The vehicle was moving slowly on the rugged road, with wheels crushing the stones and making dull sounds, which were very far away on the quiet night.

Driven in Iveco in the middle, Evil was imprisoned in a tight riot vehicle. The space inside the car was small and dim, with only a faint light on the roof flashing, reflecting Evil's gloomy face. His hands were tied tightly by heavy ropes, and the rope was deeply tied into his skin, leaving blood marks. Heavy shackles were also placed on his feet, and every time he moved, the sound of metal collision would make it look particularly harsh in this small space. Evil leaned in the corner, revealing a hint of unwillingness and anger in his eyes. He struggled from time to time, trying to break free from the constraints, but in vain.

Five minutes later, Ston Butch sat in a black off-road vehicle and reported to Colonel Cochon through communication equipment: "I am already chasing the escort convoy, the boss, there are still the last 2 kilometers away from the target, and he is accelerating." His voice was nervous and rapid, his eyes were staring at the front, and his hands were holding the communicator tightly.

Long Zhan, who was in the same car as him, held the steering wheel intently, staring at the front with his eyes tightly, the accelerator under his feet gradually deepened, and the vehicle ran forward like a cheetah. The roar of the engine echoed in the night sky, and the dust raised by the wheels formed a cloud of smoke behind the car. The long-haired woman sat in the back seat, her fingers typing rapidly on the computer keyboard, and various data and maps were constantly flashing on the screen. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and a hint of tension and concentration appeared in her eyes.

Colonel Corche and Nowen are still at the base, and in order to cover up, they can't chase after them immediately, so they can only send Ston Butch and the others. Colonel Corche said seriously to the communicator: "After they have been at the airport, at least two rebel agents have not been arrested. We cannot let them rescue Pavel or steal the keys." His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Received!" Ston Butch responded, and then signaled Long Zhan to speed up. Long Zhan nodded, the accelerator under his feet became a little deeper, and the vehicle rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

In the Russian temporary base, the command center was brightly lit and there were crowds of people. Dozens of people were busy nervously, and various instruments made buzzing sounds. The soldiers who drove the drone were responsible for reconnaissance from the sky, staring at the surveillance video, and the picture of three cars was locked in the picture. He conducted regular reports: "Drone monitoring is normal." His voice seemed a little weak in the noisy command center, but it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

Long Zhan and his friends were still more than 1 kilometer away and did not enter the range of drone monitoring, so they were not discovered at this time. In the night, a tense pursuit was quietly staged. Both sides did not know what was waiting for them ahead, and this contest that concerns the fate of countless people had just begun. In the darkness, there seemed to be pairs of eyes watching all this, and the gears of fate were turning silently, and no one knew what would happen next.

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Life and death speed crisis

On a winding Russian highway with dense cold coniferous forests on both sides, a black pursuit car was driving like lightning. The atmosphere inside the car was depressing and tense, and the small space was filled with an anxious atmosphere. Ston Butch sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his knuckles turned white due to force, and beads of sweat as big as beans on his forehead kept rolling down. His eyes were staring at the mobile phone screen, dialing the woman over and over again.

Friend's phone number. However, the only response to his monotonous and cold reminder sound of "No one answers, please leave a message". The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting his fragile nerves one after another. He became more and more restless, and his heart seemed to be gnawing by countless ants. The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. He wanted to turn the front of the car and run back to his girlfriend immediately. But at this moment, with the task on his body, he was bound by his hands and feet, and he could not get out for a while.

"If the phone cannot be connected, can't you contact her through social software? The Internet is so developed now that you won't have social software, right?" The long-haired woman sitting in the back of the car was staring at the computer screen in front of her, reminding Ston Butch without raising her head. Her fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard, making crackling sounds, and various complex data and maps flashed on the computer screen.

"I never use social software. I have a mobile phone. "Ston Butch roared irritably, his voice full of impatientness and anger, as if social software was something he was extremely repulsive.

"How far is it from the airport?" Long Zhan, who had been silent, didn't want to listen to Ston Butch's meaningless emotional venting anymore, interrupted and asked decisively. His eyes were deep and firm, revealing his long-standing calmness and calmness.

"1.5 km." The long-haired woman replied concisely, her eyes still not leaving the computer screen.

At the same time, the Russian escort convoy not far away was carefully driving on this quiet highway. The escort convoy consisting of two black off-road vehicles and a white Iveco was particularly eye-catching on this empty road. Around the convoy, a drone hovered in the air, like a vigilant eagle, responsible for monitoring all movements around. This drone is Russia's advanced armed drone with smooth fuselage lines and powerful missiles mounted under the wings. Its existence has enabled the escort convoy's security forces to reach full state.

On both sides of the road are towering pine trees, and the pines rustle in the cold wind, as if they are whispering the mystery and silence of the land. The ground is covered with thick snow, reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight. The convoy is driving in such an environment, and the wheels are crushing the snow and making a creaking sound.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! However, at this seemingly foolproof critical moment, danger quietly came. A vehicle disguised as an ordinary truck slowly stopped on the side of the road. A woman with a hideous scar on her face was tall, with cold and fierce eyes, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark. She quietly approached the drone command vehicle, agile and skillful, holding a silencer pistol in her hand. The soldiers in the car were staring at the picture sent back by the drone, without noticed the danger approaching. The scar-faced woman gently pushed open the door of the command vehicle and took action quickly. With just a few dull gunshots, the soldiers in the car fell silently.

