"ah……"

Crazy Evan, who was lying on the back seat of the off-road vehicle, slowly opened her eyes, pressed her forehead with her right hand, which was still aching, and asked with a frown: "Who kicked me just now?"

"You fell down by yourself." Sam, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at the dark red earth ahead.

This fragile land may collapse at any time. Since the motorcycle is still charging, it cannot be started at all. Frankenstein decisively abandoned the modified motorcycle and drove the off-road vehicle with some energy left to quickly leave the dangerous area.

The shocking "Great Collapse" scene before made Frankenstein make the decision to leave immediately. Fortunately, the collapse of the earth did not continue. The prompt that Lin Chi is dead did not appear in Frankenstein's sight.

According to Frankenstein's inference, even if Lin Chi is still alive, the chance of being disabled is as high as 95%. In the dark underground, once he obtains a disabled DEBUFF, it means that he cannot come out again.

Next, the battle between this two-person team will be completed by himself and two minions.

In order to prevent the earth under the wheels from collapsing, Frankenstein drove the car very steadily, without any extra movement. The off-road vehicle with unusually huge wheels ran through the dark red soil and drove forward. While he was just awakening, Crazy Evan spoke again:

"This is Leningrad?"

"This is Mars." Frankenstein answered the question in a cold tone.

"Oh, by the way, it's coming on Mars... My master fell to the ground, right?" The blasting expert blinked his only remaining left eye and finally remembered the current situation.

"Yes." Frankenstein nodded.

"Comrade, do you think he would fall to the ground and discover the secret base built by the capitalist, find a huge robot inside, and then press the red button on the robot. It exploded with a 'bang'!" Crazy Evan said enthusiastically.

"Your imagination is quite rich, but normal people shouldn't press any red buttons." Sam turned around and glanced at Crazy Evan sitting in the back seat.

Then, they heard a dull rumble sound underground, and the off-road vehicle's body bumped, as if something had exploded deep in the ground.

"ah?"

Feeling the vibration from the ground, Sam frowned: "You can't have read the script?"

"It's just a guess!" Crazy Evan was humble, but his face was already smiling, looking proud.

It’s a pity that he was not able to be proud for a minute, and he was poured a basin of cold water by Frankenstein:

"You guessed it wrong."

"Why do you say that?" Crazy Evan raised her head in discontent.

"Because your master is still alive." Frankenstein said it was sure.

While speaking, their off-road vehicle had already driven out of the dark red plain and entered the wasteland covered with gravel. Although I don’t know if it was hollow below, the solar car that had only been charged for a while was out of power again.

"Damn it."

Frankenstein cursed a rare word, pressing his hands on the steering wheel, while Sam thoughtfully opened the solar panels folded on both sides of the car body and began to charge the off-road vehicle.

Needless to say, on such a plain without cover, they will be discovered immediately once hostile forces appear. However, abandoning the car and walking is undoubtedly a more stupid choice.

Now, I can only wait for the car to be charged.

The off-road vehicle had just stopped, and Crazy Evan suddenly said, "Ah, I suddenly thought of the past again!"

"What's this time?" Sam got out of the car and looked around, ready to deal with the enemy that could come at any time.

"In the past, one of our allies would load a large amount of explosives on large trucks and force the American captives they caught as drivers." Speaking of this, Crazy Evan looked at the horizon in the distance, with a hint of nostalgia in his voice: "Those Americans thought they were terrorists and didn't know that they were driving their own people. The 'terrorists' in the mouths of Americans were only responsible for long-range detonation of bombs..."

"This is indeed the act of terrorists." Sam frowned.

Before he finished speaking, the earth in the distance trembled again, and the dull roar sounded from far to near. The three of them looked at the direction where the sound came at the same time, and saw the outline of a giant truck appearing in the dust and smoke at the far end.

"It's better not to speak." Sam glared at Crazy Evan and pressed his hand on the hilt of Gao Zhoubo's knife.

It was a wild-shaped terrifying chariot. The body was cast from dark red metal, inlaid with blood-stained spikes and rotating drills. In order to protect the driver, heavy metal plates were welded on the cockpit at the front of the vehicle body.

The car behind the truck was transformed into a mobile war barrier, with dozens of machine gun seats installed on it, and even two turrets that looked like they were removed from tanks.

Seeing the crazy red chariot from far to near, Frankenstein frowned slightly:

How did they get this kind of thing?

Judging from the shape of this chariot made of scrap iron, it is obviously not a scientific equipment, but the criminal tribe of Mars should not be able to obtain such equipment...

The three people present were preparing to deal with this crazy killer when they heard the roar of industrial metal and rang out from the speaker installed on the body:

The other party played a song like a German chariot (Ramstein), which was indeed very consistent with the wild style of Mars. The lead singer's low and magnetic roar was mixed with a man's laugh:

"We are the 'wild boar tribe', goodbye, poor man!"

"Ha, let me leave the enemy of this level..." Sam said as he was about to step forward, but he was stopped by Frankenstein:

"I'll do it." The order issued by Frankenstein was very concise.

"Are you... OK?" Sam raised a sly smile on his lips and looked back at his extremely thin "master".

He has also seen Frankenstein's combat power, and is generally within the range of ordinary human warriors. Sam knew that his master was not on the same level as himself in terms of combat level.

Logically speaking, it is more reliable to do it yourself. But Sam did not object, but just stood sideways, bent down slightly, and made a "please" gesture to Frankenstein:

“I respect your choice.”

"Protect this car." Frankenstein pointed to the off-road vehicle parked in place.

"Leave it to me." Sam nodded respectfully.

"These enemies are so interesting. My new bomb can blow them up to the sky!" Crazy Evan said as he opened his backpack and searched for it. Then he was knocked unconscious by Sam with the hilt of the knife. He leaned against the body of the off-road vehicle and slid down softly.

