novellhall Chapter 170 [Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct] [5000]
Chapter 170 [Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct] [5000]
Chapter 170 [Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct] [5000] (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Raphael also noticed Chen Xun's difference.
This employer seems to have an unusually quick adaptability to dangerous environments and a very accurate intuition.
He didn't know that this was the result of Chen Xun's skill fusion; he only felt that this was true talent.
A born warrior!
After walking for a while, the group finally saw the gap that Gail had mentioned.
A large section of the wall collapsed due to rainwater erosion and an unstable foundation, creating a hole about half a person's height that requires bending over to crawl through.
It was pitch black behind us, and a strong smell of feces hit us.
A group of people covered their noses.
Across the street are either toilets or livestock pens.
Raphael gestured for everyone to stop. He cautiously peeked inside for a moment, listened intently, and then withdrew. "I don't see anyone over there yet. There's a broken iron gate at the other end of the yard, and I can't hear anything from that side."
"This is the only way out!"
"It's better than taking the known, blocked road."
With this being the only way out, Chen Xun quickly made a decision.
Raphael nodded and crawled through first. After confirming it was safe, he signaled for the others to follow.
Chen Xun was the second to crawl through, then turned around and reached out to help Gail, whose arm was injured.
Gail hesitated for a moment, but still managed to get through with Chen Xun's help.
"Thanks!"
All eight people entered the courtyard.
The stench lessened a bit, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just as Raphael was about to investigate the broken iron gate, Chen Xun suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation!
The "Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct" brings a dangerous and frantic warning!
"Crouch down! Find cover!"
As he spoke, Chen Xun suddenly lunged toward the nearest broken cement pipe.
Although the others didn't understand why, they subconsciously followed Chen Xun's advice based on his accurate intuition earlier!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Gunshots rang out from the darkness outside the broken iron gate almost at the same time Chen Xun shouted!
The bullets hit the spot where they had just been standing, sending sparks flying across the brick walls and scrap metal!
There was indeed an ambush!
It seems the other party made thorough preparations, knowing that some might slip through the net and try to take this remote route!
Fortunately, the enemy's firepower wasn't too strong.
It sounds like there are only two or three people.
Raphael and several security guards immediately returned fire, and gunshots echoed fiercely in the courtyard.
Raphael and several security guards took cover and fought back desperately, bullets hitting the darkness outside the iron gate and sending up sparks.
The enemy was clearly prepared, and their firepower suppressed them so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.
"Fuck! They've blocked the exit!"
Raphael let out a low growl as he changed the magazine.
Chen Xun lay prone behind the concrete pipe, his heart pounding, but his hand holding the gun remained steady.
The peculiar perception brought about by the "instinct for offense and defense in street vehicles" is coming into play.
He could almost feel the trajectory of the bullets, the approximate location of the enemy, and even predict where they might move next.
Like a seasoned veteran of gunfights!
They always manage to protect themselves while making their enemies wish they were dead!
"Two on the left, one on the right."
Chen Xun suddenly spoke up: "There's a pile of discarded tires against the left wall; someone's hiding there. And the one on the right is behind the broken truck by the iron gate."
Raphael was stunned for a moment, and instinctively leaned forward to look, when a bullet almost grazed his scalp.
How did you know?
Anna called out from behind the cover on the other side.
"intuition!"
Chen Xun didn't have time to explain: "Raphael, you guys suppress the one on the left, I'll take care of the one on the right."
"you?"
Raphael's eyes widened: "Mr. Chen, this isn't a movie shoot—"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xun had already moved.
He rolled along the ground and moved from behind the cement pipe to a pile of rusty iron barrels next to him.
The movements weren't particularly fast, but each move was timed to coincide with the opponent reloading or adjusting their firing angle.
Gail clutched her wound, her blue eyes fixed on Chen Xun.
She saw him raise his gun, his arm resting on the edge of the metal barrel, his posture surprisingly accurate.
Chen Xun took a deep breath.
The newly merged instincts kept echoing in my mind:
Don't aim for too long, a fraction of a second is enough.
Lock your wrists and use your whole body to absorb the recoil.
The other party was behind the truck; bullets could penetrate that thin sheet metal.
He pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
At the same time the gunshot rang out, a muffled groan and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from outside the iron gate.
One of the right-side firing positions has fallen silent.
"Fuck!"
The slightly injured member of Raphael's team couldn't help but swear.
Gail's eyes widened, and her favorability rating jumped from 72 to 75.
