The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Damn mice!"

After realizing that he was alone, the cultist who was still walking in winter clothes roared, and then a series of bullets roared, making the ice surface sparkle with fire light.

"Chong Chong Chong! For the Emperor! For the lizard steak!!!"

Rozim yelled at the guy who rushed towards him, knocked down the opponent with a single shot, causing the two corpses to fall on the ice and twitch.

"Hurry up!"

Realizing that the sound of the explosion would soon attract other vehicles, the three began to rush in the squally wind.

Soon, they found the vehicle that was almost buried under the snow.

Hank Evans mistakenly thought it was a crashed aircraft at first glance.

It was about one-third the size of a truck, and it was covered with scorch marks. Clear rivets and welding marks could be seen on the shell. There were almost broken wings on both sides and two black hole spouts behind the buttocks.

Really speaking of an aircraft, it doesn't look like it can fly.

But in the next scene, Hank Evans almost didn't stare.

The Kren knocked off the wing directly, then took out the four wheels from the opened case, and installed them on both sides of the car in a silly way, and then folded a red triangle from the wing tip and installed it on the front of the car.

"No... Boss, are you sure this thing can really be used?"

Hank Evans pointed at this suspected garbage thing, not convinced that it could run.

"Trust Karen's technique."

Then they were just about to enter the cockpit, only to find that the interior was still very spacious for a mortal, but the closed cabin was filled with the smell of sweat.

But then, Rozim discovered that in the back seat of the car, there was a stranger sitting!

It was a year-old man who looked twenty-five and sixteen years old. He was thin and dressed in black overalls—the lower-level one on the deck, with scribbled black hair and a pair of black on his pale face. Sunglasses, holding his chest with both hands, on the left side of the thigh is a long strip of cloth wrapped in cloth, like a sword or knife.

"Who are you?"

Hearing the sound, the man seemed to wake up from his sleep, turned his head, slightly pulled down his glasses and glanced at Rozim with indifferent eyes, and then Karen next to him.

"came back."

"Damn, what are you pulling?"

The cold attitude of the other party made Rozim a lot of flames. In the battle group, no mortal dared to talk to him like this.

When he was about to make a fist, Karen quickly grabbed him.

"Boss, boss, don't get excited, brother is just like this."

"Who is he?"

"He is a friend I would know when cleaning the toilet, but he took care of me. He helped me to beat me several times when the gangs tried to beat me. Very powerful!"

Rozim sneered when he heard the words.

"Damn, it turned out to be a toilet cleaner. I even thought he was a star warrior."

"Boss, I can't get off without my brother's help this time."

"Yes, I don't say anything to anyone you believe."

After a grumble, everyone got into the car.

Then the Kren tried the lever in the test car and found the pedal.

He tried to step on the pedal, and the engine screamed in an instant, and then he slammed on the brakes and threw the yelling Hank Evans to the seat.

"Is this thing really a car!?"

Hank Evans stretched out his head to look at the driving position, only to find some unfamiliar words written on the rudimentary instrument panel. He could not understand, but he gradually grasped the law of the hand movement.

But he found that the person sitting next to him, always maintaining a posture, was actually as stable as Mount Tai!

Damn it!

"Grasp it firmly."

Karen gave a warning, then stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to speed toward the far end of the valley.

For the next half an hour, they were constantly in a state of shaking, bumping, and bumping, and more than once, the entire car rotated because Kren failed to ensure the correct steering of the driving wheels.

Later, after the last spin, the rear end of the car hit a large ice block, and the engine refused to start.

There is a start switch under the steering rod, but that switch seems to fall off at any time, and Hank Evans feels desperate about sitting on a pile of mechanical garbage.

"Boss, do me a favor and pull the one below."

Hearing Karen's words, Rozim looked down and found another lever to activate on the left side of the brake.

So he bent down hard and stepped **** the lever with his boots in his feet.

"Boss!! Something big happened!"

