Chapter 274 Chapter 271 Breakthrough

"Brother, does anyone have extra blankets? I see it's getting late and the temperature is probably going to drop, so I thought..."

Zhuang Xuteng first bought a circle of food and water, put them back in the car, and then made an excuse to buy some blankets and quilts. The truck drivers gathered together thought this was normal and they were totally concerned about the performance of their female companion, so they let him walk around casually. So he approached the vehicle where the traitor's radio station was located again, suddenly pulled out his armor-breaking hammer, and smashed the cargo door with all his strength.

"Bang!" A loud noise startled everyone. They shrank their necks and turned their heads, and saw Zhuang Xuteng tearing off the back door of the broken container, exposing the filth inside to the world. Two people, one set of tables and chairs, one set of radio stations, and two pairs of frightened expressions. One of them suddenly reached for the frequency knob on the radio - he wanted to conceal the target of the call. At this time, a gray ghost energy bomb flew by and directly broke his arm.

One man fell to the ground wailing loudly, and the other had a sickle around his neck. Zhuang Xuteng's movements in the super-calculated martial arts five-dodge state were as smooth as clouds and water, without any pause or waste, and he controlled the situation in the shortest time. He held the sickle in his left hand and hooked it around the man's neck, showing him the shadow gun in his right hand. "If you don't want to die, just obey," Zhuang Xuteng held him hostage and kicked the man with a broken arm in the chin. The man stopped wailing and fainted.

Zhuang Xuteng dragged the people out of the truck and said to everyone: "These two people are talking to the nomadic tribe and choosing targets for robbery. Where is the driver of this truck? What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for him to run away and report the news? "

"Catch him first! Ask him clearly!"

If there is someone who takes the lead, things will be done quickly. The driver was caught, and all the guys controlled by Zhuang Xuteng were attacked. The nomadic tribe was short of money recently and wanted to get a big one, so they came up with a plan: first block the road and let the drivers gather, and then send people to lower their vigilance. It is best to ask the drivers to turn off the steam engines. When a heavy-duty truck is fully loaded, it takes more than ten minutes to re-start the truck with a cold engine and hit the road just to pressurize the steam engine. This time is enough time for the nomadic tribes to rush over and stop them all.

Then a driver waved his fist and said: "Fool, everyone who drives a sports car outside knows that the steam engine cannot stop and will not stop. This plan of yours is purely wishful thinking."

Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said: "They put a lot of hand drills in the car, maybe they want to do something to your tires? I think you'd better check the truck behind you that is carrying old tires. Maybe he's with them."

At Zhuang Xuteng's reminder, the second-level plan of the nomadic tribe was also discovered. If the tire in front is damaged and a large truck is used to block the back, wouldn't the trucks in the middle be completely blocked if there are bad roads with unknown road conditions on both sides? If it doesn't work, they will even destroy all the tires. Anyway, as long as the goods are left and replaced with second-hand tires brought by the cars behind them, the nomadic tribe can repair the trucks here and drive away again.

"The problem now is how to get through." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the time. The remaining time he had estimated before was almost exhausted. He could not stay here for long. So he suggested: "Either wait here, or drive over. There must be a roadblock on the other side, and the vehicle that rushes over first will be damaged - but we now have two vehicles that volunteer themselves."

These two vehicles were a truck with a radio station and a truck full of tires. Zhuang Xuteng suggested using them to pass the test.

"The key is whether you can follow and rush over." Zhuang Xuteng said to everyone: "I will drive in the lead and rush out of a road, and the others behind will be able to pass along as long as they follow closely. The first car is the most dangerous, and the last car is less dangerous. After successfully breaking through, they may attack those who remain.”

Some drivers expressed confusion and asked: "Young man, are you in such a hurry?"

"Are you going to stay here and wait to be attacked by those people after dark?" Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said, "Their plan includes a rush. What are you going to do? Wait here, or turn around and go back?"

"Turn around and go back, but you have to do it all over again. If you stay here, you will be at the mercy of others. It seems that we can only pass. Young man, as long as you charge ahead, we will follow."

"Then it's settled." Zhuang Xuteng clapped his hands and said, "It's dusk now and it's not completely dark yet. It's our last chance. If it's later, we'll have to turn on the headlights, so there's no suddenness. In addition, , The nomadic tribe has never been diligent, and they will definitely pay attention to the direction of the oncoming traffic when the road is closed, so we have to rush across from the opposite lane, and then seize the opportunity to turn back, so that the chance of success is higher. "

"You're right, you are very thoughtful." Several drivers nodded and said, "We will follow you and let your female companion's car be between us for better protection."