"This is your stage." Sam stared at the heavy truck that was racing, and Frankenstein walked forward towards the truck, put on his optical camouflage cloak, his body looked like an erased handwriting, and instantly disappeared into the air.

The truck driver also obviously noticed that there was an enemy invisibility. The metal music that was playing suddenly stopped, replaced by a neurotic male voice:

"Idiot, this kind of trick cannot stop the wild boar! "Revelation" tells us that the wild boar is the master of this planet!"

"Is this the reason why you worship a pig?" Sam raised his eyebrows contemptuously.

Seeing that his master had entered a state of invisibility, the swordsman was not idle either. He suddenly exerted force and rushed towards the truck with big strides. Before he could rush to the front of the truck, several machine gun towers operated by humans on the body had aimed at his body.

"Hahahahaha!"

The madmen who were operating the machine guns had a distorted smile on their faces covered with cyan tattoos behind their masks. They smiled and aimed at the enemy who seemed to be seeking death, preparing to smash anyone who dared to stand in front of this car into pieces as usual.

But this time, things are not that simple...

Five double-barrel heavy machine guns with a firing rate of 4,000 rounds per minute, poured out large-caliber bullets as thick as little fingers when Sam was at the location, causing gravel on the ground to fly, and the blown smoke and dust temporarily blocked their sight.

"Die! Death! Death!"

The members of the tribe who fired the gun shouted in unison, like cults who were in a madness. The truck that rushed forward rushed through the smoke and ran over from where Sam was standing just now. The members of the tribe on the side of the car looked down at the same time, and the shouting suddenly stopped:

——No one?

They immediately realized that the suppression shooting just now did not touch a hair on the enemy. But the worse situation was still behind. The heavy body suddenly began to tilt to the right, and the two wheels on the right left the body directly, rolled out diagonally in front, drawing two irregular arcs.

"Before driving it out, you should check whether the chassis of the car is broken." Sam's figure flashed and suddenly appeared directly behind the truck. His whole body was unscathed, and Gao Zhoubo's knife had already retracted his scabbard.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The members of the Wild Boar Tribe had never been teased like this. They were all furious. The tank turret installed on the back of the carriage also began to rotate slowly, aiming at the position where Sam was standing.

Bang!

The hot fireballs soared into the air, and at the same time, the deformed turret was flying up. The metal fragments brought out of the explosion of the turret flew out at an extremely high speed close to the speed of sound, directly cutting off the heads of the closest member of the wild boar tribe who was operating the machine gun.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Seeing that the indestructible barriers to war exploded, the tribe members operating machine guns began to wail, as if they were watching the supreme emperor die before them, and even their faith was destroyed.

When the "sacred" faith is broken, what follows is bone-breaking hatred:

"Tear him to pieces! Pay tribute to our sacred chariot!"

The machine gunners began to roar constantly, and the driver turned around, made a big turn, and rushed back towards Sam.

Facing the oncoming red chariot, Sam smiled slightly and whispered:

"Come out, my summoning beast."

"I'm not a summoning beast."

With the cold sound, a machine gunner's head suddenly left his body, leaving only the headless corpse that was still emitting blood. Before the gunner in another machine gun tower could react, he saw the headless corpse flying out of the seat, and the unmanned machine gun suddenly turned its gun and aimed at him.

At the last moment of life, the bald man with green lines on his face widened his turbid eyes and murmured to himself: "Evil God..."

A two-meter-long fire light burst out from the gun gun's mouth with a high-speed fire rate. The large-caliber bullets attacked from close range knocked the gunman and his gun into pieces floating in the sky. Metal mixed with blood and flesh spread to the back of the car body and landed on the burning ground.

"The gods...betray us!"

He witnessed an incredible scene with his own eyes. Another gunman who was using a heavy machine gun nearby shouted something in panic, aiming the gun at the machine gun tower that should have been unmanned, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Gunshots were everywhere, and the machine gunners on the war fortress all entered a state of panic. They began to fire at various uninhabited locations, but no matter how much they resisted, the massacre continued.

"Ahhhh!"

A machine gunner who was aiming at the ground fire was cut open by an invisible killer, and cold winds at minus 20 degrees below the ventilated pipe were poured into the airway, instantly taking his life. The man was beheaded was the operator of another machine gun tower five meters away from the man.

"It's the evil god... the evil god wants to kill us!"

Under the attack of invisible enemies, the members of the Wild Boar tribe began to wail again. They were not afraid of enemies with entities, but being executed by invisible opponents was obviously beyond the scope of these people's tolerance.

As one of the strongest criminal tribes on Mars, unlike the wild wolf tribe with a large number of people, the wild boar tribe takes the "crazy faithful route". In order to increase the loyalty of the members and completely control these cruel criminals, the leader of the wild boar tribe has created a "wild boar god" after years of brewing, and brainwashed them through various methods, turning all believers into loyal believers of the "wild boar god"!

These sane believers have long forgotten that there is "optical camouflage". After all, in their opinion, no one on Mars has their technical power except for the evil heretic "scientists". Because—

"Our weapons are given by the Wild Boar God! Don't be conquered by the evil god-"

Before the machine gunner who shouted this was finished, he was grabbed by an invisible hand, thrown out of the car roughly, and fell heavily on the rocky ground. Thirty-seven wounds on his body began to spray blood at the same time.

"The absurd beliefs of human beings... are really troublesome." Frankenstein whispered.

Receiving the message from the owner via radio, Sam laughed and turned around and walked towards the off-road vehicle:

"Humans need spiritual sustenance, otherwise they will be very empty," he said.
Chapter completed!