Rozim heard someone calling himself, so he looked up and saw Hank Evans pointing behind him.

When he looked over, he saw through the dirty window hundreds of meters away, three dark shadows rushing in the icy dust.

"Fuck! It's so **** lingering!"

Rozim kicked the lever fiercely again.

Finally, there was a resurrected noise from the engine, and Karen hurriedly stepped on the accelerator that was constantly resisting his strength.

The car spun again, then rushed forward violently, and began to drive on the wide ice field.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the violent sunlight was shining on the ice. Even with the goggles, both humans felt that they were going blind in an instant.

There were white, scarlet, purple, and green spots everywhere, and the ice surface was fan-shaped and curled like foam.

This northern ice sheet is thousands of kilometers wide and extends to the mountains.

"It's weird, why these chaotic things have arranged so many people in this ghost place in the ice and snow?"

While thinking, Rozim felt the big car that would fall apart at any time bouncing up and down on the undulating ice field.

"I'm afraid the Black Legion has any plans here. The front line is fighting vigorously. They have no reason to waste their precious troops here."

Suddenly, the man who had been silent in the back seat spoke up.

Rozim glanced at the opponent, then retracted his gaze.

"It makes sense, what's your name?"

"Sinratha."

"Are you really a toilet cleaner?"

"That's it."

While the two talked, the vehicle continued to speed, but every time it touched the ground again, the turning wheels would break the ice. When the driving wheels kissed the ice again, Karen seemed almost unable to control his direction.

Rozim also wanted to shoot at distant enemy vehicles in the car, but the too bumpy body made him throw him on the greasy seat from time to time, and Hank Evans simply grabbed the metal deck and lay on his stomach.

But he unexpectedly smelled a smell of oil rising.

Feeling bad, Hank Evans hurriedly climbed to the rear of the car despite the bumpy car body, and saw a brown line along the rut, so he turned and shouted:

"The car is leaking oil! The fuel tank is broken!"

"It's unlucky for me to throw the fuck!"

Rozim cursed, and now he understood what one of the gauges whose pointer was rapidly declining meant.

The enemy's chasing soldiers were constantly approaching, and large-caliber artillery shells and other bullets exploded on the ice around them, splashing layers of ice and fog.

Gunter suddenly felt that his ungloved hands were frozen on the steering wheel, and there was severe pain. He endured the severe pain, his tears frozen on the goggles.

Two near-missing bullets exploded on the left side of the car, and the viscous and boiling liquid sprayed directly into the sky from the explosion point.

"There is water below."

Hearing Sinratta's words, Rozim realized that they were probably on an ice lake.

He immediately opened the window of the car, and the biting cold wind immediately poured in, causing the glass to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Explosives, Hank!"

"what?"

Rozim pointed to the ice that the chasers were stepping on.

"The ice here is as thin as a piece of paper!"

Hank Evans suddenly understood the other party's thoughts, but he realized how crazy the plan was, but seeing the enemies only more than a hundred meters away from them, he also felt this despair.

There were 12 stick-shaped grenades in his bag. He took them out and gave them half to Rozim.

The fuze was lit, and then they threw the grenade as far and scattered as they could.

Soon, twelve huge explosions came from behind them, and at the same time the explosions also shattered the ice, and the air was filled with boiling foam and ice mist.

Rozim saw some cars flying up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ when they landed, they fell under the ice.

Another vehicle was overturned by the explosion, all the members inside were blown to pieces, and the wreckage fell on a piece of disintegrating ice.

"Wuhu! Cool! Heretics go eat shit! Or frozen shit!"

After solving the chase, Hank Evans yelled happily, and then closed the car window.

But Rozim in front of him frowned, as if thinking about something.

About ten minutes later, when he saw the mountains in the distance, he suddenly said:

"We can't do it first, I always think things are a little weird, maybe... there is a big opportunity waiting for us."

"Uh boss, will this—"

"Boss, you have the final say."

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