"Then rush!"

Zhuang Xuteng told Nightingale and Yanque about his plan, and they both sighed at the same time. "Although I think you are a little impulsive, if you think this will help the mission, then you can do it. Do you need us to drive a car?"

"No. I'm driving the first one. The tire truck is driven by a driver, and he follows me. You two just need to drive the car." Zhuang Xuteng leaned close to the window and whispered: "Follow closely and be careful. If possible chaos occurs, just drive under the roadbed. This car is small and can handle short distances.”

"You take care of yourself." Nightingale raised her hand, lightly scratched his nose, and said, "The front is the most dangerous, you have to be careful."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded, then turned around and boarded the truck. He put the car in neutral, raised the steam engine pressure to the highest level, and then led the way out.

Trucks of all sizes lined up in a column behind him, all turning off their lights. The afterglow of the setting sun allowed them to see the back of the car in front of them, and it was blurry in the distance. But it didn't matter, they just had to follow the car in front.

Zhuang Xuteng squinted his eyes, allowing his vision to work for as long as possible. Then, in the last light of the day, he saw the situation on the road ahead clearly, and then remembered it firmly in his mind. When the afterglow disappeared, the black smoke column in the distance also merged with the night, and could no longer be seen, and the convoy was basically hidden in the darkness.

At this time, the eyes have not yet switched from day to night mode, and there will be a period of time when the vision is the worst. Especially for nomadic tribes, they use fires to illuminate themselves for warmth, and the nearby light further weakens their night vision. When they heard the sound of car engines in the noise of conversation, the convoy was only more than 200 meters away from them.

"Are there fat sheep coming?" Many people covered their eyes with their hands and looked into the darkness.

Zhuang Xuteng took a deep breath and increased the speed of the vehicle to the highest level. He had seen clearly before that the roadblocks of the nomadic tribe had loopholes. The main anti-impact direction corresponded to the direction of the road, so if the checkpoint was attacked from the other side, the difficulty would be much lower. In front of Zhuang Xuteng were two cars, with their fronts facing each other and facing the far end. As long as they hit from the middle, the two cars would be thrown to both sides and make way for a road.

"Come on!" Zhuang Xuteng suddenly turned on the lights and gave the group of people a high beam shock.

Under his leadership, the lights of the convoy were all turned on. It was a long dragon of light, flying out of the steam. At this moment, Nightingale said to Rock Sparrow: "Sister, it's up to you."

Rock Sparrow nodded and smiled, pressed his forehead with both hands, opened the implant and extended his tentacles. She entered the communication system of the nomadic tribe through the radio connection of the traitor car, and then ordered them to play a harsh sound. This specially programmed audio makes people feel headache and nausea. If you wear headphones, it will make people lose balance and have difficulty controlling their bodies. Although the effect will not last long, they only need to temporarily confuse the command system of the nomadic tribe to achieve their goal.

Blood flowed down the bridge of the nose. Yanque had long been accustomed to it and took out the prepared tissue to wipe it. At this time, the sound of Zhuang Xuteng hitting the roadblock car came from the front, and then there were bursts of exclamations. Several ghost energy bombs flew in the air and hit some vehicles. Hasty shooting made it difficult to hit the driver of a high-speed vehicle, and the shadow guns of the nomadic tribe were one level lower than the gangsters' guns, so they could not fire many shots.

Zhuang Xuteng held the steering wheel tightly and used the tactile perception ability of the supercomputing martial arts to grasp the state of the vehicle to prevent it from losing balance in the violent collision. The enemy was illuminated by both the fire and the car lights. Zhuang Xuteng glanced at them and found the commanders who might be higher-level commanders based on their attire and equipment. These people posed a greater threat to the convoy than the gunmen. As the ghost energy bullet shattered the glass, he not only judged that the shot must have missed, but also raised his right hand and made his own aim.

He fired a shot, piercing a skull and breaking a chain of command. Next, he rushed through the middle of the two lanes, used the flying vehicle to sweep away three or four people, and finally broke through the blockage.

There was an open road ahead, and everyone just had to run away. Zhuang Xuteng felt the bumps under his buttocks and knew that his car was not working. After all, this was not a white beast armored vehicle, but a medium-sized truck. Its front was damaged in the collision, and hot steam was already puffing out; the tires should also be broken, and the whole car tilted to one side. Zhuang Xuteng stretched out his hand from the window of the cab, signaling the vehicle behind to overtake him and continue on his way. Then, while the car still had power, he quickly pulled over to make way.

