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Chapter 37

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

If not for Milton's subconscious reaction, the sedan's fragile flank would have taken a head-on collision from the off-road vehicle's front end!

Milton and Veronica, seated on the right, would undoubtedly be dead, and the sedan would certainly be totaled on the spot!

"Fan Kang Gang!" Milton steadied himself, biting out each word one by one, "They arrived fast."

Not to mention anything else about this gang, their initiative is indeed extremely strong.

At the same time, Milton glanced at the rearview mirror.

That Jeep didn't leave after overshooting; it slammed the brakes directly, whipped the wheel, turned on its headlights, and charged toward Milton's direction at full speed once more.

The gang members on top even rolled down the windows, stuck out their submachine guns, and sprayed fire at them!

Of course, while driving at high speed, this kind of shooting is very hard to make effective.

Luz, hearing the crackling sounds behind him and feeling the car's roar beneath him, was already completely stunned: "Have the Fan Kang Gang people gone mad? Racing and firing guns right on the main street? Doing this, Maracan Town absolutely won't tolerate them afterward!"

"Is it worth it for that bit of Pioglitazone? This is a Jeep Grand Cherokee ZJ! That's a vehicle only a boss could afford, right? They're willing to use this car to ram us?"

"Their reaction is too big, something's off……"

"Brandon, get to the Garbage Disposal Plant with all your might." Milton regained his composure, issuing orders in an orderly manner, "Watch for cars from other directions; judging by Fan Kang Gang's formation, they're probably mobilizing all their mobile forces in the entire town."

Brandon, steering somewhat frantically, drove toward the general direction of Green Leaf Street: "Then, what about the car chasing us from behind?"

Milton reached out to open the sunroof, unfastened his seatbelt, and said flatly: "Leave it to me."

He picked up the FNFAL, straightened his body, and thrust half his body out of the sunroof!

If they dare chase, Milton dares to shoot!

"Luz, Veronica, brace me."

The two in the back seat didn't hesitate at all; they leaned forward, practically wrapping their entire arms and bodies around Milton's legs, just for that much more friction.

Otherwise Milton would definitely be thrown out by inertia!

Milton laboriously raised the muzzle, barely controlling the sway, aimed in the enemy's general direction, and directly held down the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang bang……

Firing like this without a gyroscopic dual-axis stabilizer, accuracy would be very poor…… but, the FNFAL in Milton's hand can count as a makeshift machine gun!

Firepower suppression, lower the enemy's margin for error!

Milton and the car beneath him can tank many pistol rounds, but the enemy cannot withstand the damage of M80 bullets!

What's more, he can continuously correct the trajectory through M62 tracer rounds, while the enemy can only spray and pray in the darkness.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Amid the frantic spraying, a bullet shattered the Grand Cherokee's headlight behind them, but just as Milton was about to adjust the muzzle and try to hit the driver, his body suddenly lurched uncontrollably to the left, the side plate slammed hard against the car, sending a burst of pain through him.

Sharp turn!

Intersection ahead!

Screech…… the sound of burning rubber and friction rang out; Milton saw the right side mirror hit the intersection's guardrail and fly off grazing his helmet.

The car exhibited oversteer, which is the drifting problem.

The enemy's Grand Cherokee roared after them, not scared off by Milton's terrifying firepower, even still trying to shoot back.

"Boss!" Right then, Brandon's panicked voice came, "Two more cars appeared ahead of us, right in our path! Damn it, these madmen aren't slowing down, they want to ram us head-on? What kind of fit is Fan Kang Gang throwing? Why is their reaction this huge?!"

"That's our must-pass route, we can only detour!"

If it were a one-on-one chase, the RWD Chevrolet Caprice could rely on its stronger 260 horsepower and faster acceleration to gradually shake off the Grand Cherokee.

But once other obstructors appear, the difficulty of escape rises exponentially!

This isn't a regulated race——Fan Kang Gang has gone crazy enough to fire guns on the street, even willing to ram cars directly just to block Milton!

Milton has already seen it; the Fan Kang Gang drivers and gunners have only one target: delay Milton's arrival at the Garbage Disposal Plant, at any cost.

Otherwise, if it were a normal encounter, Milton, holding absolute firepower superiority, has ten thousand ways to annihilate the enemy completely.

But he can't slow down, can't be held up, must reach the Garbage Disposal Plant at full speed! Otherwise, once the enemy disposes of the evidence inside the Garbage Disposal Plant, Milton and his group will immediately lose their legal identities and be strangled completely!

Only by rushing there immediately to secure the evidence can the strong assault on the hospital, the street racing and shooting, be stamped with "legal law enforcement," saving their lives.

If Milton arrives before the Garbage Disposal Plant's evidence disappears, he is a valiant Inspector, and Fan Kang Gang are terrorists; vice versa, the same.

Being forced to detour now, already a bit passive……

"Then detour…… you have the decision-making authority, don't ask me." Milton took a deep breath, glanced backward.

The detour requires passing a very large C-turn.

While bracing for impact, Milton's brain was also spinning rapidly.

Must find a way to reduce enemy numbers as fast as possible, ease the pressure on Brandon.

Bang bang bang……

While Milton fired to suppress the enemy, Brandon fought to seize the apex, taking the optimal entry line from inside to outside.

The Chevrolet Caprice blasted through the hairpin at nearly 130 km/h; Milton was pressed against the sunroof frame once more…… judging by the tire sound, the car was a hair's breadth from losing control and rolling over!

But this gamble shoved the pursuers slightly farther back, buying Milton an extra half-second of adjustment time.

Milton wouldn't waste any chance; he immediately righted himself, raised the muzzle…… but the spot he aimed at was slightly farther out than Brandon's driving line.

Compared to the Chevrolet Caprice's tendency to oversteer——that is, oversteer——when cornering at high speed; the Grand Cherokee ZJ, this 4WD off-roader, is more prone to understeer, that is, the pushing problem.

So, aim a bit farther out!

In the instant the pursuing vehicle's headlights swept over, Milton did not hesitate, once again gripping the trigger tightly.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang…

The FN FAL once again unleashed fierce firepower… Milton could even vaguely see wisps of white smoke beginning to rise from the overheated barrel.

After all, this was not a true machine gun.

A hundred bullets fired in succession subjected the barrel to immense pressure.

But this time, the Grand Cherokee, whose position had been predicted and which had to slow down for the turn, no longer had any possibility of dodging the bullets.

The last twenty-plus M80 Full Power Bullets in the drum magazine swept across, shattering the windshield and sending a large spray of blood mist into the driver's seat.

The Grand Cherokee, having lost its driver, immediately rolled over, tumbling heavily out of the lane and into a small ditch.

Clang!

The metallic sound of the bolt carrier slamming into the rear of the receiver as it returned to position came through, and the gunfire ceased.

Milton fired the last bullet in the drum magazine.

An M62 Tracer Round struck the leaking gasoline, and the fiercely burning bullet instantly ignited the entire vehicle!

Soaring flames illuminated the night.

Milton shook his right arm, which was nearly numb from the massive recoil, and shouted into the car: "Get me a new drum magazine! Quick!"

In the firelight, Milton saw two Dodge Chargers of the Fan Kang Gang charging over without slowing down… such expensive cars again, and yet the horrific death of their companion had not even scared them off!

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