My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

"Xiaohan, be careful, protect yourself."

Jia Sheng said to Lei Xiaohan.

Hearing this, Lei Xiaohan saw a fierce look on his face, and his whole face became twisted and ferocious with determination. Lei Xiaohan vaguely guessed what he was going to do, so he didn't say much and tightly protected his head with his hands.

Seeing this, Jia Sheng frowned and turned the steering wheel fiercely, turning the entire off-road vehicle around. The black car behind did not expect that Jia Sheng would suddenly turn the front of the car around. He had no time to react and collided with it with a "bang".

The huge impact caused the glass of both vehicles to shatter. The glass of the off-road vehicle was not shattered so seriously, but was only covered with a layer of spider web-like cracks.

Jia Sheng felt a violent impact. Although he was wearing a seat belt, he still felt like he was going to be knocked out.

At the moment of the collision, the airbag also popped out, protecting Jia Sheng and Lei Xiaohan at the same time.

Jia Sheng ripped open the airbag covering his head, picked up his pistol, and shot the confused man in the black car.

The bullet penetrated the glass and hit the man's face perfectly at such a close distance. Before the man could even utter a exclamation, he fell onto the steering wheel and died.

This was Jia Sheng's first time killing someone, but he had no time to express emotion or fear because the black cars behind him had already followed.

"Fuck, this kid actually has a gun!"

Seeing his men being shot in the head, the leading man cursed and then shouted to the people around him:

"Hit them all! Hit him to death in the car, and his gun belongs to us!"

After saying that, he was the first to ram the car, apparently intending to kill the enemy.

Jia Sheng didn't care anymore. He pushed the car back violently to prevent the man from rushing in front of him so quickly. At the same time, he raised his gun and fired several shots at the man opposite.

The bullet penetrated the glass in front of the man. The man bent down, leaving only his hands turning the steering wheel randomly.

"Whatever you are doing just watching, do it for me!"

When he saw that he was the only one dealing with Jia Sheng, he yelled angrily at the younger brothers.

Several young men looked at each other, but finally drove up together and attacked Jia Sheng from all sides.

The closer to this critical moment, the calmer Jia Sheng became.

He let go of the steering wheel, holding two pistols in each hand. When the cars surrounded him, he accurately aimed at two of them and shot each of them in the head.

In the blink of an eye, the man lost two of his younger brothers.

"Fuck, trash!"

When the man saw this, he gritted his teeth and poked his head out from under the seat. He didn't care whether he would be hit by Jia Sheng's stray bullets or not, and just rushed forward.

The off-road vehicle was hit hard again. This time the entire front of the vehicle was flattened and dented, and the window glass shattered and fell like raindrops.

Half of Jia Sheng's body fell forward hard, his head hit the steering wheel, and his head was bruised and bloody. Fortunately, he only scratched a large area of ​​skin and suffered no other injuries.

And that man injured one thousand enemies, suffered eight hundred losses to himself, and his own headlights were smashed. He was no better than Jia Sheng.

At the same time, the two cars next to the off-road vehicle originally wanted to fish in troubled waters, but now seeing how hard their boss was working, they guessed that if the boss dealt with this guy later, he would immediately come to deal with them.

They knew how terrifying the boss was when he was angry, so they cognizantly joined him in crashing into the off-road vehicle desperately.

At this time, Jia Sheng's off-road vehicle was like a small boat in the sea, being carried by countless storms and constantly being hit by waves.

Although the off-road vehicle had been modified, it could not withstand such a collision. Jia Sheng was pushed around and his arm accidentally scratched a lot of broken glass, causing blood to drip down.

He endured the severe pain and tried to keep his concentration steady, realizing that the man in front of him was the leader. As long as he was dealt with, the remaining two minions would not be a problem.

Regardless of the blood dripping from his hands, Jia Sheng raised two guns at the same time, stepped on the clutch, and started shooting wildly at the man in front of him. He doesn't care whether he can hit or not, he just shoots, shoots, shoots until the last bullet is used up!

That man was not blessed by God. Before Jia Sheng was about to finish shooting the bullets, one shot directly penetrated his chest and entered his heart.

There was just a "pop" sound, and the man was shot in the heart, and a violent pain that paralyzed his nerves attacked him. He lowered his head and saw the wound that had penetrated him. Then he lowered his head unwillingly and fell on the steering wheel, dying.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, the remaining two people dared not go against Jia Sheng, so they reversed the direction of the car and tried to escape.

Jia Sheng would not give them a chance. He quickly loaded the two pistols with bullets, and then fired several shots through the rear glass of the car as they drove away.

His accuracy was like aiming at a fixed point, and he actually shot the two thugs who were trying to escape with just a few shots.

The thugs were hit by bullets. Although they were not dead yet and were still gasping for breath, the huge pain made them unable to drive. The two cars turned over on the snow at the same time.

