Pursuit and Counterkill!

"23 off-road vehicles," Qing Chen said, glancing back casually before counting the number.

The 23 black SUVs had been hiding in the woods on both sides.

The old man glanced at the vehicles and said, "Solid rubber tires, and bulletproof alloy armor covering the hoods. They're very well prepared."

At that moment, as Qing Chen and his SUV drove through the wilderness, they followed like a pack of wolves.

The off-road vehicles roared and bounced through the wilderness, the rugged dirt road causing all the vehicles to undulate like the bodies of hungry wolves as they charged.

Qing Chen and his team's off-road vehicle, on the other hand, resembled a lone antelope being hunted by a pack of wolves.

No, it's not just wolves.

There are also bee colonies.

Suddenly, hundreds of drones took off from behind the off-road convoy.

The Kamishiro Family's swarm of combat drones, like hundreds of killer bees breaking free from their hive in an instant, buzzed and rapidly approached...

The terrifying, dense swarm of black drones flew at extremely high speeds, unaffected by any terrain in this wilderness.

"We can't determine what type of weapons are inside, nor can we determine if there are any B-Class experts inside," Qing Chen said calmly.

The old man said, "This is a swarm of Kamikaze-02 combat drones, all carrying heat-seeking Stinger missile. Each drone costs hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the Stinger missile alone account for half of that cost."

Looking in the rearview mirror at the menacing assassins, Hu Xiaoniu suddenly felt as if he were facing a black tsunami that had already risen high.

They could be swept into the seabed at any moment by the waves that are being filmed.

He glanced at Qing Chen in the rearview mirror, only to find the other man looking down, seemingly doing something.

Leisurely.

Hu Xiaoniu slammed on the accelerator, trying to create distance with speed.

Hu Xiaoniu said, "Our off-road vehicles are better than theirs. The shock absorption, suspension, axle, tires, and horsepower are all superior. Without those drones, they wouldn't be able to outrun us. Now, the gap between us is slowly widening."

However, Qing Chen said, "Don't drive too fast, slow down and keep up with them."

Slow down?!

Hu Xiaoniu was stunned. In a situation where he was being chased, everyone would want to run as fast as possible, so why was Qing Chen telling him to slow down?!

Wait, is Qing Chen trying to turn the tables?

But the difference in numbers between the two sides is too great, and those drone swarms are moving too fast, rapidly approaching!

On rough roads, off-road vehicles should not be driven at more than 80 kilometers per hour, otherwise they are very likely to overturn.

Qing Chen and his team have good quality vehicles and advantages, but they can only drive up to 90 km/h at most.

But the drone's speed is clearly over 100 kilometers per hour!

The old man calmly asked, "I know you're very skilled with a sniper rifle, but even if you did, and even if you hit every shot, it would still take more than fifty seconds to take them all down. That's enough time for them to enter our firing range. If just one of them gets within 200 meters and is hit by a small heat-seeking Stinger missile, we're all finished."

Qing Chen remained expressionless and said, "Why bother shooting down drones? Just shoot people."

At this moment, Qing Chen used Puppet Master to infuse Knight True Qi, cut open the back seat, took out a sponge from inside, and distributed it to the others.

"Plug your ears," Qing Chen said.

"You don't seem panicked at all. You looked so serious before, but now you seem relieved?" the old man chuckled, not seeming particularly worried.

"My biggest worry is that the other side will send two A-levels, but if they don't, then we don't need to worry too much," Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Niu, open the trunk."

"Huh?" Hu Xiaoniu was stunned for a moment, but still pressed the button to open the trunk.

Qing Chen continued, "Open all the car windows and quickly plug your ears."

Hu Xiaoniu and the others hurriedly stuffed sponges into their ears.

The next moment, they saw Qing Chen turn around and lie on the back of the back seat, and a huge black sniper rifle appeared out of thin air.

That cold, hard "winning people over with Conquer by Virtue" is so hardcore it's suffocating, like the strongest muscle on a god's arm.

The old man asked in surprise, "So Li Shutong helped you find all of this."

Qing Chen didn't speak because he had completely shut down his hearing.

The next moment, the boy pulled the trigger.

A deafening roar erupted inside the car, and the windshield of the SUV he was in was shattered instantly by the sound.

Hu Xiaoniu, Li Ke, and the old man felt as if they had been hit in the chest with a hammer, and they began to experience tinnitus.

The greater the firepower of Black Sniper, the more ferocious the roar it produces.

This kind of irritating noise is unavoidable in the cramped space of a car, even with earplugs; the earplugs only slightly reduce the noise damage.

Meanwhile, in the convoy behind, an assassin wearing holographic glasses and controlling 12 drones via neural network suddenly had a huge hole in his chest.

A bullet the length of a palm pierced the assassin's body, then pierced the chair behind him, and the assassin behind the chair.

In an instant, 12 drones in the drone swarm lost control, stumbling and flying to both sides, and even colliding with other drones.

This is the simplest way to handle it.

Killing just one person is enough to take down 12 drones.

Previously at Weiyang Lake Park, he couldn't directly attack Zhang San because the other party was hiding in the shadows.

Now, those assassins are chasing him frantically in their off-road vehicles. To Qing Chen, it's as if these people have put him in a metal box and willingly offered him a beating.

In fact, Qing Chen could have directly hit the driver, which would have caused the vehicle to lose control.

However, the vehicle will not roll over immediately after it loses control; it will continue to move forward until it encounters an obstacle on the ground.