The surveillance drone originally used to protect the escort convoy and prevent being attacked by others around them easily fell into the hands of the criminals and instantly became an accomplice of the attacker.

"I controlled the drone." The scar-faced woman reported in a low voice through the intercom, with a hint of undetectable pride in her voice. Obviously, she also had accomplices on the scene, and a carefully planned conspiracy was quietly staged.

At this time, Long Zhan and his party, who had been chasing behind, had already arrived not far behind the convoy. The long-haired woman who was sitting in the pursuit car controlled the satellite surveillance, stared at the screen and said with a serious expression: "The escort convoy is five hundred meters ahead."

At this time, the drone flying in the sky, this powerful killer originally used for armed protection, turned into the sword of Damocles hanging on the head of the escort convoy in the hands of the gangster. Its engine made a low roar, descending rapidly, approaching the convoy. When the drone reached the best shooting position, the scar-faced woman pressed the fire button without hesitation.

"Puff! Swish--" The drone spewed out a dazzling ball of flames, and an air-to-ground missile was launched like lightning, dragging its long tail flames and hitting the first car of the convoy.

With a loud bang, the missile hit the target. The first car was instantly blown into a huge ball of fire, and the burning flames rushed to the sky. Various parts on the car splashed everywhere like flowers of the goddess. Metal fragments passed through the air, and then crackled towards the car behind, making a crisp impact sound.

Iveco, who was escorting Ivere in the middle, was the first to be hit. The driver was an experienced veteran. Faced with the sudden disaster, his face showed a look of horror, but years of training allowed him to react quickly. In order to avoid the debris flying in front of him, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and tried hard to avoid it. The car twisted violently like a drunk giant on the road. The wheels made messy marks on the snow, and a snow mist was raised behind the car.

The soldier in the third car at the end saw the explosion in front, his face filled with shock and fear, and immediately picked up the intercom and reported anxiously: "Command, we were attacked..."

Just as the soldiers were reporting urgently, Iveco, who was constantly twisting in front, was unable to hold on because the twisting amplitude was too large. The car quickly lost control and fell into the snow pile on the side of the road with a deafening "boom". The door behind was directly smashed open. The three Russian soldiers who were in charge of escorting were thrown out like kites with broken strings because they did not wear seat belts and fell heavily on the snow.

Evil was tied tightly to his seat by a strap. The strap was like a life-saving straw at this moment, which was equivalent to tying a seat belt for him. During the fall, he was not thrown away, and even maintained a certain degree of stability. As soon as he fell over, he began to rescue himself desperately, untied the straps on his body as quickly as possible, and his hands trembled slightly due to tension and force.

"The escort vans attacked by the drone are repeated, and they are the escort vans attacked by the drone." The soldiers on the third car behind were still insisting on reporting, and while reporting, the speed also began to decrease, and they were preparing to stop and provide emergency assistance. However, their fate had long been controlled by the ruthless drone. The drone did not intend to let them go, so they adjusted the angle again and launched the second attack.

"Boom~" Another explosion soared into the sky. The third car of four Russian soldiers was also hit by this missile. The huge explosion force blew the car into pieces, and the burning debris splashed everywhere, and the entire car was instantly swallowed by a raging fire. With this terrifying degree of destruction and power, the soldiers on the car could not be alive.

Seeing that in a very short time, almost all the cars were scrapped, and all the soldiers on the car were corpses. If no one else appeared, Evil would definitely be able to escape and ascend to heaven.

At this critical moment, Long Zhan and a group of people who had been chasing behind him were less than four hundred meters away. They could already see the rolling smoke and raging fires ignited after the explosion in front of them with their naked eyes. As long as they were given twenty seconds, they could arrive at the scene for rescue.

Unfortunately, the scar-faced woman's accomplices who cooperated with the action suddenly rushed out from the corner in front. It was a modified Hummer with camouflage painted on the body and a heavy machine gun on the roof. The car roared, raised a snow mist, and came to the vicinity of the overturned car first.

"Action! Action!" As the people in the car shouted loudly, several militants jumped out of the car. They were wearing black combat uniforms and face masks, only showing their fierce eyes, holding the automatic rifle in their hands, and headed straight for the Iveco prison van that was turning off in the middle.

"Someone is chasing me behind me, but don't worry, I will deal with it." The scar-faced woman said through the walkie-talkie. She had discovered the car she was chasing and realized that the people in the car must have been to escort the car. There was a little murderous aura in her eyes. She adjusted the angle of the drone while speaking, preparing to lock the car of Long Zhan and his party.

At this moment, the accident scene was already full of chaos. Because Iveco's prison car stepped on the brakes when it overturned, the speed of progress was not fast. Although the soldiers who were thrown off the car were so dizzy and dizzy, they did not die on the spot. Seeing that a car was driving over, these Russian soldiers struggled to get up from the snow and wanted to fight back. Their eyes were full of anger and unyielding, and they held guns tightly in their hands. However, the number of the other party was too large. In addition, these Russian soldiers were still confused by the fall, and their heads became blurred at this moment. So there was basically no suspense and became the target of the other party's unilateral beating. Once they met, they were all hit by the bullets of the militants and fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, the drone flying in the sky made a beautiful big turn in the air and turned its direction. The plane's head was aimed at the car driven by Long Zhan and others. Between the two sides, one in the sky and the other underground, the drone's fire control system began to start, and the red locking cursor flashed on Long Zhan and others' cars, and the danger approached step by step.
Chapter completed!