Advanced Players in Arc

Potential, as the name suggests, potential is potential energy. According to the law of conservation of energy, energy will neither be destroyed nor created. It will only be converted from one form to other forms, or transferred from one object to another. During the conversion and transfer process, the total amount of energy remains unchanged.

The energy intake and energy consumption of human beings every day are not equal. Basically, the energy intake is greater than the energy consumption. The excess unconsumed energy will not disappear, but will be converted into other forms and stored, such as fat and adrenaline. , or a special cell nutrient, has always been stored.

Until one day, under certain circumstances, such as life-threatening moments. The gray matter and white matter layers of the brain double in an instant. This energy is consumed extremely quickly, and human potential is also activated!

The whole body's nervous system, muscle response, and every cell exploded! Superhuman nervous reactions, speed, jumping ability, and strength all explode, and you can do things that you can't usually do!

However, it has been proven in real time that potential is not so easy to explode. If it were so easy to explode, this world would have become a world of supernatural powers.

Bill and the others were like this now. It was clear that their lives were in a critical moment, and they felt that all their energy was spent on aiming and shooting, but they still couldn't shoot, and they were also desperate.

"Farke, you can't hit at all! If you keep fighting like this, you won't be able to hit even if you run out of bullets. Their car keeps shaking like crazy!" 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 and aim before hitting!" Dong Chen said to Bill while driving.

Just now, thick clouds officially blocked the sight of the reconnaissance satellite, and also blocked the scorching sun for a group of people who were fighting fiercely, allowing them to fight more... hotly in a cooler environment. At the same time, No. 1 can no longer provide real-time image support to Dong Chen.

"They must have noticed our intentions. They started to take irregular routes. They... No, their firepower started to become fierce again. Go back!" Ivan said while firing, and discovered the situation halfway through. Something bad happened, so I hurriedly warned everyone.

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

Everyone heard the shout and looked over hurriedly, and immediately found Zorn leaning on the seat with his right hand in his arms and wailing, and the sleeve of his right hand was stained red with blood.

"Zorn, Zorn, are you okay?" Ian quickly put down the gun and looked at Zorn's arm. He tore open the sleeve and saw that it was a penetrating wound. It was not very serious. The bullet probably just grazed the side of the arm and flew past. A piece of meat was gone and it was bleeding.

The others didn't care about shooting anymore and came over to see Zorn's injury. Bill took out a medical kit directly from under the seat and threw it to Ian, "Give him a bandage quickly. There are bandages and styptic medicine in it." Don’t look at the others and shoot quickly.”

Ian quickly took the medical kit, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandages and was about to bandage Zorn, but when he saw that he was still holding his arms and wailing, he pushed him, which made him feel distressed and funny at the same time, "Okay, stop howling. , your arm is not broken, where is the energy you used to fight with gangsters! Just wait for your arm to be scrapped! We are running for our lives, hurry up and let me bandage you."

"Farke, you can't hit it at all!" came Bill from the other side, beating and cursing at the same time.

After listening to Ian's words and other scoldings, Zorn stopped howling. He just kept breathing and let go of his arms for him to bandage, "Who said ~ hiss ~ please be gentle, who said I have no momentum, My current momentum~his~I don’t know how much higher it was than before, I’m confronting terrorists, I~oh~shit~can you please be gentle!”

"It's too difficult to shoot. I've finished shooting my bullets. Do I still have bullets? This won't work at all!" Louis said after shooting the last bullet.

"Okay, it's bandaged! It's okay. Hey, where's your gun?" After Ian bandaged him, he patted his leg and suddenly found that his gun was missing, so he asked strangely.

"My bullets are gone, Ivan, do you still have bullets?" Al asked Ivan. During the bandaging, the carriage was always in a mess. Basically, the bullets were almost out, and the bullets shot out didn't have much effect.

"It's gone. Just now, hiss, my hand went limp when I was shot." Zorn looked at the messy bandaged arm and said speechlessly.

Since the reconnaissance satellite was blocked by clouds, No. 1 could not provide real-time image support, so Dong Chen could only look at the rearview mirror while driving the car attentively. He took the time to ask Zorn, "How are you, Zorn?" , it’s okay.”

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

Dong Chen heard what he said and was about to say a few more words when suddenly the voice of No. 1 came from the earphones, "Sir, the clouds have been dispersed by the wind. In the fighting area at the rear, the terrorist forces have won. Two armed vehicles are coming here." , expected to arrive in seventeen minutes."

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

This was such a surprise. I originally thought of running away first. When the terrorists over there couldn't hold on any longer, they would naturally call the car back for support. But in the end, I didn't expect that the terrorists won. The regular army was too ineffective.

Are the regular army too weak, or are the terrorists too powerful?

But no matter what, I and others must get rid of the tail behind them quickly. We can no longer expect them to retreat, and harassment tactics will no longer work.

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

"I said, give me the gun, I'll shoot, you drive, hurry up." He had to get up and give Bill the steering wheel.

But Bill was a little hesitant and said hesitantly: "How is your marksmanship? Isn't your country's management in this area very strict?"

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

"Okay, here, give in a little bit and let me pass." Bill no longer hesitated. He handed the gun to Dong Chen and was about to exchange seats with him.

"No need, just hold the steering wheel and let him drive forward for thirty seconds." Dong Chen took the gun, stopped talking nonsense to Bill, handed him the steering wheel, and stuck his head out the window.

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

After Dong Chen stuck his head out of the window, he let the whizzing wind and whizzing bullets pass by his head. He adjusted his movements several times. The viewing angle was not very good. Compared with the body of this leisure travel RV, There were too many cars in general, and the car behind him was still swaying from side to side, and it only appeared in his field of vision for a few seconds.

But enough is enough.

He first fired twice at random to feel the recoil, performance and ballistics of the gun. Then he calmed down and felt the speed of the wind, the humidity of the air, and the time it took for the target to appear.

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

"boom--"