"Bang!"

A deafening gunfire sounded in everyone's ears. The special black shot in the hands of the special forces team members quickly ejected from the specially-made thickened barrel. Zhang Yang noticed that the special forces team members' hands trembled, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Isn't the power of this special shotgun a little too exaggerated?"

The special forces team members who could shoot at the ak47 quickly without trembling, were trembling with this special shotgun. It is conceivable how powerful this shotgun is. Zhang Yang was full of glory at this time, and he was glad that he did not escape from prison rashly. In this way, it seems that escaping from prison is simply a tragic act of seeking death.

"howl!"

As the special shotgun hit t1000, t1000 made a strange and harsh roar, as if the scene of the grenade placed inside Zhang Yang again appeared that day. This shotgun exploded half of the body of t1000, and silver metal flew around, and the remaining body hit the car hard, knocking out a huge depression in the special thickened iron sheet of the car.

This scene looks a bit bloody, with only the lower half of the body left, but in fact, all you can see in this scene is the cross-section of silver metal. The shattered silver metals roll and gather again and gather again.

Zhang Yang was sure that even if he used his mental power to block the power of this kind of shotgun, he would probably not be able to take it. What's more, there was not one person in front of him, but three people.

Dyson looked at the scene, his lips trembled due to surprise or fright.

"This is what you mean by liquid metal robot, t1000?"

"Correction, the official name is not a robot, it is a Terminator."

Zhang Yang interrupted the story next to him, he was still wearing handcuffs and hid behind another special forces member with Dyson. Although this behavior of pretending to be an ostrich looks shameless, it is very safe.

"Crazy."

A strange sound rang out, and the shotgun in the hands of the special forces member who fired the gun was dismembered like a scrapped iron piece, but it seemed that it could no longer be used.

"Is this special shotgun disposable?"

At this time, the black shotgun appeared again on the hands of the other two team members, as if each was equipped with one, and then each loaded the black shotgun.

Zhang Yang lost a reconnaissance technique without any trace, and consumed 100 general points to obtain information about the gun.

"Item name: A special super shotgun for individual soldiers - xl model."

"This is a single-soldier super shotgun developed by the US side in 1997. It is extremely powerful, and the explosion power is equivalent to the explosion damage of two high-explosion grenades in a closed space. However, because of this, the barrel can only withstand one launch and will be scrapped. The development cost of each shotgun is as high as 170,000 US dollars. It is only equipped with a few special forces in actual combat."

"Attribute: Causes powerful explosion damage to the target, with penetration, tearing, and explosion effects. After hitting the human body, it can cause devastating explosions and shatters of more than 95% of the parts. It can instantly cause death, and the specific damage number cannot be evaluated."

Looking at this message, Zhang Yang concealed the shock in his heart.

If it weren't for confirming that I was in 1997, not the 21st century, it was a bit unbelievable that such a powerful weapon Zhang Yang was, and a hint of chill flashed in my heart.

"If...if...if I had appeared in San Diego, I was attacked by such special forces...and equipped with an XL super shotgun..."

"If something happened during the escape, if these policemen did not see t1,000 during the battle at the Los Angeles Mall, maybe they would have done something to flatten the place, and they would have no value to use it..."

"Anything happened... I'm dead."

Zhang Yang felt scared in his heart. He always thought that with his own strength, there was naturally no problem in registering in such a relatively low-level world. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated these worlds.

At this moment, he suddenly understood some problems. In order for the previous few lives of the system hosts to die one after another, not everyone has such good luck. Zhang Yang could almost imagine that a certain host also came to the world of Terminator, and then encountered the same experience as himself, and finally chose to escape from prison in the same car...

What awaits him will be eternal death.

Now these three special forces members protect Zhang Yang because Zhang Yang still has the value of utilization. Zhang Yang's face is calm. If his value of utilization is gone, Zhang Yang believes that these three guys don't mind wasting a bullet to destroy him.

The second special forces member fired another shot at the shattered t1000, which directly penetrated the metal iron sheet next to the police car. The t1000's entire body was completely shattered, and half of his body fell from the car.

On the way from the Los Angeles Police Department to Seberding Company, you will pass a hillside with a steep cliff next to it. The car was driving on this section of the road. The special forces team threw away the scrapped barrel in their hands, then picked up the AK47 again and kept the alert, making several gestures.

"The attack target has been resolved. Two xl shotguns, No. 1, and No. 2 are used to prepare to remove residual metal in the carriage, No. 3, pay attention to protecting the safety of hostages..."

