The news was that the convoy on the opposite side came one after another. Soon a large group of cars came over: "It exploded! The plane came over and happened to be blown up in the refinery, blowing up the largest oil storage tanks and refining facilities, killing many people. Run away quickly, it seems that there will be bombing tonight!"

Several drivers who have experienced many NATO night bombings have confirmed this statement. Usually, one or two fighter jets will not be bombed alone. Often, this is the first round, and at least three or four rounds of attacks will follow. In other words, bombs or missiles have to be combined with integers to be considered a complete air strike. If the military aircraft that flew to the scene later saw that the main target had been blown up, the convoy would usually become a substitute target!

The drivers immediately dispersed their birds and animals, returned to their cars and used walkie-talkies to notify other trucks of the news. Many tankers started to get on the road in the car. It didn't matter where they went. The biggest goal was to leave this air-raided area immediately.

However, oil tankers with a body of more than 20 meters cannot turn around on such highways. The roadbed is slightly higher than the open wasteland on both sides, and there are drainage gullies on the side of the highway. Once the tankers with too large distances between front and rear wheels are trapped, they can basically not get out. So the drivers who are familiar with the road shouted loudly and went to the original suburban parking lot in front to turn around and hurry up!

Buck vaguely felt something was wrong, but when there were people everywhere, it was obvious that he, a foreigner, could easily be identified. Moreover, the drivers were almost all carrying guns one-on-one. I don’t know if it was the IS army’s tanker truck escort or the relatives of these drivers’ own protection, Buck decided to give up the adventure of facing many muzzles head-on and continue to hide on the roof of the tank. However, after the truck started, he quietly pushed down the iron ladder between the front of the tank, hung it on the edge of the iron ladder and held it tightly, ready to jump off the truck at any time.

Since it has been confirmed that going ahead is the focus of the air strike bombing, isn’t the vehicle approaching this area close to the place where the God of Death is coming?

There is basically no need to avoid the bombs caused by air strikes. Whether it is an aviation bomb or a guided missile, the explosion range and damage depth are all invincible!

But the drivers who were reluctant to throw away the truck, or those who wanted to use transportation to escape from this area, made the truck drive particularly unrestrainedly, but the road was so wide that they could not overtake because the oncoming vehicles were already connected in a line.

The reason why Buck dared not act rashly is that it seemed that it was getting bright. As the vehicles approached the city and the refinery after the bombing, the sky-sooning fire illuminated the sky. Buck, who was hanging behind the front of the car, squinted his eyes and looked at the light in the distance, feeling as if he was standing on the steps of the green carriage of the Railway Bureau when he was a child, he looked at the sunrise...

Not to mention, the oil tanker trucks connected to the two sides are really like two trains!

Soon, less than ten minutes later, the truck tankers arrived at the parking lot they mentioned before. The drivers on the way kept shouting to express their panic to the drivers who had passed, but when they really arrived at the parking lot, the fear would be overwhelming, and the parking lot was already full of fire!

This is a parking lot that is beyond Buck's imagination, or it simply fills the roadbed, so that trucks can drive to the large open space on the flat soil and rubble wasteland next to it. It looks like a large tarmac!

That's right, it's like the size that Buck saw in His Majesty's private parking garage last time, but it still had to be enlarged, and the expensive and clever sports cars were replaced with large truck tankers. More than a thousand such big guys could be parked on the entire open space. It was like the first time he went to the logistics market with his father to find the container trucks equipped with Mou Chenfei's sports cars. The trucks that were parked in rows were now ignited and burned into a large area!

All vehicles that could drive were on the road in a hurry, which also caused some congestion next to the parking lot, causing the vehicles that arrived later to start to be crowded on the road. I heard someone shouting loudly, saying that it was a bomb that seemed to be thrown on the other side of the parking lot. Now the city, oil refineries, and parking lots are not safe...

But the messy situation is not in any order. Many people are waving rifles and pistols, but they can still not shoot at their own people casually, just quarrel and scold those unruly guys.

Just when even Buck was a little anxious, the roar of breaking through the sky suddenly came from the sky!

There is no need for air strike sirens or propaganda. Almost everyone, everyone who can move freely, will turn around and run away immediately!

Even Buck jumped out of the tanker truck at this time without caring about it, and ran wildly in a relatively empty corner outside the parking lot!

After all, he had seen night vision of air strike aircraft. From the perspective of the pilot, he probably knew what the black and white night strike image that might appear on this modern military aircraft was like. He was like this... a small dot, while running, he pulled out a tin foil blanket that had already been unzipped from the bottom of his backpack with his backhand, and he was basically isolated from the heat source...

Run wildly!

I ran with all my strength. Even though I felt a little sore when my muscles under my feet were not warming up, I seemed to have stepped on some stone on my toes, which was a bit crappy, but I ignored it!

The speed of the supersonic fighter suddenly flew across the sky and rushed to his ears in just three or four seconds. The roar of the scalp thrill came again!

Then this time I heard a very loud whistle!

It was a thick and fat aviation bomb or something falling from a high altitude, and when it fell with supersonic acceleration, it cut through the sky and rubbed the air!

It was also the grim smile of the god of death waving his sickle!

Buck saw a pit that seemed to be in the range of sight, threw himself in, held up his hands in front of his face with his hands holding up the tin foil blanket, and a foul odor hit him, and he just realized that he had fallen into the pit!

The whistle had already hit the ground with a loud bang, and Buck, whose face seemed to have hit the feces, only felt the light of all his sights!

With a puff, he just pulled down the tin foil blanket and covered his face with both hands, and he took the initiative to bury his whole body into the cesspool!

According to Buck's understanding of explosion, most artillery shells and bombs have an explosion angle at the moment of explosion. In theory, lying on the ground will reduce a certain chance of being killed by shrapnel. However, such a huge bomb, shock wave and explosion shock can still kill people at a certain distance and peel them into strips...

Only by hiding in the bomb crater, as long as you are not lucky enough to go to the horizon, the bomb will be blown in the pit, and you can basically avoid it!

Even if it is a cesspool, it is a life-saving cesspool!

But Buck, who had already held his breath, still felt that his butt, which might have been exposed outside, seemed to be shaved by a huge Gillette razor!

Moreover, the sticky and surging dirty things around me seemed to be pulled by a huge vacuum cleaner, making an unpleasant sound of stalemate bubbles!

What's wrong with this?
Chapter completed!