Seeing this, Jia Sheng kicked open the door of the off-road vehicle, held the gun, and walked to the two overturned vehicles.

His blood flowed down his arm and dripped on the snow, leaving a red mark along the way, like a piece of pure white paper smeared with red ink drops.

He stood in front of the two cars, said nothing, looked at them condescendingly, and then shot them twice, ending their lives happily.

After dealing with these guys, Jia Chang sighed. His back was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. His off-road vehicle must not be driven, so he could only use the man's car to drive back to the gas station.

At the moment when the crisis was completely resolved, he thought of Lei Xiaohan.

Lei Xiaohan seemed to have been silent from the beginning. He had been busy dealing with these ruffians, and he didn't know how she was doing.

Afraid that she would be injured, Jia Sheng hurriedly ran to the SUV.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door of Xiaohan's off-road vehicle, he saw her clutching her stomach in extreme pain and falling on the driver's seat.

"Xiaohan, Xiaohan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her like this, Jia Sheng felt very panicked and quickly asked Xiaohan in a low voice.

But Xiaohan didn't speak, he just kept his head buried in the driver's seat, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Xiaohan!"

Jia Sheng quickly grabbed Xiaohan's shoulders and lifted her up. Only then did he see that there was a large piece of glass inserted in the center of Xiaohan's abdomen, and blood was flowing along the edge of the glass. Drops.

Blood had flowed all over the floor. Lei Xiaohan was wearing so many thick clothes, and the blood was stained on them. It was clearly visible. It was hard to imagine how much blood she had lost at this time.

"Xiaohan!"

Jia Sheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly took her out of the car and carried her to the car where the leader man was still intact. He pulled the body out of the car, sat in the driver's seat, and quickly drove to the gas station and supermarket.

"Xiaohan, just hold on, hold on, there may be something there that can save you, there must be bandages and hemostatic medicine..."

Jia Sheng kept talking, tears flowing down unconsciously.

His arms hurt and were stained bright red. But he was completely numb to the physical pain, and there was only one voice that kept ringing in his heart:

Save Xiaohan, save Xiaohan, save Xiaohan...

Driving the car quickly to the gas station, Jia Sheng took Lei Xiaohan out of the car. Lei Xiaohan looked miserable and almost lost consciousness.

Jia Sheng held her in his arms and felt that she was so cold, even colder than the surrounding environment. The blood on his arm mixed with the blood on Lei Xiaohan's abdomen and dripped on the snow together.

It was like hot flames dripping on the ice, melting the snow immediately, but their blood was still hot.

After carrying Lei Xiaohan into the supermarket, Jia Sheng saw that the supermarket was in a mess, with many pieces of women's clothes thrown away. There were also a few simple sleeping bunks on the ground.

After placing Lei Xiaohan on the sleeping bunk, Jia Sheng frantically searched for useful things in the supermarket.

Finally, on the innermost shelf, he found the remaining bag of alcohol cotton.

"Xiaohan, I found it, I found it, you are saved..."

After finding the alcohol cotton, Jia Sheng seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw. He grabbed the alcohol cotton and knelt down next to Lei Xiaohan. His hair was soaked with sweat.

He gently opened Lei Xiaohan's clothes and saw that the piece of glass had been inserted deeply into Lei Xiaohan's stomach. If he pulled it out forcibly, Lei Xiaohan might die faster.

Jia Sheng didn't dare to make a move. He grabbed the alcohol cotton and paused on the spot.

"Jia Sheng..."

Lei Xiaohan endured the severe pain and gently called Jia Sheng's name.

Jia Sheng lowered his eyes and choked with sobs as he said:

"I'm here, Xiaohan, I'm here..."

"Please hug me again."

Hearing this, Jia Sheng dropped the alcohol cotton in his hand. He bent down, used the smallest but most determined strength to hug Lei Xiaohan who was lying on the ground, and buried his head on her shoulder.

Lei Xiaohan raised her hand, and every movement made her feel heartbreaking pain.

She touched Jia Sheng's wet hair and said:

"Just like the dream I had before...your hair...wet..."

Jia Sheng was speechless. There seemed to be a blood clot in his throat. He wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Lei Xiaohan wanted to take one last look at Jia Sheng. She had already tried hard to raise her head, but just when she was about to open her mouth to speak, she felt a wave of sleepiness that was even more intense than the pain.

She couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to sleep.

She closed her eyes, and the hand that was gently stroking Jia Sheng's hair gently dropped.

Jia Sheng knew what happened, but he didn't dare to face it at all.

He knelt on the ground, motionless.

His hands were still bleeding. Bleeding non-stop. It dripped next to Lei Xiaohan's body.

Lei Xiaohan is dead.

Like a withered rose, it will wither forever in this hopeless snowfield.