Chen Xun didn't stop.
After taking down one, he immediately retreated into cover, and almost at the same second, several bullets hit the spot where he had just fired.
The other party reacted quickly.
But Chen Xun was faster!
He didn't even look; he just fired a shot blindly in the general direction based on his gut feeling.
"Bang!"
"what!"
Screams came from outside.
The shot hit a target at the base of the left wall. Although it wasn't fatal, it clearly caused effective damage.
The firepower on the left side weakened instantly.
Raphael seized the opportunity and, together with Anna, peered out to unleash a concentrated barrage of fire.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Gunfire erupted in rapid succession.
A few seconds later, it became completely quiet outside.
Only the faint sounds of gunfire could be heard from the direction of the distant square.
The battle in the courtyard has ended.
Raphael cautiously peered over to observe, then muttered something in Portuguese before turning back with a complex expression: "All three are down! Two are dead, and one is seriously injured."
He looked at Chen Xun with the eyes of someone looking at a monster: "Mr. Chen, what exactly did you do before?"
Chen Xun wiped the sweat from his face: "Would you believe me if I said this was my first time firing a gun in actual combat?"
"I don't believe a damn thing!"
Raphael blurted out, but seeing that Chen Xun's expression didn't seem to be joking, he paused, then asked, "Really?"
"real!"
Chen Xun stood up, his legs feeling a little weak, but he forced himself not to show it: "Perhaps it's due to my innate talent."
He himself didn't believe that.
Raphael shook his head and didn't ask any further questions.
In places like this, everyone has secrets, as long as they're not enemies.
"Check ammunition, prepare to withdraw."
He quickly ordered, "There might be car keys next to those corpses outside. Look for them."
Everyone sprang into action. Two minutes later, Anna ran back from outside the iron gate, waving two car keys in her hand: "We found two, both old Toyotas, but they're still drivable."
She paused, then added, "There's also a motorcycle, a Ducati, it looks pretty new."
Gail's eyes lit up: "It's my training vehicle! The spare vehicle the film crew brought over!"
"I'll ride a motorcycle; motorcycles are better than cars in these alleyways."
Gail raised her chin, wincing in pain from her wound.
Raphael thought for three seconds and then made the decision: "Okay! Mr. Chen will ride in one car with me, Anna, the four of you will take another car, and Miss Gale will ride a motorcycle."
"Once you're out of this alley, don't stop no matter what you see. Keep driving west. There's a gas station there, and it's relatively safe."
"clear!"
The crowd rushed out of the courtyard.
Three corpses lay outside, the stench of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder making one want to vomit.
Chen Xun forced himself not to look and followed Raphael into a white Toyota Corolla.
The car is probably older than him.
Gale had already hopped on the Ducati, started the engine, and let its deep roar echo through the alleyway.
She held the handlebars with one hand, her injured left hand barely resting on them, and nodded to Chen Xun.
Three cars and one motorcycle rushed out of the alley.
The streets of the slums are as narrow as intestines, with densely packed shacks on both sides, clotheslines lying haphazardly, and occasionally drunkards sleeping by the roadside.
The headlights illuminated the road ahead, and Chen Xun, sitting in the passenger seat, stared intently at the road.
"Turn right ahead!"
He suddenly shouted.
Rafael jerked the steering wheel, and the tires screeched on the wet road.
Almost simultaneously, a pickup truck sped out from the left fork in the road, with two people standing inside, each holding a long gun.
"Pursuers!"
Anna's voice came through the walkie-talkie.
"Hold on tight!"
Raphael floored the gas pedal, and the old Corolla darted off like a startled rabbit.
At that moment, an absurd thought suddenly popped into Chen Xun's mind:
Isn't this the real-life version of GTA: Vice City?
The only difference is that the health bar is real, and you can't revive if you die.
He rolled down the car window, leaned half his body out, and fired his gun backward.
[Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct] fully activated.
The car was bumping along, but his hands were incredibly steady.
Chen Xun instinctively sensed the rhythm of the car's swaying, the relative position of the target, and the best time to pull the trigger.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two shots.
The pickup truck's windshield shattered, the driver was shot, and the vehicle went out of control, crashing into a roadside shed with a loud bang.
"Another one!"
Raphael roared, his voice filled with disbelief: "Chen, you're a retired special forces soldier, aren't you?"
"I told you, it's talent!"
Chen Xun retreated back into the car to change the magazine.
