War Paradise

The blood-stained broken Jeep bumped on the dirt road, and the howling cold wind poured into the body from the glass-less front window. Lin Chi squinted his eyes and drove the broken car forward.

If you want to escape, now is your last chance. When the enemy's tank comes out, this jeep is just a moving target!

Mindful of this, Lin Chi stomped on the accelerator and the speed at which the body jumped made one wonder whether the chassis would fall off. The strong wind blowing ahead made him almost unable to open his eyes, but this is not the problem now...

There was a mess of gunfire in the woods behind, and the enemy had apparently chased it out.

The Bloodblade sitting in the back seat turned around, set the MG3 machine gun on the rear window where the bullet was smashed, and shouted, "Stop steady!"

Before Lin Chi spoke, there was a deafening roar of machine guns in his ears, and the crazy murderer opened fire directly in the car. The jeep was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the hot bullet shell hit the car door with a crackling sound.

"Die to death, bastard!"

The bloodblade's roar was mixed with gunshots, and it came over intermittently. The coach next to her did not speak, but was sitting a little farther away from her.

Shooting in a jeep that kept bumping, the accuracy of the blood blade is naturally not very high, but the firepower of the machine gun still caught a dozen soldiers who had just come out of the woods by surprise, and two soldiers burst into explosions. The blood fell to the ground, and the others immediately fell to avoid the deadly bullet rain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Chi also speeded up again, driving the jeep that had reached its limit and hurried forward, trying to escape the enemy's firepower range.

Then, less than ten meters away on the right side of the car, a bright white light lit up——

boom!

Accompanied by the loud explosion of the explosion, the jeep rose into the air at that moment, flew out two meters diagonally to the left, fell heavily on the road, and the body made a dangerous click.

Lin Chi, who was a little dizzy by the shock, turned his eyes to the rearview mirror and saw a snow camouflage-painted M60A3 tank, roaring out of the back of the forest, with a burst of white smoke coming out of the muzzle.

"That's bad." He frowned slightly and asked the two people in the back of the car: "Which of you has a smoke bomb?"

Although the specific model cannot be seen from this distance, if it is an M60A3 tank of this era, it may not have a thermal imaging scope installed.

If the enemy doesn't have thermal imaging, as long as he creates a lot of smoke now, he will still have a chance to live!

"I don't have that stuff..."

Before the words of the blood blade fell, I saw that the coach had taken out two smoke bombs from his backpack, pulled off the insurance and pull ring, and threw them out through the rear window.

"Where did you guy get so many props?" Bloodblade looked at the gray smoke rising from behind the car in surprise.

"It's just a coincidence." The coach replied casually, without even looking back to confirm the effect of the smoke bomb.

Just as Lin Chi expected, the US tanks chasing from behind were not equipped with thermal imaging scopes. After the smoke rose, although the tank fired two more shots, the bullets fell tens of meters away. It was obvious that the enemy could not be seen, and the guns could only be fired randomly.

Seizing the chance that the enemy could not see the target, Lin Chi also raised the speed to the highest speed and drove the tattered jeep off the road.

...

It wasn't until Cyclonus drove out three kilometers away that the enemy behind was no longer visible. Lin Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and parked the jeep that had started to make a "weird call" on the snow nearby.

In this large battlefield located in the Arctic Circle, there is no wide road suitable for vehicles to travel. In addition, the speed of the car just now is too fast, this jeep has long been overwhelmed.

The three people just got out of the car, and only heard a crash, the chassis of the jeep fell off directly, and the body above slipped to one side...

"It's really not easy for you to run away with this pile of scrap iron." Bloodblade sighed.

"Are you complimenting me or taunting me?" Lin Chi replied absently, and looked around to observe the situation nearby.

——Different from the previous plains, the terrain here is rather complicated. There are scattered small hills nearby, as well as broken walls that have been blown up. Red paint is used to paint the Soviet Union logo with hammers and sickles interlaced.

——Is this a military factory?

Seeing the destroyed facility here, Lin Chi took out the note he had picked up from his backpack and showed it to the two teammates.

"Any clue?" he asked.

"I don't know." Bloodblade scratched his hair a little irritably. The coach also shook his head, saying that he was not clear.

"Let's investigate nearby to see if there are any clues." Lin Chi said as he took out the Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun with huge recoil from his backpack, turned and walked to the nearest ruin.

He knew that the enemy who had just been thrown away may be catching up along the rut, but there is currently no means of escape that can be used to escape. Escape on foot is totally unrealistic, and...

In this complex terrain area, as long as there is enough preparation time, even if the enemy arrives, you don't have to be like just now, you can only choose to escape.

When the three came to the nearby ruins of a building, Lin Chi pushed open the half-blasted metal door, and what he saw was an open-air factory that had been baptized by fire and covered with a layer of coke. It was still parked inside and burned. Several T72 tanks in black.

In the abandoned military factory, there was a choking smell, and the slogan "For Soviet Mothers" could be vaguely seen on the blackened half of the walls of the factory. As soon as he walked in, the blood blade rubbed his hands with excitement:

"A lot of people have died here, I can smell the aroma of barbecue..."

"Can we change the topic?" Lin Chi interrupted the murderer and looked around to observe the situation inside the factory:

It seems that this place should be the tank factory of the Soviet Army.

Although it has been bombed long ago, there may still be some useful props left in this kind of place.

Mindful of this, Lin Chi turned and walked towards the inside of the factory building, and began to look for possible props among the burnt ruins.

Bloodblade squatted on the ground and peeled away the black carbon dust, and picked up a scorched skull. The coach who made great achievements in the escape journey just now stood by the wall without saying a word, staring at the two people who were "working" with great interest.

Seeing the situation of the other two teammates, Lin Chi shook his head helplessly.

——In addition to herself, the only relatively normal female Martial Sage has left the field early. Now there are only crazy murderers and a weird who has an unknown origin and unfathomable strength, but seems to have been hiding something. Guy...

"Can't we have a normal teammate?"

Lin Chi sighed for a long time, stood in front of a truck that had been burned to the metal frame, and looked at the pile of dead bones in the back of the truck.

It seems that these Soviet soldiers should have just arrived at the factory, and even before they had time to get off the car, they died together with their cars.

Realizing that there were no usable props on this truck, when he was about to leave, he keenly noticed that one fell into the hand of a dead bone next to the truck, holding a note that was burnt to charcoal.

Lin Chi just touched it lightly, and the paper strips turned into black coal were scattered in the ashes, but a small piece of paper between the two fingers of the deceased, miraculously survived the fire, and was not completely burnt. .

Seeing this picture, Lin Chi stretched out his hand to break off the finger bones of the deceased, picked up the only remaining part of the note, and stared at the text on it, which looked like a Soviet name:

Rezhnov.

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