War in Heaven

Fifteen minutes later, an "urban camouflage chariot" that blended with the ridiculous style of the city appeared in Watson's garage.

Watson's bright red Ferrari ENZO has been replaced with military paint. Although the effect of using paint is naturally not comparable to the camouflage effect of tanks and armored vehicles, it still looks like a model. It’s so eye-catching as before.

"Get on the bus."

Lin Chi took a picture of the outer shell of the car, and the door slowly unfolded obliquely upwards, like an eagle with wings.

"..."

Looking at the red racing seat inside the body, Woods, who did not hesitate in the battle, was hesitant for a while:

After a battle with SOG leaders, the eyes under the mask stared at the seat without hesitation. Even if they didn't sit up, there was a dangerous hunch in their minds.

"Commander, you..." Woods stepped back and waved again and again, a reluctant look.

"Get on the bus, this is the order." Lin Chi pointed to the red racing chair inside Ferrari.

The inside of the Ferrari ENZO car also uses a carbon fiber cockpit, which has higher strength than the metal of ordinary cars, but the weight is much reduced.

The carbon fiber material feels similar to plastic, but has steel-like toughness and strength. Although the material of this material is very strong, the price is not comparable to that of metal. Only in super sports cars and racing cars can you see this material.

Seeing Lin Chi’s attitude firmly, Woods can only helplessly sit on the co-pilot seat of the super sports car and firmly fasten the seat belt. Lin Chi also sat in the driver's seat and fixed his body with a seat belt on the seat.

After closing the door, Lin Chi plugged in the key to start the ignition, and then pressed the red one in front of the middle of the cockpit, with the START text button on it, with a few wounded faces, an excited smile appeared:

"Come on, let you see how the old driver drove."

The carbon fiber body began to tremble with a very small amplitude, and the 6.0L twelve-cylinder engine mounted at the rear of the car began to burst into a powerful roar.

"Can I get off?"

Woods’s words just blurted out, and Lin Chi had stepped on the accelerator pedal. Unlike ordinary sports cars, this car only has two pedals of “acceleration” and “deceleration”. Most of the other work is done through the steering wheel and the buttons on the center console.

"Wait……"

Woods exclaimed as he grabbed the bottom of the seat and was "bundled" on the body of the violent chariot. He rushed out of the garage with the body and drove up the streets.

"The sports car can't adapt to this kind of road!" Woods said loudly.

"This car must have been modified, otherwise Watson will not say that it is going to run away." Lin Chi smiled.

- He can see that Watson, the vice president of Kayaland Electric Vehicles, is obviously an avid car enthusiast. This Ferrari ENZO has obviously been modified, even in bad road conditions. , there is still a battle.

The chassis of this super sports car is also made entirely of carbon fiber and peak-wool aluminum sandwich panels, meeting the hardness, weight and safety requirements as much as possible. The racing suspension and high-speed damping system ensure the safety.

puff!

The high-speed smashing tires ran over from a corpse, causing the body to tremble slightly, but it returned to stability. At this time, Lin Chi is about to accelerate to 100 kilometers per hour.

The original ruins on both sides of the road began to blur and became a dull shadow shrouded in sight. Woods closed his eyes and muttered something, like silently praying:

- Even on the most brutal battlefield, he can at least master his own destiny. But from the moment he was wearing the seat belt, his life was completely handed over to the commander. This feeling of inability to control, even Woods is difficult to adapt.

"GOGOGO!" Lin Chi waved his left hand into a fist.

"Commander, hold the steering wheel with both hands while driving..." Woods said weakly.

The city's fascinating Ferrari ENZO super sports car has already reached 150 kilometers per hour. Looking at the wreckage of several tanks passing by on both sides of the road, Woods seems to have a picture of himself and the body. ......

But at this time, Lin Chi, who was driving, has entered the "extreme state" of complete concentration, driving the violent "wild horse" under his body and passing by on the road with bad road conditions.

Because there are so many obstacles on the street, he is only advancing at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour, and the speed has not reached half of the limit speed of this sports car. But even so, it is enough to "stimulate" for the two people in the car.

The whistling wind spurred the eardrums of the two people, and the ruins of the roadside flew back and turned into a fuzzy "background board." Just as Woods, who had just opened his eyes, was going to pray, he saw a gray "square" at the crossroads three hundred meters ahead.

With strong dynamic vision, Woods instantly recognized what the gadget was and shouted: "BTR!"

"I saw."

Lin Chi’s voice just fell, this Ferrari has rushed past the infantry fighting car, bringing up the dust of the sky, leaving only the mercenary patrols behind the face, and the BTR-80 infantry fighting vehicle .

"He wants to fire!" Woods shouted.

"I know I know."

While Lin was calming his own soldiers, he manipulated the Ferrari ENZO and slammed into a ninety-degree turn, drawing a perfect arc into the street next to it, until then, the bang of the infantry fighting turret, It was only late that it rang.

Several shells blew through the houses on the side of the road, but the speed at which the turrets were aimed could not keep up with the speed of the supercars. Lin Chi Meng went down the throttle and took the infantry fighting vehicle in 10 seconds.

But he was too late to breathe, and there were new enemies on the streets ahead.

"Tank!" Woods muttered.

A khaki-coloured M1A2 tank appeared at the far end of the street. The turret pointed directly to the front of the body. It seemed that the gunner inside the tank did not fire immediately. After all, no one can think that this ghost place will suddenly kill a sports car...

boom!

At the moment when the tank was fired, Ferrari had already smashed the body of the tank and turned it into a gray light and disappeared behind the street. By the way, he also flew an infantryman next to him, and the window glass suddenly left a large blood mark.