My hands were shaking a little, but I was mostly excited.
The thrill of taking control of a desperate situation.
Gail's voice came through the walkie-talkie, accompanied by the sound of wind and engine roar: "Main road ahead! Roadblocks! Two cars are blocking the way!"
Chen Xun looked ahead.
About 200 meters away, two abandoned cars were lying across the middle of the road, with seven or eight figures moving behind them.
"There's no way around it, it's too narrow."
Raphael's face was grim.
"Then let's ram it!"
Chen Xun hardened his heart.
The series of bloody battles had long since ignited his fighting spirit!
"What?"
"Those two cars were totaled and had no power, but the three of us combined could make it through."
Chen Xun spoke quickly: "Gail, you're agile on your motorcycle, go first and draw their fire, then flank from the side, we'll follow behind you."
"You want me to be the bait?"
Gail raised her voice.
"You ride fast, they can't hit you."
Chen Xun paused for a moment, then said, "And I believe you."
There was a two-second silence in the headphones.
"OK!"
Gail's voice held a hint of amusement: "If you die, it's your fault."
Feelings can always heat up quickly in the midst of war, whether it was with Raphael or Gael.
There's a saying that goes something like this:
We've been through thick and thin together, fought side by side, and even done our C-level battles together!
The next second, the Ducati engine roared, Gail crouched low, and the motorcycle accelerated like a black ghost, bursting out from the side of the convoy and heading straight for the roadblock.
The gunmen behind the roadblock were indeed drawn to the motorcycle and unleashed their fire.
"Now!"
Chen Xun shouted.
Raphael floored the accelerator, and the old Corolla roared forward. Anna's car followed closely behind.
Bullets clanged against the car, the rearview mirrors shattered, and spiderweb cracks appeared on the windshield.
Chen Xun gritted his teeth, leaned out and fired again, this time not at a person, but at the fuel tank of the roadblock vehicle.
"Bang! Bang!"
It didn't explode.
But the loud thud of bullets hitting metal made the gunmen instinctively duck.
In that instant of hesitation, the three vehicles had already rushed to the roadblock.
"Collide!"
"boom!"
A loud bang of metal tearing apart.
Two or three old, dilapidated cars were smashed open, leaving gaps and debris scattered everywhere.
Raphael's car sped past, followed closely by Anna's three, whose motorcycles had already circled around to the side of the yard.
The pursuers did not give up.
In the rearview mirror, at least three cars had caught up, one of which was a modified off-road vehicle with plenty of horsepower.
"I can't shake them off!"
Anna reports.
Chen Xun stared at the courtyard street, his mind racing.
For two days, Bao Qiao took him to all the main alleys of this slum for filming.
It was originally used to familiarize myself with the terrain and find shooting angles, but now it has become my life-saving asset.
"Turn left at the first turn of the road in the courtyard, and you'll enter a narrow alley."
"That alley is too narrow; cars can barely get through!"
Raphael objected.
"That's why we're going that way!"
Chen Xun's eyes hardened: "The SUV is too wide to get in, forcing them to split up or give up."
Raphael gritted his teeth and did as he was told.
Old Kachaola turned into an alley less than two and a half meters wide, with the walls on both sides almost brushing against the rearview mirror.
The SUV that was chasing behind indeed braked suddenly in the alley, and the people in the car jumped out and chased after them on foot, which slowed them down considerably.
Two or three other cars followed.
"There's a fork in the road in the courtyard, the one on the right."
Chen Xun continued to give instructions.
The car weaved through the maze-like alleyways.
Chen Xun acted like a real-life GPS, readily giving directions: "Turn left—go straight for fifty meters, then turn right—watch out for potholes on the ground—"
Raphael became increasingly alarmed as he drove.
How could Chen Xun possibly remember such road conditions and visibility so clearly?
Chen Xun gave a brief reply, his eyes fixed on the hospital staff: "Uphill ahead, sharp bend at the top, reduce speed."
The car sped up the hill and made a near-right-angle left turn in the courtyard.
Raphael slammed on the brakes and swerved, narrowly avoiding a collision.
The first and third cars that followed were not so lucky.
The driver was clearly unfamiliar with the road conditions, was going too fast, and lost control while turning. The car crashed sideways into the wall and flipped over.
The second and third cars braked suddenly, almost causing a rear-end collision.
Gail's cheer came through the walkie-talkie: "Beautiful!"
Chen Xun didn't relax: "It's not over yet. The main road is just outside the alley, and there might be a lot of people there. We need to change direction."
