The darkness before dawn enveloped the fields.

On the hills outside the Hang City, the wind blew dust and hit people's faces.

A group of men in black and holding assault rifles looked at the city beneath their feet.

That city is a symbol of the shelter's surface.

The dual-unit cannon at the top of the city is a symbol of civilization, order, and violence.

No one dared to challenge Hangcheng's city defense team, so no one dared to cause trouble within 100 kilometers of Hangcheng.

The middle-aged man with a stubborn face took out a milky yellow e-cigarette and put it into his mouth, taking a deep breath of the chemicals catalyzed by electric current. He stared at the city gate and waited for it to open.

"Boss, the door is open."

Soon a sand truck came out of the door and drove straight to the southeast.

The scumbag put away the electronic cigarette, took out the telescope, and locked the sand cart tightly.

Three seconds later, a green text popped up on the telescope's eyepiece: Target verification.

The slutty man's voice is low but not heavy: "Go."

All that should be said has been said.

You must stop the target vehicle, but you cannot kill the people inside.

These are brothers who have been with the scumbag for many years, who are loyal and reliable, and have extraordinary skills. They have a hundred ways to stop this old-father-level sand cart. However, the rules that cannot hurt others are a bit too much. This is a desert, and even the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled may show their fangs.

A series of red taillights lit up on the hills, and the bright headlights of the car immediately lit up.

The lights hit the sand, and the ground was full of white snow.

The motorcycle roared, and the speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour caught up with the sand bike that was only 80 kilometers per hour. They saw the golden light appearing on the outside of the sand bike. This may be some kind of energy shield, which did not affect the rider, but this kind of high-tech thing appears a bit dissonant when it appears on the antique sand bike.

"The first plan." The scumbag said as she pressed the small red button on the left hand grip.

Whoosh, snoosh!

A guide cable ejected from the outer armor on the left side of the motorcycle, with a high magnetic connection piece at the top, firmly adsorbing on the side of the sand truck.

At the same time, two motorcycles on the right side of the sand truck launched the same guide cable.

"one,"

"two,"

"Three! Powered on!"

Hearing the command from the helmet, the motorcycle rider turned on the switch almost at the same time.

The headlights dimmed.

High-intensity current rushed towards the tiller along the guide cable.

If nothing unexpected happens, the current will destroy the electronic system of the sand truck, and all power-using systems will be paralyzed.

This is the standard routine of sand thieves. When facing sand trucks or higher and faster trucks, they all start with conduction cables.

In order to deal with strong and frequent sandstorms, sand trucks did not install direct external observation windows, and they all rely on terrain radar to analyze the road conditions. If the terrain radar fails, they can only park their cars obediently.

The light shield shrouded on the shell of the tiller was lit up without any sign of weakening.

The sand bike still twisted the S-shaped model with its maximum horsepower, preventing the motorcycle from getting close easily and without losing its terrain radar.

"Five-minute warning!" There is always someone in the sand thief gang with clear division of labor.

Five minutes is the time when Hangcheng receives a request for help and makes a rescue order.

Seeing that the standard routine did not work, the experienced Laosha Thief did not panic and ordered in an orderly manner:

"Plan two."

Wow!

A fierce roar suddenly came out in the convoy, and a motorcycle obviously accelerated, caught up from behind, close to the sand truck.

The sand truck hit it hard.

Bang!

The quality of the motorcycle cannot be compared with the armored sand truck, and it was instantly knocked out.

However, the rider jumped up quickly at the moment of impact and stuck to the outside of the car. His body was covered with electromagnetic chips, which could absorb his own weight.

The sand truck suddenly shook, twisting left and right at a faster frequency, trying to throw the sand thief away from it.

This sand thief is smaller in size and climbs up to the roof with agility and skillfulness, finds the right direction, twists the bomb magnetic plate, and sucks it on the top cover.

He immediately avoided and pressed the detonator.

Bang!

The bomb exploded and lifted the round black cover.

The thieves saw victory in their eyes and shouted, but their voices were stuffed into their helmets.

"Ten Minute Warning." Timed Sand Thieves reminded on the public channel.

The Hangcheng Public Security Team should be dispatched.

There are twenty minutes left to get to the nearby area.

The scumbag ordered: "Take it fast."

The sand thief who was still sucking on the sand truck climbed to the roof of the car again, took off two grenades from his belt, and threw them in.

...

...

Zheng Yi is not stingy with [Holy Shield Technique].

If the Holy Shield hadn't absorbed the current, the Sand Car would have been killed in the first wave of attack. Unfortunately, the Holy Shield Technique is not omnipotent. It is very consistent with the status of Sequence 6, powerful, but has weaknesses.

The weakness lies in its neglect of low-damage behavior, and its arc-shaped cover, not a curve that is close to the protected target.

When the Shaji jumped onto the sand truck, it was determined that it was not harmful, so it was indifferent. Later, the Shaji put the bomb on the fan changer because it was inside the Saint Shield, and the Saint Shield did not make any defense.

Opening a shield is also a skill. If it is opened small, the exposed parts will be attacked;

When the drive is big, it gives people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"It's over today! We're all going to be slaves for others." Lao Banzhang said desperately.

Du Bin and Du Ruo were close together, holding hands, and their bodies were tight.

Xiao Banjia hugged grandpa's seat back tightly, and her teeth trembled.

Zheng Yi saw two black cylinders falling from the exploded hole and put the "tulips" into the belt.

The trend is over.

"It will be fine!" he comforted.

Sequence 2 may be trapped for a while, and it is impossible not to turn the tables!

White mist-like anesthesia gas was sprayed out from both ends of the cylinder, quickly filling the car.

Lao Banzhang felt confused and instinctively stopped the car. Being captured may suffer, but if the car overturned, he would even lose his life.

Xiao Banjia was the first to fall to the ground, and this dose was too high for him.

Du Bin and Du Ruo fell without saying a word.

Zheng Yi found that he had no way to solve the current dilemma. If anesthesia reaches a lethal amount, it can be solved by expelling the disease, but if it is just a simple anesthesia, the doctor will not have any skills to expel it. Even the [Dispelling] of Sequence 5 can dispel magic, skills, curses, toxins... but does not include anesthetic gas.

Zheng Yi exploded a [Sacred New Star].

Sure enough, it was useless, except for Xiao Banjia's reaction that he had a little bit of a reaction - the dose he inhaled had already harmed the body.

Zheng Yi touched the newly bought motorcycle in the anesthesia mist, and then slid slowly against the inner wall, closing his eyes.

The thief wearing a skeleton mask jumped in, turned on the flashlight to scan, skillfully opened the door of the sand truck to let the anesthesia gas dissipate.

The slut was the first to step into the car, just covering his mouth and nose with his hands. He took out the communicator and swept everyone's faces one by one, pointing at Zheng Yi and said:

"take away."

The two thieves stepped forward and quickly put shackles on Zheng Yi - this time they were more advanced, and they were electromagnetic. One of them raised their heads and the other raised their feet, and threw him into the side of the motorcycle.

"Walk."

The scumbag started the motorcycle and left quickly after making a corner.
Chapter completed!