Urban Black Technology Boss

In the dark places on both sides of the checkpoint, dozens of flames suddenly lit up, which were the muzzles of dozens of bullets.

After the RPG sneak attack failed, the enemies who had been ambushing nearby fired decisively.

Bullets formed a hail of bullets, shooting wildly towards the Humvee in the middle of the street.

Da da da! ! !
The Humvee retreated sharply against the rain of bullets. The bullets jingled on the bulletproof glass and armor, and the white glass powder scatter in all directions, leaving large white bullet marks.

Although the bullet failed to penetrate the bulletproof glass, obvious network cracks appeared on the glass.

Under the control of the robot driver, the Humvee accelerated in a straight line and quickly retreated to the back of the street, quickly getting out of range of the enemy's machine gun.

The damaged windshield seriously affected Tang Long's vision, and he had to retract the high-powered pistol.

Hearing the fierce gunshots outside the car window, Song Mingcheng huddled in the back seat and asked in a trembling voice, "What happened? Why did the government forces attack us?"

After firing a round of bullets, Sergey retracted the submachine gun into the car, and said with a sullen face, "That's not the government army. The government army will not deploy such strong firepower at the checkpoint."

Benjamin, who was hiding behind the front seat, raised his head and asked, "Then who are they? The rebel organization? Or mercenaries?"

Apart from government forces, the only ones capable of carrying weapons into the Syrian capital are major mercenary organizations and underground rebel organizations.

"Do you think the rebel organization can get RPG and so much firepower in the city?" Sergey sneered, stretched out the submachine gun with the magazine replaced, and fired at the soldiers who were chasing ahead.

Through the front windshield, Benjamin saw more than a dozen armed soldiers chasing after him regardless of casualties, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

These people are definitely not government troops who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

If these people are mercenaries masquerading as government forces, who are they targeting?
Is it Song Mingcheng, or himself?
Perhaps it was no accident that he was kidnapped by the rebels this time!
Is he really going to die in Syria this time?

Benjamin's eyes fell on Tang Long who was in the co-pilot seat. Despite being ambushed, this young Chinese man was still very calm, as if he was not worried about his safety at all.

At this moment, Tang Long put all his attention on his mobile phone. Although he heard what everyone said, he didn't have time to take care of these things.

Just now he killed two of the enemy's RPG shooters, but the opponent's firepower was too fierce, and if this continued, the Humvee would be finished sooner or later.

It is not safe to stay in the car all the time. They must abandon the car and escape before the Humvee is blown up.

However, Tang Long didn't know the enemy's situation outside. If there were ambushes on both sides of the street, without the cover of the bulletproof body, he would only become a living target if he went out.

Quickly operating the phone, the bionic drone was reactivated, and two gray pigeons flew silently from the roof of the car into the night sky.

"Tang, what should we do next?" Sergey noticed Tang Long's movements and knew that he was checking the enemy information sent back by the drone.

Hearing Sergey's words, Benjamin and Song Mingcheng also looked up at Tang Long.

Now, their only hope is Tang Long.

Noticing the gazes of the three, Tang Long raised his head and glanced quickly out of the car window, and said in a deep voice, "Open the door and prepare to abandon the car."

He has already observed the footage sent back by the drone. There are no crowds gathering in the houses on both sides of the street, so there should be no ambush.

On the contrary, there are already enemies chasing him in front of him.

With the infinite intrusion system, Tang Long is not worried that he will fall here, the only thing to pay attention to is Song Mingcheng.

If it doesn't work, he can travel to the world of "Mechanical Enemy" to avoid danger, but Song Mingcheng will be dead in this way.

He wouldn't do it unless it was absolutely necessary.

If Song Mingcheng was left to die like this, Tang Long would not be able to face Song Qingwan in the future.

The Hummer accelerated to an intersection and stopped next to a telephone booth on the side of the road.

The phone booth just gave them cover and was a good place to stop.

Tang Long glanced at the pursuers on the street in the distance, turned his head and said to Sergey and the others, "Just get off here, and walk the east side of the street to bypass the checkpoint."

Everyone in the car immediately opened the front and rear doors, lowered their heads and prepared to get out of the car.

Suddenly, a palpitating feeling came to his heart, and Tang Long shouted: "Jump all the cars, hurry up!"

This time, no one hesitated. Everyone, including the robot driver, immediately jumped out of the car and ran wildly to both sides of the intersection.

After getting out of the car, Tang Long saw a rocket flying from a distance out of the corner of his eye, aiming at the Humvee behind him.

Before he had time to think about it, he grabbed Song Mingcheng's right hand and threw him down beside the ruins of the house on the side of the road.

Boom!

A mass of orange flames exploded from the Humvee, and steel fragments mixed with the burning car wreckage flew in all directions.

Fortunately, Tang Long pulled Song Mingcheng to lie down in advance, otherwise he would definitely be hit by the wreckage of the car.

But Sergey and Benjamin were not so lucky. They were blown away by the shock wave of the explosion and fell into the middle of the street.

After landing, Tang Long immediately let go of Song Mingcheng's hand, and at the same time took the high-energy pistol at his waist with his right hand, and then rolled over to the trash can on the side of the road.

At this time, a pickup truck drove two soldiers to chase them ten meters away. One of them was carrying an empty bazooka and laughed loudly: "Look, I hit it! I hit it!"

Tang Long got up quickly, squatted behind the trash can, raised his hand and fired several shots at the pickup truck compartment.

puff puff! !
Two soldiers were shot in the head, and one fell off the pickup truck. The driver braked and jumped out of the vehicle.

"Fack! They're not dead yet, be careful!" someone cursed in English in the distance.

A dozen pursuers stopped immediately and shrank behind the nearest bunker.

The target's marksmanship is so accurate, no one dares to show it rashly.

Tang Long turned his head and saw Song Mingcheng lying on the ground trembling, not daring to move, he quickly greeted in a low voice: "Mr. Song, hurry up!"

Song Mingcheng looked up and saw that Tang Long was calling him, and ecstatically crawled towards him quickly.

He has lived in the stable China since he was a child, and he has never experienced such a scene. At this time, he looked at Tang Long with a closer look than his own father.

At this time, Tang Long found Sergey and Benjamin in the middle of the road lying motionless on the ground, not knowing what was going on.

The robot driver next to him was fine, looking up at Tang Long and waiting for his instructions.

Tang Long hurriedly ordered: "No. 1, bring the two of them here."

The robot driver's eyes lit up, and under Song Mingcheng's stunned gaze, he stood up, grabbed Sergey and Benjamin one by one, and quickly ran towards Tang Long.

The mercenary leader hiding behind the bunker in the distance saw this scene through the binoculars, and said in a voiceless voice: "Fake! Who is our opponent? Is this arm strength still human?"

"What are you doing in a daze, shoot!" the mercenary leader came back to his senses and shouted angrily.

Da da da! ! !
The few mercenaries walking in the front immediately stood up and opened fire, a series of bullets shot towards the robot driver.