causing the ice surface to sparkle in the light of the fire.
"Go, go, go! For the Emperor! For the Lizard Steak!!"
Rozim shouted as he rushed towards the guy who was charging towards him, knocking him down with one shot. , causing the two corpses to fall twitching on the ice.
"Hurry up!"
Realizing that the explosion would soon attract other vehicles, the three began to rush in the strong wind.
Soon, they found the vehicle that was almost buried under the snow.
Hank Evans mistook it for a crashed aircraft at first glance.
It is about the size of a third of a truck, with scorch marks all over its body. Clear rivets and welding marks can be seen on the outer shell. There are almost broken wings on both sides. There are two wings behind the butt. A black hole.
Speaking of aircraft, it doesn't look like it can fly.
But in the next scene, Hank Evans almost stared out of his eyes.
That Karen directly knocked off the wing, then took out four wheels from the opened chassis, and installed them on both sides of the car in a daze. Then he folded a red triangle from the wing tip and placed it on the front of the car. .
"No. Boss, are you sure this thing can really drive?"
Hank Evans pointed at this suspected junk thing and didn't quite believe it could run.
"Believe in Karen's technology."
Then they were about to enter the cockpit, only to find that the interior was still very spacious for a mortal, but the closed cabin was filled with the smell of sweat.
But then, Rozim discovered that there was a stranger sitting in the back seat of the car!
It was a young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties, with a thin build, wearing black overalls - the lower-level kind on the deck, with sloppy black hair and a pale face. Wearing a pair of black sunglasses, he was holding his arms across his chest, and on the left side of his thigh was a long object wrapped in cloth, like a sword or knife.
“Who are you?”
Hearing the sound, the man seemed to wake up from his sleep. He turned his head, pulled off his glasses slightly and glanced at Rozim with an indifferent look, and then at Karen next to him.
“Come back.”
“Holy shit, what are you dragging?”
The other party’s cold attitude made Rozim very angry. In the battle group, there were still No mortal would dare to talk to him like that.
Just when he was about to use his fist, Karen quickly stopped him.
"Boss, boss, don't get excited. This is how I look."
"Who is he?"
"He is a friend I met when I was cleaning the toilet. He can take care of me." Yes, he saved me several times when those gangs tried to beat me up. It’s amazing!”
Rozim sneered when he heard this.
“Damn, it turned out to be a toilet cleaner, I thought he was a Space Marine.”
"Boss, I can't even get down without my little brother's help this time."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything to the people you trust."
After muttering, everyone got in inside the car.
Then Karen tried the levers in the car and found the pedals.
He tried to step on the pedal, and the engine suddenly screamed. Then he slammed on the brakes, slamming the cursed Hank Evans into the seat.
"Is this really a car!?"
Hank Evans stretched out his head to look at the driver's seat, only to find some unfamiliar words written on the simple dashboard. He couldn't understand it, but I also gradually mastered the law of pointer beating.
But he found that the man sitting next to him always maintained the same posture, as steady as a mountain!
What the hell!
“Hold on tight.”
Karen warned, then stepped on the accelerator, sending the car speeding towards the far end of the valley.
For the next half hour, they were in a constant state of shaking, bumping, and bumping, and more than once, the entire car spun because Karen failed to ensure the accurate steering of the driving wheels.
Later, after the final spin, the rear end of the car hit a large ice patch and the engine refused to start.
There is a start switch under the steering column, but the switch seems to fall off at any time. Hank Evans is deeply disappointed that he is sitting on a pile of mechanical garbage.
"Boss, do me a favor and pull the one below."
Hearing Karen's words, Rozim looked down and found another activated lever to the left of the brake.
So he bent down with difficulty and stepped hard on the lever with his booted feet.
"Boss!! Something big happened!"
Rozim heard someone calling him, so he raised his head and saw Hank Evans pointing behind him.
When he looked over, he saw through the dirty window a few hundred meters away, three dark shadows flying towards each other in the billowing ice dust. "Fuck! It's so fucking haunting!"
Rozim kicked the lever hard again.
Finally, there was a roar of resurrection from the engine, and Karen hurriedly stepped on the accelerator that was constantly resisting his own strength.
The car spun again, then rushed forward and began to drive on the vast ice field.
It was already bright at this time, and the strong sunlight shone on the ice. Even with goggles on, both humans felt like they were going blind for a moment.
There were white, scarlet, purple, and green spots everywhere, and the ice surface was fan-shaped and curled like foam.
This northern ice sheet is thousands of kilometers wide and extends into the mountains.
“It’s strange, why do these chaos things arrange so many people in this ghost place of ice and snow?”
While thinking, Rozim felt that the car would fall apart at any time. The cart kept bouncing up and down on the undulating ice fields.
“I’m afraid the Black Legion has some plans here. Fierce fighting is going on on the front line, and they have no reason to waste their precious troops here.”
Suddenly, the man who had been silent in the back seat spoke.
Rozim glanced at the other party, then looked away.
“That makes sense. What is your name?”
“Sinlata.”
“Are you really a toilet sweeper?”
"So be it."
While the two were talking, the vehicle continued to speed, but every time it touched the ground again, the flying wheels would smash into pieces of ice. When the driving wheels kissed the ice again, Cron seemed to have little control over his direction.
Rozim also wanted to shoot at enemy vehicles in the distance in the car, but the too bumpy car body caused him to be thrown on the greasy seat from time to time, while Hank Evans simply held on tightly. Live on the metal deck.
However, he unexpectedly smelled the smell of oil.
Hank Evans felt bad, and regardless of the still bumpy car body, he hurriedly climbed to the back of the car. He saw a brown line along the ruts, so he turned around and shouted:
"The car is leaking oil! The fuel tank is broken!"
"I'm so fucking unlucky!"
Rozim cursed, now he understood that one of the needles was falling rapidly What does the instrument mean?
The enemy's pursuers are approaching, large-caliber artillery shells and other bullets explode on the ice around them, splashing layers of ice mist.
He suddenly felt that his ungloved hands were frozen to the steering wheel, and there were bursts of pain.
Two near-misses exploded on the left side of the car, spraying thick and boiling liquid directly into the sky from the explosion point.
“There is water below.”
Hearing Sinlata’s words, Rozim realized that they were probably on top of an icy lake.
He then opened the car window, and the biting cold wind immediately poured in, making the glass covered with frost.
“Dynamite, Hank!”
"What?"
Rozim pointed to the ice on which the pursuers were treading.
“The ice here is as thin as a piece of paper!”
Hank Evans suddenly understood what the other party was thinking, but he realized how crazy this plan was, but seeing the enemy They were only more than a hundred meters away, and he also felt this despair.
There were 12 stick grenades in the satchel. He took out all of them and gave half of them to Rozim.
The fuse was lit, and then they threw the grenades as far and scattered as possible.
Soon, there were twelve huge explosions behind them. At the same time, the explosions also shattered the ice, and the air was filled with boiling foam and ice mist.
Rozim saw some cars flying up and falling completely under the ice when they landed.
Another vehicle was overturned by the explosion, and all the members inside were blown to pieces. The wreckage fell on a piece of broken ice.
"Wuhu! It's great! Heretics, go eat shit! It's still frozen shit!"
After dealing with the pursuers, Hank Evans shouted happily and then closed the car window.
But Rozim in front of him frowned, as if thinking about something.
About ten minutes later, when he saw the mountains in the distance, he suddenly said:
"Let's not go up the mountain first. I always feel that things are a bit weird. Maybe there is a big opportunity waiting for me. We.”
“Uh, boss, will this-”
"Boss, you have the final say."
(End of this chapter)