During the time the vehicle was out of control, if the assassins controlling the drones were determined to kill, they could still disregard their own safety and use the drones to quickly approach Qing Chen and his group to launch an attack.

Therefore, killing the operators of these drones is Qing Chen's optimal solution.

Qing Chen pulled the trigger three times in succession, and each bullet hit the assassins wearing holographic glasses with precision.

In just over a second, nearly half of the drones lost control.

The 23 SUVs behind him all turned on their high beams, the intense light shining on Qing Chen's face so brightly that he couldn't see the people sitting inside at all.

The outline of the vehicle was not even visible.

Moreover, the originally scattered convoy slowed down to varying degrees within just five seconds, bringing all the vehicles into a straight line with Qing Chen and his group.

In that case, from his perspective, Qing Chen could only see the car at the very front!

The old man sitting next to him yelled, "There are sunglasses in the passenger side glove compartment, do you want to wear them?"

Qing Chen calmly replied, "Sunglasses can't block out high beams."

The old man, suffering from tinnitus and with foam plugs in his ears, couldn't hear what Qing Chen was saying at all, "What? You panic when I put on sunglasses? What are you panicking about!"

Qing Chen glanced at the other person and then ignored him.

Even if he could solve the problem of high beams, he still wouldn't be able to kill the neuron connector through so many vehicles.

At this moment, Hu Xiaoniu also noticed the problem, and he suddenly shouted, "Hold on tight!"

In an instant, Qing Chen's vehicle suddenly turned right and forward, and their off-road vehicle rushed up a ditch, and then the whole vehicle soared into the sky.

In that instant, Qing Chen and his team's vehicle moved out of the range of the high beams.

Moreover, Hu Xiaoniu's maneuver also caused them to no longer maintain the same straight line as the cars behind them.

Let those neuronal connectors be brought back into Qing Chen's sight!

Right now.

With the vehicle still in mid-air, Qing Chen continued to pull the trigger as if he were completely unmoved.

The bullets fired, and time seemed to stand still!

After seven consecutive shots, the number of drones chasing them decreased visibly.

The terrifying black tide following behind them was actually dealt with by Qing Chen in a decisive way.

Qing Chen glanced at the night sky and saw 11 Kamikaze-02 drones flying overhead, indicating that he had missed with one of his shots and that the enemy had taken evasive action from inside the vehicle.

Hu Xiaoniu and his team also discovered this. The remaining 11 drones were like death itself, and he could even imagine the scene of the drones' lower firing ports opening.

If the other side gets just a little closer, they should be within the lock-on firing range!

Qing Chen wasn't sure which vehicle's neuron connector had escaped unscathed, but this time, instead of firing at people, he fired 11 bullets in one go, bringing down 11 drones.

The last drone's heat-seeking missile had even begun to fire, but before it could leave the launch bay, its Stinger missile was swerved by the drone's tilted body.

It struck the deserted wilderness, bursting into intense flames.

The reason Qing Chen told Hu Xiaoniu not to increase the distance was this: he needed to keep the firing range within 400 meters so that the shooting could be more accurate.

The old man seemed to have completely stopped worrying. He followed Qing Chen and leaned against the back of the seat, looking behind him. All the windows of their car were shattered, and cold wind was blowing into the car.

He yelled, "Your sniper rifle is amazing!"

Not only the old man was so moved, but Hu Xiaoniu and Li Ke were also participating in Qing Chen's battle up close for the first time. The sniper rifle's ability to dominate the battlefield was so amazing that it was beyond words.

Qing Chen typed on his phone and showed it to Hu Xiaoniu: "Xiaoniu, keep your distance."

Hu Xiaoniu understood immediately and stepped on the gas. By this time, the threat of the drone had been eliminated, and Qing Chen no longer needed the 400-meter absolutely straight trajectory. They could increase the distance, and Qing Chen would still be able to deal with all the vehicles with ease.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw two black figures suddenly jump out of the side doors of the two cars behind them.

The two black figures landed with their bodies leaning forward after jumping out of the car. However, just when Qing Chen thought they would roll on the ground, he found that they had already stood firm. With a sudden burst of power from their legs, their speed was even faster than that of the off-road vehicle behind them!

The vehicle couldn't travel at full speed on the rough road, but the two people moved as if they were flying over the terrain, walking on the rough surface as if it were flat ground.

In just a few seconds, the two figures who had fallen behind the convoy overtook it again and approached Qing Chen and the others like lightning.

As the two ran wildly, each step was extremely heavy, like a drumstick striking a drum, shaking one's mind and spirit.

Even more strangely, Qing Chen turned on his hearing and could hear strange noises coming from the other person even from a great distance.

It sounded like precision parts meshing together.

"A machine?" Qing Chen frowned.

The old man said, "They are war robots from the Kamishiro Family. Within the Kamishiro Family's city, there are many war robots, similar to the mechanical guards in Prison No. 18, used to replace the duties of the PCE Public Security Management Committee. Once the war begins, those so-called security robots will immediately become war machines."

"The speed is about 110 kilometers per hour, which is the speed of B-Class vehicle!" Qing Chen observed and calculated the speed of the other party. He subconsciously aimed at the other party and pulled the trigger, but the two figures seemed to have already locked the trajectory of the bullet and made an evasive maneuver after calculation.

It's too fast; a war machine with this kind of mobility is a natural nemesis of snipers.

There will be another chapter at 11 PM.