At the moment when the gang car rushed up, the policewoman Gianna was about to take the lead in the attack, when the police submachine gun beside her sprayed out long tongues of fire.
"Da da da……"
Bullets sprayed all the way from the injured ambulance compartment to the ground. It penetrated the hood of the gangster's car, leaving a long line of blood and flesh splattering across it. It is still spreading to the rear until all the magazines are used up.
"Boom--" The gangster car, which was penetrated by a blood line, and the gangsters who could no longer die exploded into a ball of fire.
Looking in disbelief at the modern girl whose chest was heaving and whose rapid breathing revealed panic and excitement, policewoman Gianna couldn't help but praise: "Well done, Coco."
"Be careful!" Wu Chen jerked his direction. The revengeful gangster's bullet penetrated the flying hair and shattered the side car. The modern girl was almost thrown out of the carriage. Fortunately, the policewoman beside her, Gianna, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled her back.
Wu Chen accelerated again and distanced himself. And rely on precise movement to secretly control the gangster vehicle driven by the gangster. It induces fights among gangster cars to change lanes, chaotic overtaking, etc., creating traffic conditions that are favorable to Wu Chen.
With Coco's personal demonstration. It also greatly inspired policewoman Gianna. The moment the second gangster car rushed up, the policewoman fired a righteous bullet, accurately hitting the driver's head.
After being shot in the head, the out-of-control car suddenly swerved and collided with the car behind him on the road.
The car behind had no time to react and directly knocked over the out-of-control car in front, causing a series of massive collisions during the roll. The policewoman saw the right moment and shot the fuel tank, causing it to explode into a sea of flames. Many gangsters who were on fire rushed out of the car wailing, and fell to the ground within a few steps, burned to charcoal. There were more gangsters who shot their companions frantically in order to end the pain as soon as possible. There was also a gangster car that had no time to brake and crashed into the sea of flames. It was pinned to the spot by the intensive firepower of the female warriors. There was a muffled sound and the car hood blew off. The car body riddled with bullet holes was then swallowed up by the spreading flames.
Wu Chen drove the assembly truck forward. Until the bullets that penetrated the sea of fire gradually faded away accompanied by sporadic gunshots and explosions. The female soldiers who had used up all their ammunition were silent one by one, silently watching the tragic explosion site disappear at the end of the road.
"Good job, ladies." Wu Chen let go of the accelerator and reduced the speed of the car.
Before the female warriors could recover, the roar of the engine sounded again.
"There are gangs." Policewoman Gianna immediately returned to the position: "Quickly change the magazine. Quick!"
The Time Girls took action immediately to prepare for a new round of battle.
"Huh?" At this moment, the modern girl who stood up and looked around suddenly noticed something unusual: "This is a small car."
"Ah, Fiat Panda." The policewoman also recognized it: "This is probably not a gang car."
Fiat Panda, the designer described its compactness as a "refrigerator on four wheels". The first-generation Fiat Panda debuted at the Geneva Motor Show in March 1980. With its boxy shape and minimalist interior, the practical Fiat Panda still caused a trend in Italy, breaking the public's perception of urban cars that are both small and compact. Uncomfortable stereotypes have captured the hearts of six million people around the world.
The 1980s are known as the era of the panda. In 1980, Fiat began producing the three-door Panda hatchback at its Turin plant. This minicar is popular for its practicality and low price. Initially, the range consisted of two versions: the Fiat Panda +30, equipped with a twin-cylinder 650cc air-cooled engine; and the Fiat Panda +45, equipped with a 900cc four-cylinder water-cooled engine.
This violent little car chasing after me at high speed is the first-generation Fiat Panda+45, with a maximum power of 45 horsepower and a top speed of 140 kilometers per hour. It is indeed known as the "refrigerator on four wheels".
"Oh. Don't attack yet, sisters." Policewoman Gianna, who was keeping an eye on the Fiat Panda+45, said, "There is a lady in the car who looks very familiar."
"Yes, they look like sisters from different generations." The female reporter also noticed.
