Kirill got into the passenger seat, Andrei got into the back seat, and the car immediately headed north along the seaside road.

"There are 10 minutes to go. ”

10 minutes was not the timed detonation time of the bomb in the 5-ton truck, but the approximate time it took for the heavy truck driven by Joseph to arrive at the pylons of the European part of the Bosphorus II Bridge.

Andrei and the three of them will rush to the exit of the bridge to the north, and a German Volkswagen driven by Valentin and Yuri in the car will pick up Josef and run away: depending on the actual traffic on the bridge, Joseph can set the bomb to detonate in 3, 5 or 15 minutes.

As for the five-ton truck in the parking lot, there is no need for Andre and the others to worry about it, the truck will detonate on time 20 minutes after Kirill destroys the vehicle's starting circuit.

The bomb in the five-ton truck was not only timed, but it would explode if anyone tried to defuse it, and the door of the cargo box would also explode, and it would explode if they wanted to tow the car away, but it would be an explosion anyway, and the two bomb maniacs, Kirill and Joseph, had almost no chance to defuse the bomb.

Unless...

The only way is to cut open the crate, and then transport the first bag of explosives inside, and after it is basically emptied, the remaining bomb detonation mechanism itself and the bundle of explosives are left, and there is only the power to destroy a few nearby cars.

But even if the Turks found out that there was something wrong with the truck, they even knew that there was a bomb in it, and waited for the bomb disposal experts to arrive...

The daylilies are cold!

Even if there happened to be a bomb disposal unit drinking tea and carrying equipment in the cafes diagonally across the parking lot, it would never have been enough to remove the entire eight tons of 30-kilogram bags of explosives inside.

This is the death situation prepared by the Red Devil, when André and Kirill get out of the car and lock the door, everything is already doomed and cannot be changed!

Five kilometers from the nearest exit to the No. 2 Bridge, the Channel Highway is as heavy as ever, and Alexander uses a little Nazca driver technology as the Ford moves fast through the traffic.

It's either super fast, it's a relatively good level of performance among Turkish drivers, and it is no problem to reach the exit of the No. 2 bridge in 10 minutes.

Alexander and the others had to prepare in advance for the pick-up, and Joseph at this end was driving a heavy truck on the east side of the approach bridge across the sea.

Fortunately, the traffic was a bit heavy, but it was still able to move, and it was not a gamble to death: once it was blocked, it was funny, and Joseph was forced to enjoy the big fireworks 5 kilometers away, and then abandoned the car and left on foot because of the temporary paralysis of traffic on the bridge.

Fifteen minutes later, the bomb exploded, but it could only destroy a section of the bridge, not completely destroy it.

Drive slowly along the rightmost lane, without hurrying or slowing.

On the right hand side of the car is a narrow sidewalk, and there are really idlers who take pictures on foot, and at first glance they are tourists from Europe.

Joseph could only say sorry to these people in his heart: stop and take pictures, and in ten minutes or so these people will still be on the bridge, and the bomb will explode.

Fortunately, the bridge is too long for adults to take children so far, otherwise Joseph may have felt a little awkward.

As for whether there are children in a large number of cars on the bridge...

The nearby ones should have gone off the bridge by the time the bombs exploded, and the later ones were out of sight and out of mind for Joseph.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see a Volkswagen SUV following up, and honestly following the back of the truck without overtaking, Yuri and Valentin are in that car.

The bridge is truly spectacular, with eight lanes in both directions, and the view from the bridge is very pleasant, but the Turks will soon not be able to see the scenery from above for a while.

The truck followed the traffic all the way to the towering bridge tower in the European part, slowed down, and the direction was slightly to the right, and it didn't even forget to turn the signal, as if the car had broken down.

The truck stopped, pulled the handbrake, opened the hood, unscrewed the key, pressed the detonation timer switch, and got out of the car.

Rounded the front of the truck and turned to the front of the truck, opened the hood, and looked at it pretendly.

It's simple, it's like there's something wrong with the car. There was a car block, and no one could see what he was doing - it was just that the car broke down, not unusual. The car in front doesn't care about the situation behind you, and the people in the car behind you complain a few words, anyway, they don't block the traffic, just squeeze a little.

Two meters away is the pylon, and the carriage is parked in the middle, just in the right position.

Walking forward, Valentin's car successfully plugged to the left after the truck turned signal, and slowly overtook it, which would stop in front.

Joseph walked to the right side of the SUV in two steps, pulled the door open and got inside.

Valentin, who was driving, stepped on the accelerator and said casually: "Don't tell me for three minutes!"

"I'm not stupid, it will detonate in 4 minutes and 20 seconds!"

As he spoke, Joseph pulled open a long bag in the back seat, which contained a Bulgarian-made folding tray AK47 and a stack of pre-loaded magazines.

There was also a bag at the foot of the G3, which contained a G3 with a short tube folding support, all of which were weapons that could be found in Turkey, although they were all obtained from Bulgaria.

The bullets prepared were made in Romania and West Germany, and they were all produced in the mid-70s.

It's a bit old, the quality is guaranteed, and it's been long enough to find out the source.

In fact, all the bullets came from Africa, and the people who bought them on the black market and sold them did not know where they came from, and they didn't know how many hands they had been dumped by the army and arms dealers.

Germany was full of bullets, and Romania, Bulgaria, and the Turks were not in good shape, and the Kurds were all black there, and if there was a need to use guns, they didn't care about hacking the two countries north of Turkey.

Four minutes and twenty seconds, enough for the car to drive off the bridge and hide a little.

At this time, the first four lanes became three, and the traffic became significantly more congested, and the view in front of the Volkswagen became better.

There are fewer cars that can squeeze up in the back.

The place under the bridge was even busier, and after four minutes the car had already gotten off the bridge, and Joseph's car was leading Alexander's car to the northwest, and this guy was still looking at the watch and playing countdown!

“… 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, detonate!"

At this time, the car had already driven to a hill nearly a kilometer away from the bridge, and at the beginning of Joseph's countdown to "15", Valentin turned his signal to slow down.

Bombing the Bosphorus Bridge, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you may regret it for life!

Parking, there are houses around here, but it doesn't block the view, and there are no people. Everybody didn't get out of the car, but they could see it anyway.

The last few countdown Josephs were silent in their hearts, and then saw an earth-shattering scene!

A large black-brown smoke suddenly erupted from the bottom of the tower on the west side of the No. 2 Bridge, which instantly expanded and instantly surrounded the 100-meter-high tower bridge above!

Valentin's sentence "it!" burst out: There was a freighter at least 200 meters long under the bridge, just barely a third of the way!