Off-road trucks did not accelerate, but instead deliberately slowed down in summer.

The pursuers in the rear were getting closer and soon, more than a dozen modified heavy-duty off-road motorcycles approached the truck.

The heavy motorcycle made a huge roar, each motorcycle was a car of two people, and the riders sitting behind were holding AK series assault rifles.

The pursuers were all wearing tight short-sleeved black leather jackets, with more than half of their hair being pushed off, revealing their shiny forehead and a huge nose ring strung on their nose.

They exposed the limbs outside the leather jackets with more or less radiation traces, some were large gray spots, and some had deformed sarcoma on their necks.

The motorcycle riders shouted, and as the motorcycle approached, the riders in the back seat began to hold guns in both hands to aim at the truck.

At a distance of 200 meters, a rider pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the rear compartment of the truck, making a sharp impact sound, splashing out sparks, and then ejected away.

Xia Tian braked suddenly, opened the door, jumped out, leveled the sniper rifle, pulled the trigger, and did it in one go!

As the gunshots were fired, the rider who had just shot was instantly lifted off his upper half of his head, and blood and brain plasma splattered all over the rider in front.

Xia Tian gave the team members a cold order in a cold tone: "Kill them all, don't use superpowers, use guns!"

Who are these people? Did they have a temporary intention or had some premeditation? What power is behind them?

For summer, none of these matter.

All he knew was that the pursuers were hostile, and the pursuers fired the first shot of the attack, which blocked his way home.

This is a massacre of mortals overestimating their abilities by the awakened ones, and the battle ends very quickly.

Three minutes later, Gong Lin drove the trophy and a heavy motorcycle was the first to speed out. Yang Ziyu, who was holding a modified AK-109, sat in the back seat of the motorcycle.

Zhang Wei threw another heavy motorcycle into the back compartment of the truck, Huang Chao put the bullets collected by the girls into the ammunition box, and then everyone waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, Gong Na walked to Xia Tian and said, "Sister is already ten kilometers away, everything is safe in front of you."

Xia Tian nodded and summoned everyone to get in the car. This time, Aiguli drove instead. He sat in the back compartment and did not sleep for two days and two nights. With his true demon-level physical fitness, he felt a little tired.

As twins, the two sisters Gong Lin and Gong Na have special spiritual communication skills, so Xia Tian divided the two sisters into two groups and took turns to serve as scouts and scouts in front.

Heavy motorcycles are far more flexible than off-road trucks and are more adaptable to various terrain. Gong Lin drove the road ahead, greatly reducing detours and wrong roads. Off-road trucks were able to avoid various large and small pits. Even if they were driven by the girl Aiguli, the speed was getting faster and faster.

Not long after getting on the bus, Xia Tian sat obliquely in the carriage and entered a sleeping state.

His strings were too tight these two days. In the shaking car, he was accompanied by the roar of the diesel engine and the tire noise from the huge tires. After a while, he made a slight snoring.

He was in a daze in the middle and half woke up for a while. He felt a girl holding his arm and sleeping soundly against his shoulder. He half-squinted his eyes and saw that it was Gong Lin who was back. He didn't think much about it, and continued to fall asleep with a smile.

Later he woke up again, and the girl was sleeping beside him so that the girl was replaced by Gong Na, and Zhang Wei was missing in the carriage. It seemed that it was Gong Lin's turn to be the scout again.

This sleep lasted five or six hours. After waking up, his spirit and body were completely restored.

In summer, I stretched my waist and looked through the car window, and the scenery outside had turned into another scenery.

It was already evening. In summer, the daylight was long in the northern country, and the sky was still bright. There were no birch forests everywhere in the Siberian wasteland. Instead, they were knee-high grass, and the vast grasslands that could not be seen at first sight.

The system map prompts that you have entered the Mongolian grassland.

Even before the destruction of the earth's civilization, Mongolia was an extremely sparsely populated country. Moreover, in this wasteland era, off-road trucks continued to move forward, while the scenery outside the window remained unchanged.

Grassland, grassland, or grassland, lonely and vast, it was like this, thousands of years ago, as if it would be like this in the next tens of millions of years.

After a stop in the middle of the journey, Huang Chao built a new toilet on the Mongolian grassland. After everyone had a simple rest and had dinner, Huang Chao took Aiguli as the driver. The off-road truck went straight to the southwest again and drove into the grassland.

After resting, the young people regained their energy, and Aiguli, the Monsac girl, sang grassland folk songs in the carriage.

In summer, through the car window, I saw a huge circular deep pit in the distance. Like the two large pits near Irkutzk, there was no grass growing around it. This pit was so abrupt on the grassland, like an ugly hole burned by a cigarette butt on a beautiful green dress.

The wind is blowing on the grassland.

Xia Tian said a few words softly, Yu Yu came over gently, sat beside him, naturally took his arm, and looked at his side with beautiful big eyes: "What did you say just now?"

Xia Tian did not look back, and continued to look into the distance, whispering: "The wild flowers on the grassland that witnessed the death of the gods, and the wind farther away is farther away than the distance."

Unclear and harsh.

Yu Yu couldn't understand it, but it didn't prevent her from continuing to stare at Xia Tian with admiration and admiration, and she became a little confused for a moment.

Aiguli sang and danced in the carriage, and the young people responded with applause and whistle. This atmosphere of joy and tranquility did not last long.

Xia Tian suddenly turned his ears, as if he was listening carefully. After a moment, he stood up and climbed straight into the driving car through the window.

While he asked Huang Chao to move aside, he gave Gong Lin the instructions: "Call your sister to stop and wait for the gathering of the army!"

Aiguli's singing stopped, and everyone looked at Xia Tian with surprise. He stepped on the accelerator desperately and said quickly: "Look back!"

After hearing Xia Tian's words, everyone ran to the end of the carriage and looked at the back with wide eyes.

A thin black line gradually appeared on the distant horizon. As time went by, the thin line became thicker and thicker, and a thunderous sound gradually came, and the sound became louder and louder.

When the black line was close enough to see clearly, everyone took a breath of cold air at the same time: "Hiss!"

A herd of wild horses that can't be seen at first sight!

Tens of thousands of wild horses or hundreds of thousands?

There are countless numbers, but you can confirm two points: one, the speed of the wild horses is faster than their trucks, and two, once they are caught up, with such a large number of wild horses, even the trucks and themselves will probably be stepped into meat paste!

Now, even Yang Ziyu, who had always been quiet, was a little panicked. She turned around and asked with a pale face, "Xiatian, what should we do?"

Xia Tian stepped on the accelerator desperately and said quickly: "The wild horses are just one of the threats, they are running for life! What is chasing them and making them run so desperately, the threat behind them may be even more deadly!"

Speaking of this, Xia Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What kind of grassland style, what kind of poetry and the distant wind are all illusory.

Danger, fatal, and calm ferocity are the wasteland of the post-civilization era and the eternal tone of the earth.
Chapter completed!