Chapter 1105.2

While Fatty Li was busy moving things, Wang Xiaoyan walked to Yang Ming's side: "What are you going to do?"

"Driving over there, before they take action against me, I will shoot and detonate the fuel tank of the truck." Yang Ming did not hide anything, and revealed his plan.

"It's too dangerous! This is a way to die together!" As soon as Yang Ming's voice fell, Wang Xiaoyan exclaimed: "What if they have the same goal?"

"Otherwise, what should we do?" Yang Ming smiled wryly, "I can't wait to die, can I?"

"But... how about I go with you!" Wang Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"No need." Yang Ming shook his head: "It's meaningless, I'll still take care of you then. Well, Fatty is about to finish moving, and I'm leaving. If I stay too long, the people over there should be suspicious."

"I'm going!" Wang Xiaoyan bit her lip and said firmly.

"No!" Yang Ming said with a stern expression, "You don't want me to die, so just wait here obediently for me to come back."

"I..." Wang Xiaoyan was about to say something, but Yang Ming had already turned around and was about to get in the car.

"Don't you, it's me. If you are still worried, let's do it in the car quickly. When I die, you will give me a baby." Yang Ming smiled and said teasingly .

"You...you're still joking at this time!" Wang Xiaoyan blushed, and the atmosphere eased a lot. Just as she was about to say something, Fatty Li over there had already done everything.

"Brother, it's all done!" Fatty Li also knew that Yang Ming was going to do something very dangerous, so he said with a serious face: "I won't say anything extra, if I can escape this time, I, Fatty Li, will owe you One life!"

Yang Ming smiled and got into the car, fearing that Wang Xiaoyan would repent, so he quickly started the car and rushed forward.

To be honest, Yang Ming's composure was actually just to comfort Wang Xiaoyan. At this moment, he was still very nervous. After all, it was his first time to play such a difficult game.

The shooting range of the bazooka is obviously much longer than that of the pistol. That is to say, within a certain distance, Yang Ming cannot kill the opponent, but the opponent can easily kill him.

Yang Ming held the steering wheel in one hand and the pistol in the other. His palms were already soaked with sweat. Yang Ming had to keep wiping his clothes to prevent his hand from slipping and being unable to hold the pistol.

The effective range of a pistol is generally 50 meters, and the maximum range is only about 100 meters. However, after more than 50 meters, it is difficult to ensure the accuracy of the bullet trajectory.

It is impossible for Yang Ming to shoot at a distance of 50 meters. The effective range of the small bazooka in the opponent's hand is at least 200 meters, so it is very likely that the opponent will shoot before Yang Ming is 50 meters away from the target.

Taking advantage of the driving time, Yang Ming first fired a shot outside the car, regardless of whether the other party could hear the sound or not. Now the exchange of fire between the two sides is basically obvious, and the other party must also understand that Fatty Li is far behind.

Because for such a long time, the poisonous scorpion has not contacted the black third child, which has already explained the problem.

Yang Ming has been watching the direction and approximate distance of the bullet from the corner of his eye. Yang Ming needs to write down the direction of the bullet's trajectory and the maximum range after the gun shoots the bullet 50 meters away as soon as possible.

Generally speaking, the trajectories of the bullets fired by the same pistol are similar. As long as Yang Ming understands the law of one of the shots, the rest will be easy. He just needs to aim at the target in the direction of the bullet trajectories.

After three hundred meters, Yang Ming's breathing became rapid. This was a real desperate effort. Yang Ming couldn't help being nervous. When killing people before, they were basically unilateral killings. It's hard to have such a critical moment.

Two hundred meters, Yang Ming didn't really mind the reactions of the other people in Luka's office, but he was always paying attention to the movements of the two people with the bazooka in the truck.

Fortunately, it seems that they didn't intend to open fire, which made Yang Ming's nervous mood slightly relaxed, but he didn't dare to be careless. Who knows what kind of accidents might happen?

One hundred and fifty meters away, Yang Ming saw a person at Luka over there answering a phone call, and then his face suddenly became gloomy, and then he shouted something to the person in the military truck. Yang Ming couldn't understand Vietnam. Afterwards, the two people in the truck simultaneously raised the bazooka and stood at the window of the truck hood, ready to aim. ,

Yang Ming's heart was startled suddenly, and his heart immediately hung in his throat! Although I don't know what that person said on the phone, what is certain is that it should be related to the death of the poisonous scorpion!

The death of the poisonous scorpion angered the people here, prompting them to use the bazooka to solve the battle before the car was fully driven over.

One hundred and fifty meters is not the effective distance of a pistol! Although Yang Ming can jump off the car now, all previous efforts will be for naught. In this unknown country and unknown jungle, Yang Ming was no match for those people on the other side.

The hot weapons in their hands were something Yang Ming couldn't fight with his body.

One hundred and forty meters... One hundred and thirty meters... One of the men holding the bazooka moved his fingers, as if he was about to fire. Yang Ming was startled suddenly, but he didn't mess up...

There are only ten meters left, and there are only ten meters left. If you persist, you will be within the range of the pistol in no time! That is, it can be achieved in a second or so!

However, time waits for no one. When Yang Ming saw the man's fingers start to move, it was only half a second before he pulled the trigger!

Yang Ming pushed open the car door violently. While jumping out of the car, he aimed a shot at the fuel tank of the military truck! The action of shooting and jumping out of the car are done at the same time, without the slightest stagnation.

Of course, this is only for Yang Ming, if it were another person, it would not be able to achieve this effect. Because, when Yang Ming shoots, he doesn't need to deliberately use his sight to aim, as long as he closes his eyes, he can clearly see the direction of the target.

After Yang Ming jumped out of the car, he quickly rolled towards the jungle by the side of the road...

With a loud "boom", the Toyota 4500 that I was driving just now turned into a ball of fire in an instant. The hot air flow hurt Yang Ming's back. The dead branches fell on Yang Ming's body, causing burning pain, but Yang Ming couldn't care less about it now.

Looking at the military truck in the distance, there is also a sea of ​​fire over there! A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, he succeeded. Just now, when he jumped out of the car, Yang Ming was not 100% sure to shoot the opponent's fuel tank. After all, the distance had already reached the maximum range of the pistol. lucky.

Yang Ming looked at the people in the sea of ​​flames who were no longer human, and smiled coldly. For now, it's safe! Yang Ming couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. However, it would take more than one kilometer to walk back from here. Yang Ming shook his head, stood up, and walked in the direction he came from behind.

After Yang Ming left, Wang Xiaoyan kept staring nervously at the direction Yang Ming left. The path in the jungle is straight without any obstacles, and it is not completely bright yet, so Wang Xiaoyan can clearly see the taillights of Yang Ming's car.

Wang Xiaoyan's mood has never been so tense as today, even when she ran away from home, she never felt this way. This is the feeling of worrying about someone, this is the first time Wang Xiaoyan has such a feeling, and it is only now that Wang Xiaoyan understands, maybe this is the feeling of loving someone?

Wang Xiaoyan couldn't imagine what she would do if something happened to Yang Ming?