advanced player in arc

Chapter 90 Injured
Potential, as the name suggests, potential is potential energy. According to the law of conservation of energy, energy can neither be destroyed nor created, it can only be transformed from one form to another, or transferred from one object to another, and During conversion and transfer, the total amount of energy remains constant.

The energy intake and energy consumption of human beings are not proportional. Basically, the energy intake is greater than the energy consumption. The excess unconsumed energy will not disappear and will be converted into other forms for storage, such as fat and adrenaline. , or a certain kind of special cell nutrient, has been stored like that all the time.

Until one day, in some specific situations, such as life-threatening moments.The gray matter layer and white matter layer of the brain doubled in an instant, and the energy was consumed at a rapid rate, and the human potential was also activated!
The whole body's nervous system, muscle response, every cell, explodes!Superman's nerve response, speed, jumping ability, and strength all burst out, and he can do things that are impossible to do normally!
However, it has been proved in real time that the potential is not easy to explode. If it was really easy to explode, this world would have become a world of supernatural powers.

Bill and the others are like this now. They have reached the critical moment of their lives, and they feel that all their energy is devoted to aiming and shooting, but they are also desperate if they can't hit or can't hit.

"Fake, it won't hit at all! If you continue to shoot like this, you won't be able to hit them even if the bullets run out. What the hell is their car shaking all the time!" Bill said angrily.

"Nonsense, if you hit someone's car, can they not hide? They seem to have noticed your intentions, you'd better save some bullets, aim and shoot again!" Dong Chen said to Bill while driving.

Just now, thick clouds officially blocked the sight of the reconnaissance satellites, and also covered the scorching sun for a group of people who were fighting fiercely, so that they could fight more... hotter in a cooler environment, and at the same time No. [-] can no longer provide real-time image support for Dong Chen.

"I must have noticed our intentions. They started to take an irregular route. They... not good, their firepower has started to increase again. Go back!" Ivan said a little bit while shooting, and found the situation halfway through. Not good, hastily sounded to remind everyone.

"Ah! Falk, I was hit! My arm!" After Ivan finished shouting, someone yelled and fell down in the carriage.

When everyone heard the yell, they hurriedly looked over, and suddenly found that Zon was leaning on the seat with his right hand in his arms and crying, and the sleeve of his right hand was already stained red with blood.

"Zon, Zon, are you alright?" Ian quickly dropped the gun and looked at Zon's arm. He tore open the sleeve and saw that it was a penetrating wound, which was not serious. A piece of flesh was gone and was bleeding profusely.

The others didn't care about shooting anymore, and they all came to see Zon's injuries, while Bill took out a medicine box from under the seat and threw it to Ian, "Quickly bandage him, there are bandages and hemostatic medicine inside. Don't look at the others, hurry up and shoot."

Ian quickly took the medicine box, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandages, and was about to bandage Zon, but seeing him still hugging his arms and howling, pushing him, he felt distressed and funny, "Okay, stop howling." , your arm is not broken, so where is the momentum of fighting with the little hooligans! Howl again and wait for the arm to be scrapped! We are running for our lives, let me bandage you quickly."

"Fuck, you can't hit at all!" Bill came from over there beating and cursing.

After listening to Ian's words and other yelling, Zon stopped howling, just kept breathing, and let him bandage his arms, "Who said ~ hiss ~ please lighten up, who said that I have no momentum, My current aura~ hiss~ I don’t know how much higher than it was before, I’m confronting terrorists, I~ oh~ shit~ can you take it easy!”

"It's too difficult to shoot. I've run out of bullets. Is there any bullets left? It won't work at all!" said Louis over there after firing the last bullet.

"Okay, the bandage is done! It's okay, hey, where is your gun?" Ian patted his leg after bandaging him, and suddenly found that his gun was missing, so he asked strangely.

"My bullets are gone, Ivan, is there any bullets?" Al asked Ivan.During the bandaging, the compartment was always in a mess. Basically, the bullets were running out, and the bullets fired did not play a big role.

"It fell off, just now~ hiss~ when he was shot, his hand went limp and he fell off." Zon looked at the messy bandaged arm and said speechlessly.

Since the reconnaissance satellite was blocked by clouds, No. [-] could not provide real-time image support, so Dong Chen could only concentrate on driving while looking at the rearview mirror. He took the time to ask Zon, "How is it, Zon?" , all right."

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm great!" Zon replied to Dong Chen, and made a bodybuilding movement with his uninjured arm, expressing that he was fine.

After listening to his words, Dong Chen was about to say a few more words, when suddenly the voice of No. 7 came from the earphone, "Sir, the clouds have been dispersed by the wind, the rear fighting area, the terrorist forces have won, and two armed vehicles are coming here , and is expected to arrive in ten to seven minutes."

"What? No, Bill, you drive and give me the gun."

This is really a damn surprise. I originally thought of running first, and when the terrorists over there couldn't hold on anymore, they would naturally call this car back for support.But in the end, I didn't expect that it was the terrorists who won, and the regular army was too useless.

Is the regular army too good, or the terrorists too powerful?
But no matter what, I and others have to get rid of the tails behind them as soon as possible, and I can no longer expect them to retreat, and harassment tactics will not work.

Bill, who was carefully shooting backwards, heard Dong Chen calling him, and quickly turned around and asked, "What's the matter, Dong, what did you say?"

"I said, give me the gun, I'll shoot, you drive, hurry up." Saying that, he got up and gave Bill the steering wheel.

It's just that Bill was a little hesitant, hesitatingly said: "How about your marksmanship, isn't the management of your Huaguo very strict?"

"You don't need to worry about it. No matter how strict the management is, we still have a shooting club, and how bad can it be? Hurry up!" Dong Chen said seriously.

"Okay, here, give me a little room and let me pass." Bill didn't hesitate any more, and handed the gun to Dong Chen to exchange seats with him.

"No need, just hold the steering wheel and let him drive straight forward, 30 seconds." Dong Chen took the gun, stopped talking nonsense with Bill, handed him the steering wheel, and poked his head out of the window.

Seeing Dong Chen throwing the car to himself so irresponsibly, Bill could only straddle the center console, he moved one leg over, and asked Dong Chen to take the foot off the accelerator and replace it with his own, and then He leaned over and grasped the steering wheel.

After Dong Chen poked his head out of the window, he let the whistling wind and the whistling bullets pass by his head, adjusted his movements several times, but the angle of view was not very good. Compared with the body of this leisure touring car There are too many general car lengths, and the car behind is still swaying from side to side, appearing in his field of vision for only a few seconds.

However, enough is enough.

He first casually fired two shots backwards to experience the recoil, performance and ballistics of the gun.Then he calmed down, feeling the speed of the wind, the humidity of the air, and the time when the target appeared.

When the target appeared in his field of vision again, it pointed its muzzle at the driver's side, and he felt that time slowed down for a while.

"boom--"

(End of this chapter)