Zhang Yang heard these special forces members speak for the first time, and his voice was filled with a hint of hoarseness. Only those who shouted slogans all year round would be this sound. This sound resounded through the ears of the three people through radio, and then the No. 1 and No. 2 walked towards the silver metal scattered in the carriage. At this time, the silver metal had gathered into a puddle the size of a sea bowl. Suddenly, Zhang Yang's rushing shout came from behind.

"careful!"

No. 1 and No. 2 were instantly alert and saw the silver puddle in front of them fluctuating. Two sharp long thorns "grown" out of thin air from the puddle, which was 1.5 meters long. Before the No. 1 team member could react, he pierced his head from the jaw by the long thorn. The smooth surface of the long thorn instantly grew a barb, and then it suddenly became thicker. The head of the team member No. 1 was broken almost instantly, and the yellow and white brain matter was instantly mixed with blood and sprayed out, spraying it into the entire carriage.

"Gee, gee, gee..."

No. 1's mouth made a giggle and he stretched out his arm to pull out the long thorn, and then he twitched for a few moments and died instantly.

"monster!"

“No. 1!”

Needless to say, this long thorn with barbs must be a masterpiece of t1000. Zhang Yang was shocked and pulled Dyson away from the silver metal area. The No. 2 team member came over and slanted his body slightly to avoid the vital points, but his right shoulder was pierced. The long thorn stretched and retreated as if he had life, and immediately hooked up a large piece of bloody flesh.

The entire situation changed instantly, and t1000 perfectly counterattacked the special forces.

Zhang Yang couldn't say he was afraid, but he was not comfortable. The whole car was covered with the unlucky No. 1's yellow-white brain and blood. No. 2's right shoulder was covered with blood, revealing white bones. Only No. 3 protected Zhang Yang.

However, Zhang Yang was paying attention to another point. Such drastic changes occurred continuously. The driver who was driving in the cab had no movement at all. It seemed to have verified his idea. The cab was like an explosion of watermelon, and red blood was instantly sprayed on the glass.

At this time, the silver metal in the car had taken the opportunity to gather together, about the size of a basin, and then a ball of silver metal drilled out of the cab. The long thorns on the surface of the puddle quietly disappeared, and then turned into a human face.

"You... are ended!"

"Da da da da da."

The moment the human face appeared, the AK in No. 3's hand instantly spit out a flame tongue and emptied 4 magazines in a row. The mercury face was beaten into pieces and made sharp roars. A bad premonition flashed through Zhang Yang's heart. Now the driver is dead, who is driving the car?

This is a straight road, about 300 meters long. At the end of the road is a turn, and next to it is a towering cliff with rocks. No. 3 is blocking the advance of t1000. No. 2 is injured in his right shoulder. Zhang Yang and Dyson took the opportunity to drag No. 2 over and hid behind No. 3 together. This is the scene at this time.

"Can I uncuff my handcuffs first? I can help."

Zhang Yang tried to break free. The handcuffs were obviously specially made and could not be broken free. No. 2 signaled Zhang Yang to find him. Zhang Yang groped for a few times, then found the key, opened the handcuffs, and threw them aside.

The tenacity of t1000 exceeded everyone's imagination. Zhang Yang picked up the ak from No. 2 and began to shoot at T1000. No. 3 took the opportunity to retreat aside, threw away the ak in his hand, and began to assemble the xl model shotgun again.

After assembly, No. 3 was about to aim, suddenly, from directly above the roof of the car, a long silver blade pierced, piercing No. 3's head and penetrated its body. No. 3's entire body seemed to be nailed to the car by the sharp blade and died immediately.

Seeing the sudden occurrence of the incident, Zhang Yang felt very troubled. Unlike when he was fighting in the shopping mall, the current t1000 seems to have used all the tricks to kill Zhang Yang and others, with long thorns, long blades, deformations, and various strange means emerged one after another.

Zhang Yang looked at the glass in front and saw that the car was less than 100 meters away from the curve ahead. If no one entered the cab, everyone would fall down with the car. The cliff was more than 50 meters long. No one had such strong vitality except t1,000.

The driver died, Professor Carl died, No. 1 died, No. 3 died, and No. 2 was seriously injured, only Zhang Yang and Dyson were intact.

Zhang Yang threw away the empty magazine, and then watched the car get closer and closer to the curve. At this time, t1000 once again transformed into a human face, with a hint of coldness and madness, and said coldly to the surviving Zhang Yang and others.

"You... are over!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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