Su Mo was pressed against the front seat of the motorbike by Nuobai, gazing through the fluttering white hair at the relentlessly pursuing Scorpion armored vehicle.
Nuobai’s tactical motorbike had excellent performance, but the Scorpion armored vehicle’s engine was more powerful.
The road was quite straight, making it difficult for Nuobai to showcase her driving skills. Purely competing on speed, they couldn’t outpace the opponent, and the distance between them was steadily decreasing.
Su Mo thought: No, at this rate we’ll be caught... I have to find a way to slow down the pursuers.
At this thought, he reached for the pistol in the holster on Nuobai’s thigh.
"Bang!" Before Su Mo could touch the gun, Nuobai suddenly grabbed his throat, pressing him down onto the front seat of the motorbike.
The swaying of the vehicle caused a brief skid, but fortunately, Nuobai’s driving skills were top-notch, preventing a crash.
Nuobai’s gaze was icy, as if questioning with her eyes: What are you trying to do?
Su Mo was choking and struggling to breathe, sputtering out a few words with difficulty: "I’m helping you... using the gun to disrupt them... otherwise neither of us can escape!"
Confusion filled Nuobai’s eyes; she couldn’t understand what this "Dr. Chen" was thinking.
A kidnapped person saying to the kidnapper: I’m helping you disrupt the pursuers.
Is this speaking human language?
Seeing that Nuobai didn’t trust him, Su Mo grasped her hand and said, "You hold my hand! If I aim the gun at you, you can break my hand anyti!"
Nuobai continued to choke Su Mo, maintaining her original stance without moving.
Su Mo suddenly felt anxious: "Hurry! They’re gaining on us!"
Nuobai glanced at the rearview mirror.
The distances were getting closer, soon to break 50 ters.
If it continued like this, they would inevitably be stopped.
Just as Su Mo was seeing stars from being choked, he suddenly felt the pressure on his neck vanish, and he relaxed completely, gasping for fresh air.
He quickly sat up, reaching again for the handgun at Nuobai’s leg.
Nuobai drove single-handedly, freeing one hand to grip Su Mo’s wrist to prevent any change.
Su Mo allowed Nuobai to restrain him, raising the gun and aiming at the Scorpion armored vehicle.
Shooting was a high-difficulty task.
Don’t be fooled by protagonists in gas wreaking havoc with a gun.
For a pistol, even an experienced professional struggle to hit a target accurately 50 ters away. Let alone shooting from a rapidly moving vehicle.
Su Mo’s shooting experience was limited to FPS gas; he’d ranked first several seasons in National Server McCree on Overwatch. Given a mouse, he could "It’s High Noon," but a real gun was a different story.
But there’s no choice now; he can only try.
"The armored vehicle is so big, it shouldn’t be hard to hit it..."
He murmured to himself, aid at the vehicle’s front, and pulled the trigger.
...
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The driver of the Scorpion armored vehicle was focused on driving when suddenly continuous gunfire was heard.
The first three shots missed entirely.
"Bang—crack!"
The fourth shot rang out, and a spider-like crack appeared in the window, causing the driver to furrow his brow.
The White Shark Blood Code Carrier quickly ducked back in from the window, swearing: "What the hell is this *Civilization Dawn* guy doing?! Shooting at allies?!"
Even Alote, experienced in many battles, was confused about the situation now.
He picked up the loudspeaker, coldly questioning: "101 Base researcher, what’s your intent?"
There was no radio communication established, so they couldn’t hear the researcher’s answer.
But the continuous sound of gunfire was actually a form of answer.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Bullets kept firing.
Most missed.
A few hit the vehicle’s armor with no effect.
So mistakenly struck the window.
The armored vehicle’s windows were of bulletproof material, and pistol bullets couldn’t penetrate, but the erging cracks seriously affected the driver’s vision, inevitably impacting vehicle speed.
Seeing the enemy madly attacking allies, Alote abandoned negotiations and issued an order: "Fire back, hit the tires."
The driver’s fingers swiftly operated the touchscreen, activating the fire control system, coolly saying: "Taste the big guy, brat."
...
Nuobai’s gun had a large caliber, and corresponding to the caliber was recoil, continuously firing had numbed Su Mo’s hand.
Emptying a magazine, Su Mo struggled to reload to continue shooting.
At this mont, he saw the tail-like composite turret at the top of the armored vehicle move.
The turret’s chanical structure twisted and reford, switching to heavy machine gun mode, the black muzzle aiming at the motorbike.
Su Mo shouted: "They’re going to attack! Dodge quickly!"
Without Su Mo’s reminder, Nuobai had been monitoring the rearview mirror, long noticing the anomaly.
She lightly pressed the brakes, while turning the handlebars, manipulating the clutch to shift into low gear, causing the engine to idle.
"Screech—" The loss of grip caused the rear wheel to make the whole motorbike veer sideways.
Almost simultaneously, the machine gun turret fired, bullets raining at the motorbike’s original position, kicking up large amounts of sand.
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—" The machine gun roared deafeningly, bullets forming a steel whip, continuously striking towards the motorbike.
Under Nuobai’s control, the motorbike swerved back and forth, intertwining the engine roar with the tire friction, forming a wild symphony.
"Screech—screech—" Nuobai drove the motorbike in sharp arcs, accelerating and braking unpredictably, dodging incoming bullets.
The crazily skidding motorbike appeared several tis as if it would flip but was skillfully pulled back by Nuobai, bullets always trailing a body length behind her, unable to catch up.
In the repeated heavy and light state, the wind slashing like blades across their faces, Su Mo’s adrenaline surged. He tried to continue shooting at high speed, but simply lacked the skill, with bullets veering off by several ters.
The chase reached a tense stalemate, the machine gun turret unable to hit Nuobai’s motorbike, while Nuobai couldn’t shake off the Scorpion armored vehicle due to vehicle performance.
Su Mo thought: The durability of the motorbike can’t compare to the armored vehicle. If this intense pursuit continues, the motorbike will definitely give out first... I must find a way to stall the opponent!
He continuously searched Nuobai’s body, hoping to find another usable weapon.
Through earlier cooperation, Nuobai and Su Mo had established a basic rapport, and she didn’t interfere this ti.
Soon, Su Mo felt a cold, egg-shaped tallic object at Nuobai’s lower back.
Taking a look, it was a red hand grenade.
As an all-achievents player, Su Mo knew every weapon and item in Dawn thoroughly, and the information about this grenade quickly surfaced in his mind:
DX-3 high-explosive grenade.
Damage: 1163 (Damage type: Explosive)
Pull ring and delay for 4 seconds before detonation.
In the ga, a DX-3 with damage of 1163 can’t blow up the Blood Code Carrier’s Scorpion armored vehicle with health exceeding ten thousand.
But if aid accurately in reality, directly hitting a critical spot, tipping it is possible.
Su Mo tightly grasped the grenade, speaking loudly to Nuobai’s ear: "I have a plan, cooperate with . If it succeeds, we’ll escape this pursuit!"
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