The terrorist convoy who successfully forced the water truck to stop got off the car and got 20 or 30 people.
The men rushed to the side of the water truck with guns in one hand, making all kinds of strange screams from their mouths, and the other hand slapped the jar with the rhythm.
It seems that the jar is being used as an instrument, giving them a thrilling fanatic soundtrack.
Team B, a group of six people hiding in the jar, were buzzing with their ears when the noise of the jar was slapped, and they could only endure it and not make any sound.
In order to stabilize the hostages, Long Zhan said in a silence: "They don't know that we are here, they are just deliberately making trouble with oil barrels as toys, knocking them randomly, keeping them steady, and you will be able to pass soon."
When the rest of Team B heard what Long Zhan said, he felt very reasonable and calm.
However, James Parker did not have such a good mentality. Long Zhan's words were useless to him. He was scared by the noise and got out of control.
I open my mouth and want to scream!
Fortunately, Long Zhan's reaction was fast enough, so he reached out to cover his mouth as soon as possible, and then locked his neck with his arms accurately.
Clay, who was sitting opposite, also reacted quickly, and cooperated with Long Zhan to suppress Parker's legs that were about to move.
It only takes five or six seconds.
Parker, who was pressed tightly on the left and right sides of the neck, fainted due to the blood supply in the brain.
Jason and others saw Long Zhan’s actions, and Parker with a tilted neck.
No one had any worries in his eyes. He believed that Long Zhan's skills would be very exquisite, and he would only knock people out without strangling them to death.
The biggest safety hazard was lifted, and the B team members continued to wait quietly.
The water tank was left to be photographed with a shocking sound, and there was no movement.
Long Zhan’s guess is correct.
Twenty or thirty terrorists who looked like they had been slapped around the water truck for nearly half a minute, and seemed to have had enough fun, and then ran away and returned to their respective cars.
"We can leave now."
The nerves were tense, and when he saw the terrorists breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately restarted the car.
The terrorists did not doubt the identity of the water truck. After getting on the bus, they quickly drove towards the camp and separated from the water truck.
After the water truck drove out for one or two hundred meters, Soto's heart was relieved.
Finally, I dared to bring the removed headset again and told me on the radio: "B1, they are gone, I am temporarily safe now."
Jason and his group of six in the jug were also breathed when they heard the news.
I passed the level without any danger.
It's just one of the levels.
The water truck drives back to Kano City from its current location and needs to pass through a 10-kilometer checkpoint, and you have to deal with terrorists that appear at any time on the way.
Just asking an accident in any of these links may lead to a new crisis.
The most important point is...
Team B's bad luck has not yet dissipated, and no one can guarantee what will happen next.
In this atmosphere where no one dares to relax, the waterwheel drove forward for less than 5 kilometers and encountered a new crisis again.
Lei was paying attention to the rearview mirror and suddenly found a convoy appeared behind him.
A convoy full of armed men with guns, mainly off-road vehicles and motorcycles, was quickly catching up from the camp.
Lei's face suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes kept looking at the reflective lens on the left.
Soto, who was sitting in the co-pilot, also realized it, looked at the reflector on the right, and found the convoy being catching up with.
"They are so fast that we can't get rid of them and will catch up with us soon."
Soto felt that this matter was very tricky. He had no combat experience at all. He immediately called out: "B1, there are three cars behind our butts, following up at 5 kilometers and are accelerating to catch up."
If you don’t understand, leave it to a more professional person. Soto did a good job in this regard.
It didn't make you slapped in a swollen face and make you fat!
"B1 is received and is trying to figure out a solution."
Jason resumed playing with Soto and asked everyone: "What do you think?"
"It was probably the large army that went back just now that they found the guard corpse that I beaten to death. They came to their senses and knew that it was us who did it, so they chased after him." Clay said.
"B2, how long is it expected to be caught up."
Long Zhan did not answer Jason's words, but first communicated and called Lei, hoping for more detailed information.
"At most, five or six minutes, if we are lucky enough, we may be able to last for 10 minutes." Lei replied helplessly.
"I received it, I understand."
Long Zhan finished the radio call and said in a deep voice: "The time is too short and we can't reach the evacuation point. If we are caught up by terrorists, we will still be in the jar, and we will be very passive at that time.
There were only three terrorists who caught up with them, and only twenty or thirty were killed.
I suggest that instead of being caught up and being passively beaten, it is better to find a favorable place to get off the car and build a position and attack these bastards first."
Long Zhan likes to take the initiative, that is, he wants to be profitable and fierce enough.
If you dare to drive and chase me, I will dare to stop and fuck you.
"I like this idea, do it."
As a dynamite barrel player, Sunny's active attack is also his favorite.
"Gibran's analysis was very good. We couldn't use it in the jar. Once we were caught up, we couldn't fight back at that time." All Metal also said.
"We can really beat them, and even if we can't kill them all, we can still get enough time for our next retreat." Brock said.
Seeing that so many people from Team B supported Long Zhan, they chose a place to take the initiative to fight back.
Jason did not use any ink traces, and simply used his tablet to call out the drone signal and scan the terrain within 1 kilometer in front of the vehicle.
With the advantage of the drone's viewing at high altitude, an excellent counterattack point was quickly found.
"B2, there are multiple buildings 800 meters ahead, which look like abandoned houses. We will get off the bus at the fastest speed."
“Strike back??”
When Soto heard Jason's action plan, his brows frowned. The first feeling was that Jason was crazy, but he did not object.
"Oh boy.(Exclamation, similar to damn, my goodness)"
Hearing Jason's idea from the radio, Ray couldn't help but exclaim.
Such an adventurous and radical fighting style will stop and work hard when someone chases you. It will never appear on the relatively conservative thunder.
However, since Jason had made the decision, Commander Soto did not object.
The most important thing is that I have thought about it myself, but I have never thought of a better way.
Chapter completed!