Chapter Seventy-Two and Three: Two Ambush

"Little Fatty, how are you doing?" Nan Ming asked through the headset.

"Fortunately, we killed three, and there are at least two more... Mr. Nan, there may be more on your side." Zhao Gaofeng's voice was panting, and the sound of bullets was endless.

Nan Ming took a deep breath. There were at least three people on his side, and he dispatched ten small people to ambush them. Next time he goes out, is he going to bring an army?

"By the way, Mr. Nan, there seems to be someone behind your car..." Zhao Gaofeng didn't see clearly just now, but it's always good to be careful.

Nan Ming frowned, put his hand on his lips, made a silent gesture, then reached into his small backpack, pulled out his blind stick, and poked lightly at the back of the car.

"Oh! Don't kill me!" Su Hao screamed in pain and jumped up after being poked by Nan Ming.

"Su Hao!" Nan Ming never expected that the one hiding behind was this brat!

"Get down!" Seeing Su Hao screaming while clutching his butt, Nan Ming suddenly pulled him. Su Hao was standing in the back of the pickup truck, but now he was pulled like this, and suddenly he couldn't stand upright, with his head down. Fall down.

"What are you doing!" Su Hao frantically tried to regain his balance, but he heard a "whoosh...", a bullet flew past his head, and with a bang, it smashed into pieces less than two meters away from him. A stone the size of a fist.

Looking at the stone that exploded suddenly, Su Hao finally understood what happened. If there was a difference of two centimeters, the one that exploded like a watermelon would be his head.

"If you don't want to die, get down quickly!" Nan Ming dragged Su Hao to the back of the car, hiding between the car and the mountain.

Su Hao's lips trembled, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Feilin asked, seeing that there was still blood on his thigh, which was scratched by the bullet just now.

At this moment, Su Hao would have liked to be able to show a cool and indifferent smile and say, "It's okay!"

If possible, he really wished that he could grab two guns out of thin air now, just like the Matrix, rush out handsomely, kill all the enemies one by one, and break out of the encirclement.

But he couldn't do anything right now, his legs were trembling, his body was trembling like an epilepsy, he could only lie there like an ostrich, with his butt out, afraid that he would be exposed again.

Zhang Feilin turned to look at Sister Nan again, this was not the first time he was hunted down, his performance was better than last time, but his face was still pale.

Seeing that Zhang Feilin and Nan Ming were not particularly panicked, Nan smiled bitterly and said, "How can you two be so calm? Have you really experienced this situation many times?"

Zhang Feilin shook his head.

"Huh..." Before Nan Ming could answer, he heard a muffled hum from the earphone, and asked quickly, "What's going on?"

"I'm fine, McGovern was shot..." Zhao Gaofeng said.

"I can't die... maybe a broken rib." McGovern's panting voice came.

He was wearing body armor, a bullet hit him in the chest just now, if it wasn't for the body armor, he might have died.

But even if you wear body armor, you will be injured if you are shot by a bullet.

Nan Ming's heart tightened, and his eyes swept over the people around him.

Under the combined effect of "empathy" and "devotion" permissions, most of the attacks against the lazy gods will be transferred to the people of OTMC, and now there may be more Army and National Ignition Laboratory, as well as other governments such as CIA department.

Under the authority of "empathy" and "devotion", after being attacked by a lazy god, there will only be a one-in-a-thousand chance to bear it by himself, and there will be a 99.9% chance that these attacks will be transferred to others.

But chance, if you examine each sample individually, you will find that it is the least safe thing in the world.

Probability is based on statistics, not strictly counting from one to one thousand, it will fail the thousandth time, maybe it will fail the first time.

For Nan Ming, Zhang Feilin, Nan Jie, and Zhao Gaofeng, this effect is one in a thousand. What is the probability for Su Hao, who is from Su Wenjie's family?

Will it be reduced to one percent, or even one tenth?

More importantly, what kind of changes will people who have been transferred by this power suffer?

For example, several people who were in the same car with Zhao Gaofeng and McGovern might have died because of this reason.

Now only McGovern himself is left, staying with five people protected by empathy authority, the death rate is probably 100%.

To be honest, after spending a few days with McGovern, McGovern worked diligently to protect Nan Ming, worked hard without complaining, and Nan Ming had a good impression of him.

Even, Nan Ming has seen photos of his wife and daughter in McGovern's wallet. He has a divorced wife who is still in the wallet, and a daughter who is going to college. He is probably about the same age as Nan Ming .

McGovern would probably be the next to die.

This made Nanming a little unbearable. Nanming's style is like this. When others treat him well, he will be kind to others.

Zhao Gaofeng's strength is amazing, enough to protect himself for the time being, but in the face of so many people, Zhao Gaofeng didn't wear his special braking power exoskeleton, how long can he last?

Nan Ming was awakened by a gunshot. He turned his head and saw Sister Nan pulled out a Remington 700 from under the back seat, lying on the back of the truck and opened fire.

"Where did it come from?" Nan Ming was surprised.

"Hey, this is the west." Nan said, which cowboy didn't have a gun when he patrolled the ranch? Last time they parked the car aside and walked to the river, otherwise Nan would not have been completely helpless.

Guns are loose in the west, and almost every household has more than one gun. This Remington can usually be used as a police sniper rifle, but it can also be used as a shotgun. It can kill wild boars with one shot. It is very powerful and very powerful. please the farmers.

"My grandfather has an old Tikka T3 for decades. It is very well maintained. I have been hunting with my grandfather since I was a child..." Nan fired again and retracted.

"Poof!" Another bullet flew past Nan's forehead and hit the rock wall behind her. Nan took a few breaths to calm down the panic in her heart.

Driven to a desperate situation, Nan also began to pick up a gun to resist.

For a long time, Nan Ming's self-protection weapon is the blind stick in his hand. In China, a blind stick is enough, after all, it is a country that bans guns.

But in the United States, this blind stick is obviously not enough.

At this time, Nan Ming deeply realized that domestic is better...

"McGovern was shot again!" Zhao Gaofeng's voice came from the earphones, "What are you doing?! Hide well, don't come forward, I'll take care of this, and I'll pick you up!"

Zhao Gaofeng was a little out of breath. At this time, Zhao Gaofeng was already fully fired. Although he was not wearing a special braking force exoskeleton, after a long period of subtle influence at the Lanshen Gym, even without "charging", his physical strength could be called abnormal. He spread his legs and galloped on the mountain at a high speed. The ghostly route made it impossible for the attackers to lock him.

At this moment, he had already confirmed that there were seven enemies around him, four of which had been eliminated just now, and three remained, including two snipers, both at a distance of more than 100 meters.

The mountains and terrain are the biggest obstacles to him.

As long as there are more than ten seconds, Zhao Gaofeng is confident that he can kill these people.