After hearing Gou Xiong's explanation, as a technician who has worked on the front line of a car company for nearly two years, Yang Jie quickly understood what he was talking about.
It's ERS.
The so-called ERS, the Chinese name is energy recycle system, is a kind of system that uses the potential energy of the rotating shaft when the car is rolling and braking, and uses the planetary gear to drive the motor to generate electricity in reverse, converting it into electricity and storing it in the battery. The stored energy is then stored in the battery through dual motors. Technology that converts electricity into driving force.
This thing can indeed support the car for a while.
But in the final analysis, ERS is just an auxiliary system on a gasoline vehicle. There is no way to compare with pure electric vehicles in terms of power or range.
After Gou Xiong finished speaking, the car fell into silence for a while.
"Don't think about it so much yet!"
Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit gloomy, Akainu hurriedly spoke to boost morale.
As a former Lone Star army sergeant and now a wasteland walker wandering the wasteland, his experience and knowledge made him understand that in this world where people cannibalize people, once you lose your will to live, you are really no different from a dead person.
Like himself, Gou Xiong was a man who had been wandering in the wasteland for many years. He was experienced and used to life and death. Akainu was not worried about him at all.
But the three young men behind him were completely different.
As the leader of this team, Akainu knew that he had to get them moving first, instead of just sitting here and wearing down their fighting spirit.
Taking a deep breath, Akainu turned his head and shouted at the three people in the back seat:
"cheer up!
The enemy will catch up immediately. If we don't fight back, we won't even be able to hold on for twenty kilometers! "
As he spoke, he raised his hand, pushed upwards, and pushed open the iron cover on the roof of the car:
"Osprey, you don't need to tell me what you're going to do when you get up there, right?"
The girl nodded, put the sniper rifle in her arms on her back, stood up, held the edge of the sunroof with both hands, pushed herself up, and climbed onto the roof of the car.
After a while, the dull blast of a sniper rifle came from the roof of the car. With the sound of the gunshot, the leading pursuer behind the off-road vehicle fell down.
"Yang Jie! It's not safe in the back. Change places with me!"
Yang Jie is a technician, and according to Akainu's inference, he is probably a researcher in a high-level laboratory - after all, this guy has tender skin and tender flesh, and doesn't even have calluses on his hands.
The work clothes he wears are of good quality, as if they were made before the war. Ordinary small companies would not have the money to buy such clothes for their employees.
Akainu knew very well that this guy had no fighting experience at all, and fighting would only cause chaos.
After changing positions, Akainu grabbed the assault rifle in his hand, turned off the safety, loaded the chamber, and smiled at the switchblade:
"Frightened?"
"Alternately fire and reload to maintain continuous firepower."
Switchblade exhaled and after checking the firearm in his hand, he raised his head and looked at Akainu.
His expression looked a little remorseful, but he still managed a smile:
"I'm not a naive kid who doesn't understand anything, boss."
After saying that, Switchblade leaned out of the car window and fired backwards together with Akainu.
The three men's firing effectively delayed the Desert Locust's pursuit, but at the same time it also attracted a counterattack from the enemy. Continuous gunshots rang out in the wasteland, and bullets hit the off-road vehicle from time to time, causing sparks.
Fortunately, the off-road vehicle has been modified and the protection has been thickened. The bullet did not leave even a dent on the surface of the vehicle body, and only wiped off a little paint.
At this time, Yang Jie was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the endless wilderness, having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.
Just now, the blue subtitles that seemed useless to Yang Jie appeared in front of Yang Jie again:
[Ford Bronco badlands version (2063 model)]
[The last generation of Bronco off-road models sold by Ford General Motors before the war had strong power, good passability and low failure rate, and were deeply loved by hardcore off-roaders. 】
[Current condition of the equipment: Extremely poor (engine failure) (motor running well) (modified)]
[Repair value: average]
As before, the system dedicatedly introduced the status of the off-road vehicle to Yang Jie.
In fact, this time, even without the need for a system, Yang Jie was able to infer that the car's fault was probably in the engine based on his own work experience.
But what's the use of knowing it?
Stop for maintenance?
No, this is not possible.
Not to mention that Yang Jie is just an engineer and has no experience in repairing cars at all. Even if he did, the pursuers less than 500 meters behind him would not be able to give him time to repair the car.
Hiding the car in the dark?
But there was no shelter in this bare wasteland, so where could he hide?
Really can't surrender?
Do not make jokes! These are a bunch of man-eating lunatics!
"Is there no other way..."
Yang Jie looked at the dashboard on his left with a pale face and muttered to himself.
It only takes twenty minutes to drive twenty kilometers at a speed of sixty miles. In other words, in twenty minutes, he will face death again.
unless……
A crazy idea popped up in Yang Jie's heart, but was immediately extinguished by himself.
No, no, no, this is not possible at all. The speed of the car is 60 kilometers now. If he accidentally falls down, he will not even have 20 minutes of life!
But……
If you don't do this, is there any other way?
Looking at the vast expanse of crimson sand, Yang Jie felt for a moment that he was still in the scorching sea of fire, and that hopeless feeling of suffocation seemed to appear again.
"call."
Yang Jie closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath.
The pain of despair was too profound, and I didn't want to experience it again.
Opening his eyes suddenly, the confusion and struggle in Yang Jie's eyes had disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented calmness.
Only twenty minutes left in your life?
No.
It’s because I still have twenty minutes to break the situation and survive!
The sky was dim and slightly bright, the sun finally reappeared on the horizon, and the first ray of dawn broke through the endless night.
"Bear,"
Yang Jie's voice was deep and deep, as if coming from a far away place.
"If the view in front of the car window is blocked, can you continue to drive forward?"
"Yes, yes..."
Halfway through, Gou Xiong suddenly paused and turned his head to look at Yang Jie.
"What are you going to do?"
Xiong Xiong thought of some possibility.
Yang Jie didn't answer the question, he just stood up and pushed open the skylight above his head, holding the edge of the skylight with both hands.
He lowered his head to look at the bear, his cheeks shining brightly in the morning light.
The young man grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth:
"Please drive more steadily."
He's going to have his car repaired!
After reacting, Gou Xiong wanted to reach out and grab Yang Jie, but in the end he was still a step too slow. His fingertips brushed against Yang Jie's ankle, only catching a ball of air.
"Come back! This is a car traveling at 60 kilometers per hour! If it falls, someone will die!"
Bear yelled at the unclosed skylight.
But the figure on the skylight disappeared resolutely. Obviously, Yang Jie did not follow Gou Xiong's advice.
Xiong Xiong, who was driving the car, had to retract his gaze. He slapped the steering wheel with his free right hand and gritted his teeth and cursed:
"This madman!"
