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Chapter 1022 Deja Vu

Fundamentalism is not the same as terrorists.

Now many Islamic countries have become fundamentalist, emphasizing the adherence to the most original teachings. This is the freedom of religious beliefs and there is nothing to say. However, once this practice is exclusive, it is fundamentalist radicalism and an ironclad terrorist.

Because radicals choose to kill all those who have different political and religious opinions, rather than viewing you calmly that you have the freedom to believe in Christ Jesus Guanyin, and I have the right to bless Allah.

This is the difference between religious terrorists and ordinary religious beliefs.

So this Islamic religious militants ignored the rich second generation who came to sell medicine in the capital, and just snatched and killed the pagans!

Buck still underestimated the ferocity of this extreme religion spreading on the land!

So now I am ready for defensive operations. Turn on the headlights and rushed in along the relatively wide forest park road. When I heard the sound of gunfire behind me, Chedouli Anu and others could finally take a rest and look at the quiet environment of towering trees around me in a daze.

Only a few people have visited this important Islamic city in the southern part of the city, heard of this famous forest park, and explained to their companions in a low voice. Under the sharp headlights, Buck had already seen the stone defense wall, and his ears also heard the sound of waves washing the shore outside!

Five or six kilometers later, he turned off the lights and stopped the probe: "Viejay! Take everyone out of the car with the wounded. Ah Nu, you command them to arrange defensive positions, but try to hide and let the pursuers go. Magron and I rushed out from here to see if we could get something... Leave those two bags behind!"

The car pit and the gunmen in the back seat echoed in unison. Even the wounded insisted on getting out of the car and walking on the steep hillside lawn next to him. Ah Nu also carefully placed Buck's rifle and seven or eight long and short gun magazines on the back seat. Vijay also performed well and handed over the pack of grenades.

The people chasing behind should have been stopped for a moment. The shaking headlights could be seen from afar. Buck did not flash in his mind at this moment, and he threw these Sulu soldiers down and asked them to block the way for him. He took Ah Nu or Vijay to escape. Those who fully trust him would also gain his trust. He waved his hand and reminded him not to shoot again. Buck deliberately ignited the accelerator and lit the headlight again and rushed out along the road of the Forest Park. This was almost along the other end of the Forest Park by the sea. Buck gave up this opportunity to escape alone: ​​"Pick up your rifle, wait for the enemy to get closer, and shoot two shots to attract attention!"

Magron seemed to have lost his panic and timid mood. He laughed and squatted in the passenger seat. He opened the window. Buck looked at his short figure and was really afraid that he would fall out, so he told him to wear a seat belt.

On the steep slope on the left, the low wall made of stone should be thick, allowing the musketeers to stand on top to resist attackers on the outer coastline, and of course they can also defend and shoot inwards. Buck did not consider setting up an ambush here. His main concern is that there are too many gunmen on the other side, so he must not let the other side find out his position, and cannot be surrounded and locked in a small area, so he will be inseparable.

Get moving!

This is the trick to escape pursuit!

And now there are only two people, and Buck himself feels that the burden is much less. Anyway, more than ten people cannot resist the enemy's influx, so just have to be smaller to find the gap!

The 6.2-liter large pickup truck still rushed down the hillside with great momentum. There was no winding mountain road, but a slightly winding mountain road without too high speed, which made the pursuit convoy behind scramble to shorten the distance. Maybe it felt like it was unfamiliar with the terrain here, and it felt like it was inevitable.

Magron had already understood Buck's central idea, and his slow single shot attracted attention, but Buck slapped his leg: "Put one from the molten bottle in the back, try it out from the skylight!"

It seemed that with Buck's battlefield veterans, anyone would stabilize. Magron was surprised to remember: "Yes!" He found the moulds that Buck taught them to make from his companion's backpack. However, the two bags were slightly improved. The two moulds and four white phosphorus grenades were tied together with iron wire. At that time, Buck was planning to attack the armored vehicle at the door of the mayor's house. Now the young man took it out and listened to Buck's explanation of the usage process.

Tie the handles of four grenades with dirty clothes in a bag, then carefully remove the pull ring, and wrap a few more clothes. Magron carefully held it and climbed out of the skylight, landing in the car like a monkey, and then held it out with both hands as relieved and threw it on the road.

After turning back, the carriage was filled with a smug smile like a prank: "Master! You are so awesome!"

Buck took out his phone to navigate to see the terrain, and then the two of them heard a rumbling sound almost immediately!

Magron poked out most of his body and looked out of the skylight, and was surprised: "It's burning! Master! What a big fire, it's burning!"

Of course!

As long as the explosive bag wrapped in clothes is rolled into any wheel, the clothes are torn open. Once the grenade handle jumps away, the exploded grenade will damage the bottom of the car body. Once the molten bottle filled with black viscous liquid is burned, it flows on the road, and the vehicles behind will be stained with tires and burned!

That is the combustion liquid soaked in gasoline with tire rubber! It also has special seasonings!

If you touch it, you can't get rid of it!

On the downhill section that Buck deliberately chose, it is easy to flow into a large sea of ​​fire unless it is detoured!

The vehicle behind was immediately blocked for a long time. When Buck and the others drove the car back to the city, it was already very far away from behind: "Get out and change the car!"

At this time, there was no need to pay attention to anything, and the two found a messy Toyota sedan, but they still had good performance and started it completely integrated into this southern harbor city with a population of hundreds of thousands.

He took turns to change his clothes, and Buck drove slowly. Magron got out of the car and walked beside him. He bought clothing stores, snack shops, pharmacies, and supermarkets one by one and threw them into the car. Although the price was a bit expensive, he could still be bought in this harbor city that was under the surface controlled by the government. However, it was also a high-priced item that ordinary civilians could not afford. Magron had a good time. Finally, a full truck of supplies was back along the street and back to the gate of the city park.

This time, there was not such a hurry. There were not many vehicles on the streets late at night. After turning off the lights, Buck slowly slid over. In a nearly silent state, the jagged building with ghosts was already brightly lit around, and many vehicles were turning on the lights and cleaning up the mess.

There were many windows on the room in the building, and many figures appeared there.

Silently looking at the black Toyota broken car floating on the road from a distance, it was impossible to enter the park from the gates of the gunmen standing next to it. But in the noise, Buck seemed to be in the salty sea breeze floating from the seaside, and heard the person lying on the window upstairs shouting in English: "What's going on with you? Who is causing this? I must explain it to me!"

A strange English language, Buck seems familiar!
Chapter completed!
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