Every car that passed by him would honk the horn as a tribute and thanks to him. Zhuang Xuteng left the car and observed the checkpoints of the nomadic tribe. There was chaos there, many people covered their ears and staggered, and more people were furious at the convoy that was whizzing by. A car stopped beside him, and Nightingale waved to him and said, "We have business to attend to, let's go!"

"Yes, we have business to attend to." Zhuang Xuteng opened the door and jumped into the car, and hurried to catch up with the large group and surpass the large group.

"We can barely make it in time, we have to drive at full speed." Zhuang Xuteng observed the situation behind him from the rearview mirror, and then noticed the inconspicuous bloodstain on Yanque's face. He frowned, pointed at her face, and asked, "How did you get hurt? Was it a stray bullet?"

"Silly, the car windows are not broken, how did the stray bullet fly in?" Rock Sparrow shook his head and said, "I used my ability to make their heads buzz through the communication system. Using only intelligence spy implants will make the face bleed, there is no way. The brain is the area with the richest blood vessels in the human body, and the capillaries on the face are also. There is no way to prevent bleeding, you can only wait for it to recover slowly."

"Huh... It sounds painful." Zhuang Xuteng took out the hemostatic spray from his pocket and handed it over. Rock Sparrow said she had a better one and had used it. "Okay, I know you can take care of yourself, I just want to show my appreciation. Nightingale, do you want me to drive next?"

"I noticed that your eyes have not been modified, and we have night vision. I will drive, so we can drive faster."

"That's great." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "If you need to replace him, just call me and I'll seize the time to take a nap."

After saying that, he pulled on the seat belt and fastened it, tilted the seat back, and pretended to go to sleep. Yanque leaned over from the back seat and dangled his fingers on Zhuang Xuteng's face. "Are you really going to sleep? Can't the two of us stay with you?"

Zhuang Xuteng smiled: "The way you talk is a bit like Brother Dao: it sounds normal, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to have other meanings. Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about yourself. For example, why are you acting so strange?" Yanque said: "I noticed that you consciously look away every time you look at us. This is strange, we did not show any hostility towards you. , you are even welcome to come, why do you feel guilty?”

"Uh... polite?" Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said, "I don't remember that I deliberately looked away."

"You do." Nightingale sighed and said, "You don't shy away from others when you look at them, but when you look at us... you avoid us, is it because of our middleman Stair?"

"I didn't intentionally look away." Zhuang Xuteng shook his head vigorously.

"If it's not intentional, it's just unintentional. It hurts people even more." Yanque retracted his seat, held his face in his hands, and sighed softly. Nightingale said while driving: "Style will give us some jobs as prostitutes, so it is understandable that you despise us. We don't like this situation, but we can no longer replace the middleman - Naike, can you understand? ?”

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "When you entered the industry, didn't you try to find a female middleman, such as Lucy?"

"I heard that you were introduced to the industry by Brother Dao. He is your introducer and directly guarantees you, letting Lucy be your middleman."

"That's right." This is a situation that everyone in the industry knows, and there is no need to deny it.

"When we entered the industry, we were introduced by someone who was willing to support us in using our brains. Such opportunities are rare and we have no other choice. There is a contradiction here: if you don't join the industry, you don't know what it's like; if you join the industry , you missed the opportunity to choose.”

Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said, "Why don't you refuse those disgusting tasks?"

"We are not official intelligence officers. Our implants need to be taken care of, which costs a lot of money. This is a debt that we cannot escape." Nightingale explained: "The two of us are still young and don't want to be with other intelligence officers. Likewise, we will never see the light of day again in this life. We choose to act as mercenaries, and this freedom comes at a cost. Our mercenary commissions are not enough to maintain the implant, and we are always in debt if we do not want to be side effects. Torture, then you can only listen to Stair."

"This is really too bad." Zhuang Xuteng sighed.

"Who told us to choose that way in the first place?" Yanque shook his head and said, "Naike, we just want you to stop avoiding us. You are free and have a good partner and a good middleman. We envy you. , but please don’t hurt us.”

"Uh... I really don't... Okay, I agree." Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said: "Oh, by the way, if you trust me, I can try to help you reduce the pain of side effects. Who can give me a headache? one time?"