"Which way?"
Chen Xun thought for a moment: "Drive towards the sea. There is an abandoned factory area near the coastline on the edge of the slum. The terrain is complicated, making it easy to hide. Moreover, it is close to the main road, so there is a chance to flag down a car and escape."
"You're even being arrogant about this?"
"I studied the map before I came!"
Chen Xun was not telling the truth.
Actually, after mastering the integration skills, his ability to absorb and process environmental information has become stronger, and he finds it hard to forget things he has seen at a glance.
Three cars sped out of the alley and onto a relatively wide road. In the distance, the outline of the coastline and a few scattered lights could be seen.
There are no pursuers at the moment.
Raphael breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the fuel gauge: "There's not much fuel left."
"Just enough to reach the factory area."
"Once we got there, we abandoned the car and walked across the factory area to the other side of the road, trying to contact the film crew or the embassy."
Gail's voice chimed in: "My motorcycle can still go a hundred kilometers."
"Then you'll be in charge of reconnaissance," Chen Xun said, "but don't stray too far, keep them within sight."
"clear!"
The car sped through the eastern curtain.
Chen Xun leaned back in his chair, finally getting a chance to catch his breath.
He glanced at the control panel; the skill icon for "Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct" was glowing faintly, seemingly still adapting and growing.
This skill is so useful.
It's not just about driving and shooting; it's about understanding and controlling the entire street combat environment.
If I make action movies in the future—
He shook his head, temporarily suppressing his professional thoughts. Survival was the priority now.
Twenty minutes later, the abandoned factory area came into view.
The rusted steel frame, the collapsed factory buildings, and the overgrown open space looked like a filming location for an apocalyptic movie.
The three cars drove into the shadows behind a dilapidated factory and turned off.
Everyone got off the bus and gathered together.
The eight Koreans were all in a sorry state.
"We're safe for now!"
Raphael surveyed the surroundings: "This place has a wide field of vision, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Anna, you take two people to the high ground to keep watch, the rest of you treat the wounded and take stock of the supplies."
Gail leaned against the motorcycle, his face pale.
Chen Xun walked over: "How are your injuries?"
"You won't die, but you might be left with scars."
Gail twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Scars are a soldier's medals."
Chen Xun got a first-aid kit from Raphael and handed it to her: "Will you handle it yourself or do you need help?"
Gail stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly laughed: "Help me, it's inconvenient with only one hand."
Chen Xun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he had done.
He crouched down and carefully cut open Gail's left sleeve.
The wound wasn't deep, but it was quite long; the blood had already congealed and was stuck to the fabric.
Fortunately, the "Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct" skill also includes some first aid knowledge, and Chen Xun skillfully used disinfectant to clean the wound.
Gail bit her lip and remained silent.
After Chen Xun finished bandaging her, she said softly, "Thank you for today. If it weren't for you, we might not have been able to get out."
The silence in the factory area didn't last long.
Chen Xun had just finished bandaging Gail's wounds and was leaning against the broken wall, catching his breath, when he heard something unusual.
It's the sound of an engine.
It's coming from the northeast and is rapidly approaching.
"Someone's coming!"
He lowered his voice, his hand already reaching for the gun at his waist.
Raphael and Anna reacted almost simultaneously, crouching low and darting to a gap in the factory building to look outside.
The moonlight wasn't bright, but it was enough to make out the outlines.
There were about a dozen people stumbling and running this way, with the faint light of car headlights behind them.
"It wasn't that group of people from before."
Raphael squinted: "Judging by their clothes, they seem to be from the film crew."
Chen Xun's heart skipped a beat, and he leaned closer to take a look.
As they got closer, the bald man running in the outermost part of the courtyard gleamed like a braised egg in the moonlight.
It's so damn eye-catching!
"It's Fan," Chen Xun said.
"Vin Diesel?"
Raphael paused for a moment, then recognized them: "That's Paul in the back, and Director Lin too!"
It really is.
Vin Diesel led the way, with Bao Qiao supporting someone, and director Justin Lin surprisingly carrying a portable camera behind them.
This director is really going all out!
Filming is still ongoing!
They were followed by seven or eight security personnel, including security supervisor Harper. The team was significantly reduced in size, and everyone looked disheveled.
About two hundred meters behind them, two pickup trucks were chasing them. Someone in the truck leaned out and fired a shot, the bullets hitting the roadside and kicking up dust.
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