Daily life of an American TV drama agent

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Two grenades were fired from Hank's launcher, breaking the tracks of the two tanks that were about to circle back, causing them to stop in place.

The tank immediately fired in the direction of the fire in anger, but unfortunately, the place Hank chose was an absolutely safe slope. After firing, he had no line and immediately rolled down the slope without hesitation.

The two shells only stirred up a large piece of soil on the slope, and achieved nothing else.

And Hank's precise marksmanship made the tank crew so scared that they did not dare to get out of the car to repair the tank tracks. They were all experienced drivers, and they must have known that the shelling just now was of no use.

That ghostly gunman must still be ambushing somewhere. As long as they dare to show their head out of the tank, they will immediately be annihilated. The safest way is to continue hiding in the tank and wait until these plague gods leave before going out to repair it. tank.

Of course, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

After Ron escaped to the roof of the building, not only did he not leave quickly, but he took a run on the roof and jumped from one building to the roof of another building twenty meters away.

This is far beyond what human beings can achieve. If it weren't for the exoskeleton, Ron would never have thought of doing this, but now, he has done it.

The two tanks stuck between the two buildings saw that the situation was not good and immediately alerted their companions, but what was the use of warning them?

Ron jumped off the roof and quickly stuffed two high explosives into the tank's barrel. This was originally one of his options for bombing submarines, but he didn't expect that it would be just right to deal with tanks now. .

"Boom!" With two loud noises, the barrels of the two tanks were blown into twisted metal objects, posing no threat to Ron.

"Ron, we have picked up Ramsey and the others, but we only have three cars now, and they have eight cars chasing us. Do you have any better way to help us get rid of them?"

Hobbs's cry for help came from the communicator, followed by gunshots that were so intense that it made one's scalp numb. Ron really didn't know how they could continue to drive under such firepower. .

Ron pulled up the GPS map and took a look. Their current location was just across the line of fire that Ron had initially drawn.

"Hank, we can start now, start the evacuation procedure!" Ron yelled.

Hank's heart trembled: "BOSS, are you sure? You are still in there!"

"Of course you are sure, don't worry about me, hurry up, if you move slower, you can collect their bodies!" After Ron shouted, he took a look at the battery, and there was still a little more than three minutes left to continue.

If the performance parameters given by Howard were not filled with water, this distance would definitely be OK!

At that moment, Ron no longer paid attention to the two tanks that had circled out from behind. He kicked his feet hard on the ground and the mecha ejected from the place in the starting position of a sprinter, with a speed of less than five seconds. Within a few minutes, it immediately reached a speed of nearly 90 km/h.

After jumping over the two-meter-long wall, outside was the Hobbs motorcade being chased around by the pursuers.

However, Ron had no intention of helping, and instead continued to run as fast as he could. Behind him, the dock began to be shrouded in dark clouds. If someone took a closer look with a telescope, they would find that it was not a dark cloud at all, but a cloud made up of nearly a hundred people. A drone swarm composed of drones.

Under the control of the program, they quickly gathered from all directions toward the dock. Each drone was hung with an exaggeratedly sized white phosphorus incendiary bomb. Ron asked Anonymous to arrange for several agents to transport it by truck in advance.

Now is the time to put them to use.

"Boom!" Another cannonball exploded at Ron's feet, but Si Hao did not affect his running speed: "Come on, Hank, let's help these sons of bitches warm up!"

The drones flying over the dock received instructions and dropped incendiary bombs one by one. The sea of ​​​​fire instantly engulfed the dock behind Ron. And due to the program, the drone's bombing range continued to spread towards Ron. .

According to the program, they will stop a little past the middle of the river, and Ron is less than twenty meters away from that place!

One step, two steps... Every time the mecha's long legs took a step, it was about twice as long as an ordinary person's. The flames engulfed the place behind him bit by bit. Even the tank that had just fired at him couldn't be surprised.

Ron seemed to have heard the smell of barbecue emitted by the crew members inside the tank due to the high temperature. Of course, it was impossible for him to smell it. Everything came from his imagination, but Ron clearly understood that the burning feeling behind him was absolutely Not imagined.

It's really a bit hot, but still within the tolerable range.

"Ah~~" Ron took the last step and pushed hard on the ice, trying to throw the entire mecha forward, but he never thought that the power of the mecha would be exhausted in advance due to running at full strength.

Seeing that the mecha was about to be engulfed in flames, Ron simply opened the cabin cover at the back just before the mecha was about to fall, jumped out of the mecha, and fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately we just crossed the line.

But this does not mean that Ron is safe. The explosion range of the incendiary bomb has indeed exceeded, but this range was calculated based on the mecha's endurance, because the mecha's shell can absorb a large part of the heat.

But now, he can only resist with his own flesh and blood.

"You're done! Now I'll be burned to at least a seventh-level disability! What a pity that I have such a handsome face!" Ron cursed, while lying down on the ground, protecting his head with both hands, planning to use his back to greet him Rolling heat waves.

"Boom..." The last wave of incendiary bombs exploded behind Ron, but the imaginary heat wave did not hit. Except that the surroundings became a little hotter, there was no other change.

Ron turned his head strangely and saw behind him, seven cars, led by Toretto's car, Hobbes, Letty, Taj, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Roman, and Arthur, formed a semicircle behind him to block the heat. outer.

"What are you thinking about? You are a member of our big family. I never allow anyone to hurt my family." Toretto stretched out his hand to Ron, and Ron took his hand and stood up.

"I agree with you, 'family' is such a loving term."

"Hi!" Hobbes interrupted, "If Ron is your family, then who am I? In Berlin, you knocked over my car with your own hands, and that's why I was caught by them!"

"You're a cop." Arthur, who had always been taciturn, suddenly spoke with a startling tone.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and then started laughing. Ron smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Arthur, as your boss, I have to remind you that even though we are doing very different things, We are definitely part of the gang, and you have to learn to adapt to your identity."