"call……"

Lin started the wiper and wiped the blood stains on the front window. At this time, Woods, who was still sitting in the car, was about to collapse. He whispered, "I want to get off..."

"Let's wait, we haven't arrived yet." Lin Chi said, looking at the map.

From the nearest strategic location, just one kilometer away, you are about to arrive.

It is because of this super sports car that Lin Chi, who would have wanted to save the hostage in the vicinity, will change his strategy and prepare to kill those players with higher points who are occupying strategic locations.

The supercar that fled the tank and chased a corner, hit the guardrail at the entrance of the underground parking lot on the roadside, and rushed into the dark parking lot. The car did not stop, and there were several camouflage uniforms. The mercenary figure appeared in the aperture of the front headlights, and the dirty face was full of aggressive expressions, and the stunned appearance seemed to see God coming.

Woods opened the window and shot the three unlucky children with a pistol. Then he untied the seat belt and got off the bus. He almost fell and fell.

"Are you okay?" Lin Chi got off the bus and had some numb legs.

As a driver, he has always been in a state of extreme concentration, and naturally there will be no such situation as motion sickness. But sitting in the co-pilot position and going through the "death journey" of Woods, but not necessarily...

"Next time... let me walk." Woods took off the metal mask to reveal the vicissitudes of the unshaven face, and covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was about to spit it out.

"Do you need me to find a bag for you?" Lin Chi snarled.

"I didn't...what's going on." Although Woods' face was a little purple, he managed to suppress the urge to vomit, re-wear the black metal mask, equip the MP5K submachine gun, and look back at the entrance to the parking lot.

Although the enemies on the street did not catch up, it is not yet time to relax. The nearby mercenaries should also be aware of the commotion here, probably on their way to the parking lot.

"Commander, the battle is about to begin." Woods sighed.

"I know." Lin nodded.

Since he has chosen a quick move, he certainly has long considered the risks that may occur. And - being targeted by the mercenary, is also within his calculations.

At the entrance of the parking lot, there was a clutter of footsteps. Lin Chi raised the ACR "great snake" and shot a precise point on the mercenary head that just ran in. Then waved to Woods: "We should withdraw."

Even if you leave this sports car here, the Ferrari ENZO with the key removed is completely unbootable. Even if the mercenaries destroyed the car, it would be no big deal for Lin Chi: this super sports car that could not bring out the map was originally a consumable item in his opinion.

"follow me."

Lin Chi said that he ran towards another exit behind the parking lot. Woods followed him closely, and from time to time he shot a few shots and prevented the mercenaries from entering the parking lot.

"There are not many people, do you want to kill them..." Woods looked at the figures behind the parking lot.

"No need, I intend to lead them to the place occupied by other commanders." Lin Chi said to continue to run forward, a bullet hit the bullet-proof ceramic insert on the back, causing his body to tremble .

- There are only two people on your own side. It is undoubtedly a dead act to attack the strategic location. Although sneaking is a viable option, the difficulty is still high.

If you can attract nearby mercenaries to the place, and you are sitting next to the mountain, it is no doubt better. Mindful of this, Lin Chi also speeded up again and rushed to the exit on the back side of the parking lot.

The strategic location five hundred meters away is currently being occupied by a player named "The Big Man", leaving only three hours of occupation in less than twenty minutes. The current score of the old man is exactly four points. Once the person completes the occupation, his points will immediately reach six points, and the eight-point winning condition is not far away.

For players who are very close to this distance victory, Lin Chi’s attitude is also very clear, only three words:

- Kill him.

The map shows the strategic location of the cross icon, the place occupied by the old man, and the tagged name is “Hamburger Restaurant”. Although I don't know why this ghost place can be judged as a strategic location, there is no time to pay attention to other issues.

Lin Chi and Woods rushed out of the parking lot, into the street under the sun, through the alley in front of them, and rushed toward the Burger King restaurant less than 300 meters away.

At this time, behind the large ruins, the "BURGER-KING" billboard at the top of an exceptionally complete house has clearly appeared in the sight of the two. The mercenaries who are chasing after the chase are also starting to fire from behind, playing a series of bullets against Lin Chi and Woods, who are "holding their heads".

At the same time, on the first floor of the Burger King restaurant, it is still a scene of “being happy”.

Asian man wearing a khaki desert camouflage suit leaning against a plastic chair, legs on a dusty table, bending his eyebrows and closing his eyes, smearing the face with camouflage oil, hanging some melancholy expression.

ID is the "big old man", the reason why he is so depressed is not strange: in the **** battle last night, his special forces have all died, and the followers also hung one. As the troops were completely destroyed, the points were also deducted by one point.

- If the army can leave even one person, he will not be so depressed. Now his occupation is about to be completed. If that point is not deducted, he will accumulate seven points after completing the occupation. As long as he can save his personal qualities, he can win the game!

"Ugh……"

The young man named "The Big Man" sighed a long sigh, opened his eyesless eyes and looked out the window of the gunshots.

Some enemies are firing nearby, and the sound should be close to the restaurant. In this way, there should be no way to successfully complete its own occupation.

"Don't always sigh, young people." An old male voice rang on the back of the restaurant.

The old man who is coming to the old man is a real old man. His hair and beard have already turned white, his face is full of wrinkles left by the years, but his eyes are still stunned and his body is still tough.

The soldier was wearing a dark gray Soviet uniform and was incompatible with the mercenary costumes here. It looked like a veteran who had passed through the last century. The weapon on hand was also a Bobosha submachine gun during World War II. Very old.

"There are enemies coming, old man." The old man sighed.

"I will kill them." The old man said with a dumb voice, and raised the "Bobosa" in his hand.