Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 35 Have Fan Kang's gang members gone mad?
If it weren't for Milton's instinctive reaction, the car's vulnerable side would have been directly hit by the SUV's front end!
Milton and Veronica, who were sitting on the right, were definitely going to die, and the car would certainly be totaled on the spot!
“Fan Kangbang!” Milton sat up straight, enunciating each word carefully. “They came so fast.”

Putting aside other factors, this gang is indeed extremely efficient in its actions.

At the same time, Milton glanced at the rearview mirror.

After the Jeep overshot its mark, it didn't leave. Instead, it slammed on the brakes, swerved sharply, turned on its headlights, and sped off again towards Milton.

The gang members even rolled down the car window and opened fire on them with their submachine guns!

Of course, this kind of shooting is unlikely to be effective at high speeds.

Hearing the crackling sounds behind him and feeling the roar of the cars beneath him, Lutz was completely stunned: "Have the Van Conn gang gone mad? Racing and shooting right there in the street? If they do this, Malacan will never tolerate them again!"

"Is it really worth it for a little bit of troglitazone? This is a Jeep Grand Cherokee ZJ! That's a car only bosses can afford, right? They're willing to use this car to ram us?"

"Their reaction is too strong, something's not right..."

“Brandon, get to the waste disposal plant at all costs.” Milton regained his composure and gave orders methodically. “Watch out for vehicles coming from other directions. Judging from the Van Conn gang’s actions, they’re probably going to mobilize all their mobile forces in the entire town.”

Brandon swerved somewhat frantically, heading in the general direction of Green Leaf Street: "What about the cars chasing us?"

Milton reached out and opened the sunroof, unbuckled his seatbelt, and said calmly, "Leave it to me."

He picked up the FN FAL, stood up straight, and stuck half of his body out of the sunroof!
If you dare to chase, Milton dares to fight!
"Luz, Veronica, hold me steady."

Without hesitation, the two people in the back seat leaned forward and wrapped their arms and bodies almost entirely around Milton's legs, just for a little more friction.

Otherwise, Milton would definitely be thrown out due to inertia!
Milton struggled to raise the muzzle of his gun, barely managing to control its sway, aimed at the approximate direction of the enemy, and pressed the trigger.

bang bang bang bang...

Without a dual-axis gyroscope stabilizer, the accuracy of firing like this would be very poor... However, Milton's FN FAL can be considered a makeshift machine gun!

Suppressive firepower to reduce the opponent's margin for error!
Milton and the car beneath him could withstand many pistol bullets, but the other party couldn't withstand the damage from M80 bullets!
Moreover, he can continuously calibrate the trajectory using M62 tracer rounds, while the opponent can only fire with faith in the dark.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
In the midst of the frenzied firing, a bullet shattered the headlight of the Grand Cherokee behind him. However, just as Milton was about to adjust his gun and try to attack the driver, his body suddenly veered uncontrollably to the left, and the side panel slammed against the car, sending a sharp pain through him.

Sharp turn!
There's an intersection ahead!
With a hiss and the sound of burning tires, Milton saw his right rearview mirror hit the guardrail at the intersection and fly off, grazing his helmet.

The car is experiencing oversteer, also known as drifting.

The enemy's Grand Cherokee roared up and followed, undeterred by Milton's terrifying firepower, and even continued to attempt to return fire.

"Boss!" Brandon's panicked voice came at that moment, "Two more cars are coming, right in front of us! Holy crap, these lunatics didn't slow down, are they going to ram us head-on? What's wrong with the Van Kang gang? Why are they reacting so strongly?!"

"That's the only way we can get there; we'll have to take a detour!"

In a one-on-one chase, the rear-wheel-drive Chevrolet Caprice, with its 260 horsepower and faster acceleration, can gradually outpace the Grand Cherokee.

However, once other obstacles appear, the difficulty of escaping increases exponentially!

This isn't a race with rules—Van Conn's gang has gone so far as to fire shots in the street and even crash cars to stop Milton!
Milton had realized that Van Conn's car gunmen had only one goal: to delay Milton's arrival at the waste disposal plant at all costs.

Otherwise, in a normal encounter, Milton, with his overwhelming firepower advantage, would have a million ways to annihilate the enemy.

But he couldn't slow down, he couldn't be held back; he had to get to the waste disposal plant at full speed! Otherwise, once the enemy dealt with the evidence at the waste disposal plant, Milton and his companions would immediately lose their legal status and be hanged!
Only by rushing to secure the evidence immediately could the storming of the hospital and the street shooting be branded as "legitimate law enforcement," thus saving lives. Milton arrived before the evidence at the waste disposal plant disappeared; he was the valiant prosecutor, and Fan Kang's gang were the terrorists, and vice versa.

Now that we're forced to take a detour, we're starting to find ourselves in a passive position...

“Then we’ll take a detour… You have the authority to make the decision, don’t ask me.” Milton took a deep breath and glanced back.

If you take a detour, you'll have to go through a very large C-shaped bend.

While preparing for the impact, Milton's mind was racing.

We must find a way to reduce the enemy's numbers as quickly as possible to relieve Brandon's pressure.

bang bang bang...

While Milton was firing to suppress the enemy, Brandon desperately grabbed the apex of the corner and drove onto the inside line, taking the best entry line to the outside.

The Chevrolet Caprice sped through the sharp bend at nearly 100 km/h, and Milton was once again pressed against the sunroof frame... Judging from the sound of the tires, the car was just a hair's breadth away from losing control and overturning!
But this gamble actually put the pursuers a little further ahead, giving Miltondo half a second to adjust.

Milton wouldn't let any opportunity slip by; he immediately straightened up and raised his gun... but he aimed slightly out of Brendan's driving path.

Compared to the Chevrolet Caprice, which is prone to drifting when cornering at high speeds (oversteer), the Grand Cherokee ZJ, a four-wheel-drive SUV, is more likely to experience understeer (pushing).

So, you need to look outwards a bit!
The instant he saw the headlights of the pursuing vehicle shining on him, Milton did not hesitate and once again gripped the trigger tightly.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang...

The FN FAL unleashed a fierce barrage once again... Milton could even vaguely see the barrel starting to emit a little white smoke due to overheating.

This is not a real machine gun, after all.

The continuous firing of 100 bullets put immense pressure on the barrel.

But this time, with its position predicted and its speed forced to slow down due to cornering, the Grand Cherokee had no chance of avoiding the bullets.

The last 20 or so M80 rounds at full power from the drum magazine swept across, shattering the windshield and creating a cloud of blood mist in the driver's seat.

The Grand Cherokee, having lost its driver, immediately overturned, rolling heavily off the road and into a ditch.

Keng!
The gunshot stopped after the bolt recoiled to its final position and made a metallic clanging sound as it struck the rear of the receiver.

Milton fired the last bullet from the drum magazine.

An M62 tracer round hit the leaking gasoline, and the intensely burning bullet instantly ignited the entire car!

The towering flames illuminated the night.

Milton shook his right arm, which was almost numb from the powerful recoil, and shouted into the car, "Get me a new drum magazine! Quickly!"

In the firelight, Milton could already see two Van Conn Dodge Chargers hurtling towards them without slowing down... Such expensive cars again, and the fact that his companion's gruesome death hadn't deterred them!

(End of this chapter)