The Warrior pickup truck bounced on the bumpy road that had been bombed by the mountain army. Mo Han sat on the special machine gun seat in the rear bucket, aimed at a big tree as thick as an arm, and decisively pulled the trigger.
The Type 89 heavy machine gun made a pleasant chug sound, and in an instant, holes as thick as a bowl's mouth were left one after another in the thick tree.
Wang Xue drove the Warrior Commander and followed closely behind.
Bai Hu heard the thud of the heavy machine gun and rubbed his chest distressedly.
Song Youqing's introduction came from the headset. The Type 89 heavy machine gun has a caliber of 12.7 millimeters. It is designed to shoot mainly horizontally and kill enemy groups on a large scale.
It can easily suppress light fire points and damage light armored targets. From the beginning of its design, it was given an anti-aircraft function and can shoot at low-flying armed helicopters.
The Type 89 heavy machine gun is equipped on the Warrior pickup truck and can be equipped to battalions and companies to enhance the suppressive firepower of the troops.
Mo Han asked in the headset: "The light armor you mentioned does not include Warrior Commander!"
"Light armor refers to AK-47, the armor that Bayi can shoot continuously and cannot cause damage. The Warrior pickup truck belongs to this kind of armor." Song Youqing turned the steering wheel easily to avoid the big pothole on the road ahead:
"The original intention of the warrior armor design is to protect the commander to the greatest extent. This is only possible if tank guns and rocket launchers are used..."
Before she could finish her words, she heard another terrifying popping sound coming from the back of the car...
"Nah!" Wang Xue watched as the heavy machine gun on the Warrior pickup truck in front of him spun in a circle, and then aimed at the warrior commander, before he could make an evasive action...
"Bang, bang, bang..." Three heavy machine gun bullets hit the bulletproof glass, leaving three fist-sized white marks...
Wang Xue quickly turned the steering wheel and threw the warrior commander across the road...
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." I don't know how many bullets the warrior commander received, and even the heavy car body was shaking.
"What the hell is a lunatic!" Ye Qing's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to push down Wang Xue's head in front of him.
Bai Hu was so frightened that he huddled up in the back seat and cursed through gritted teeth: "Mo Han, this stinky bitch, I'm not done with her..."
Even Song Youqing, who was driving a Warrior pickup truck, turned pale with fright when he saw this crazy scene.
Although the Warrior Commander's armor has been verified a long time ago, that verification was only done using dummies on the vehicle. Now, there are three living people sitting on the Commander.
Fortunately, Mo Han did not continue to fire. Song Youqing stopped the car, ran away, raised his leg and kicked Mo Han off the Sagittarius. Then he jumped up and ran towards the warrior standing in the middle of the road.
When Ye Qing heard the gunshots stop, he opened the car door and rolled out of the car with Bai Hu in his arms.
Wang Xue had already taken out the 92 style and aimed at Mo Han...
"Is everyone okay?" Song Youqing jumped up and appeared next to the Warrior car. She looked at the three people hiding behind the car and then felt relieved.
Ye Qing cursed angrily: "What the hell is this!"
Mo Han lay down in the crater on the road to prevent Wang Xue from shooting. She was a soldier, a soldier from Kachin State. From one look in her eyes, she could tell that this young girl was also a murderer without blinking an eye. The devil.
"Get the hell out of here!"
Mo Han raised his hands high and stood up from the crater with his waist bent: "Don't shoot, it's me..."
"The one I'm going to hit is you!" Wang Xue started working from left to right. Two Type 92 guns and sixty rounds of bullets fell in front of Mo Han in an instant. The sand, stone and dust that the bullets splashed all fell on Mo Han. Even Han's pretty face was covered in red spots from flying sand and rocks.
"Don't fight, don't fight. If you hit me again, your face will be disfigured."
Wang Xue put on two new magazines, her guns still pointing forward, but not firing...
"Mo Han, why are you shooting at us!" Bai Hu also wished he could kill her with one shot.
"Expert Song said that Commander Warrior can completely withstand heavy machine gun bullets." Mo Han said with a smile: "I just tested it, and now it is enough to prove that Expert Song did not lie to me..."
Ye Qing immediately turned his head and glared at Song Youqing. It turned out that the culprit was here.
Song Youqing said aggrievedly: "I never thought about it. She just shot when she said..."
"Come, come, come, Mo Han, come here!" Bai Hu waited for Mo Han to come over and pointed at the steel plate on the side of the warrior commander, which was inlaid with dense machine gun bullets: "Today you destroyed two of my cars, let's Let’s talk about compensation.”
"How much does a Warrior Commander cost?"
"Five million." White Fox gritted his teeth: "RMB."
Mo Han immediately quit: "You want to use China's warriors to sell Hummer prices."
Ye Qing was too lazy to be polite to her: "The Hummer you are talking about is a civilian version, and this warrior is a military version. If you don't believe it, I can help you bring a Hummer. You sit here, and I use the Eighty-nine Heavy Duty Machine gun fire for one minute, as long as you don't die, our game will be even."
Mo Han sneered: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? You said the Hummer was a civilian version, and I asked you to shoot me with a gun."
"Compensate!" Bai Hu also planned to teach her a lesson she would never forget in her life: "For the two warrior commanders, plus me and Ye Qing, Wang Xue's mental damage compensation will be a total of 30 million."
Mo Han rolled his eyes: "It's a money grab. Besides, Wang Xue shot me so many times that it scared the shit out of me."
Ye Qing glanced at her crotch. Although it was dirty, there was no trace of urine: "If you peed in your pants, I will give you a deduction of 10 million..."
"I want to order fifty Warrior pickups, five Warrior Commanders, and one hundred thousand rounds of ammunition."
"Mo Han, come on, don't take the Warrior. That car is too bumpy. You should be a Warrior Commander!" Ye Qing suddenly burst into laughter, clearly exposing his true nature as a profiteer.
"I'm not going to let you pay compensation, but it's 30 million yuan!"
"Let's talk business first. If the business can't be settled, we'll have to talk about compensation. Mo Han, let me tell you, you scared the white fox. The matter is really serious."
"Pull me back." Mo Han opened the car door and sat directly in the back seat of the warrior commander: "I want to take a shower and change clothes. By the way, Wang Xue, you fired so many shots at me, so you are not afraid that if you miss, I will be shot." If I beat him to death, it would be a big deal."
Wang Xue glanced at her coldly: "I just shoot, the aftermath is my business."
Mo Hanqing couldn't help but shiver. Generally, people with this kind of thinking would really dare to shoot themselves.
Ye Qing and Bai Hu got into the car and looked at the fist-sized white marks on the front windshield one after another, feeling a feeling of having to survive a disaster.
"By the way, how much does Commander Warrior cost?"
"five million!"