"Didi, didi -" The car that caught up to the rear of the car did not stop, but changed lanes to overtake the car to the side of the cab.
"Hello." Through the car window, the female driver of the Fiat Panda +45 shouted to Wu Chen.
"Is something wrong?" Wu Chen answered with a smile through the window. Needless to say, she is also one of the aliens.
"Can you accept my exclusive interview?" The female driver raised the recording microphone placed on the passenger side and turned on the speaker's amplifier: "About those gangsters just now——"
"Ah? What did you say?" Wu Chen pointed to his ear. Pretend he didn't hear.
"Can you accept my exclusive interview?" The female driver also imitated Wu Chen and shouted loudly.
Wu Chen gently pointed in the direction. As I approached the Fiat Panda, I rolled down the window. This time in a louder voice:
"What did you say?"
"I said -" As soon as the female driver finished speaking, the assembly truck suddenly squeezed over.
Her eyesight was dazzled, and the female driver was all excited: "Can you... accept my exclusive interview..."
13+51+120+70×4+45=509 horsepower.
"Ahem." The voice came from a policewoman with disheveled hair and a bruised face: "Welcome, sisters from the 1980s. I am Gianna Amicucci from 1976."
"Independent investigative reporter. Amalia Passalacqua." The female driver driving the Fiat Panda habitually used imitation sentences commonly used in interviews: "I come from 1980."
The so-called independent journalists are professional journalists who do not serve any media, conduct investigations from a personal perspective, and authorize press releases to be published by a certain media. Investigative journalists refer to professional journalists who engage in investigative reporting. Their main job is to expose behind-the-scenes scandals of evil forces or collusion between politics and business. This particularity causes them to often be threatened, beaten, insulted, killed, and even maliciously stigmatized after death. But this has not diminished their enthusiasm and courage, but what they fear most is that justice is dead.
It is said that some well-known independent investigative female reporters will disguise themselves as various professions to get closer to the targets of their investigations. Try your best to find out the secret behind the target. Including sacrificing hue.
"Who are you?" Out of trust in the flying squad logo on the female police officer, coupled with the big brawl between the sisters just now, it was impossible to see their normal appearance at all. Therefore, Amalia Pasaraka, an independent investigative female reporter, did not recognize her alien counterpart. But this independent investigative female reporter who has been monitoring the police channel is convinced that the group of people in front of her have "exclusive big news" that can change her career.
The police car roadblocks and gangster car wrecks on the road are proof of this.
"We are you in different generations." The policewoman said this again fluently. It was obvious that she had recognized and accepted this strange imagination beyond time and space from the bottom of her heart. So silky smooth, no worries at all.
"What?" She is indeed an independent investigative female reporter who is more powerful than the female newspaper reporter: "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't worry, take a closer look at us first." The female reporter from the newspaper adjusted her appearance a little. By the way, it is impossible to distinguish the real appearance of a person with a pair of panda eyes with a twisted nose.
However, the beautiful female independent investigative reporter who also thought so in her heart gradually stopped laughing after taking a closer look: "What on earth happened? I can't be dreaming."
"'I thought I was dreaming too'." The female reporter from the newspaper seemed to express her feelings.
"It was her at first." Policewoman Gianna pointed at the modern girl Coco: "The gentleman who drove the car hired her as a street worker for 5,000 lire."
When they heard the price of 5,000 lire, everyone nodded sincerely and said: "It's worth the price."
Just as he was talking, the assembly car came to a slow stop under the traffic light.
The next crossroads has arrived.
There is a song that seems to fit the occasion: "It rains in Tokyo, it soaks Paris. What time do you listen to the radio? When there is you half a world away, when it is not the right time to meet, when summer is gone, it is again Winter, 7-11, warm cup of chocolate; second hand turns DI-DI-DA, small hour difference DI-DI-DA, my morning tea moonlight shines on your hair, parallel paintings, DI-DI-DA, when does it cross, DI- DI-DA, "See you at the next intersection"..."
