Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Shot Explodes a Car
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Xiao Han told everyone the news of the emergency departure through the intercom.
Half an hour later, four off-road vehicles drove out of the Hotan Hotel.
Zhou Tong sat next to Song Jian, a little nervous, "Song Jian, are we in trouble?" ”
Song Jian nodded, "I hope I can get rid of this trouble." ”
The car got on the highway and sped along the national highway.
Just as Song Jian and the others had just left the Hotan Hotel in four cars, the bearded guest with a white scarf had already picked up the phone and said in Arabic: "They left and went along the national highway in the direction of Tarim." Four off-road vehicles with a total value of around five million. ”
"Got it," said a thin black man with a stiff stubble beard on the other end of the line, standing in a modest hospital room and listening to the humming of a young man with white gauze wrapped around his wrists and ankles on the bed.
"Enough! Stop yelling! The thin black young man glared at the young man on the bed, "Hmph, it's not like my brother at all." Wait, I'll bring that kid's arm to make you soup!" ”
As soon as the young man spoke, everyone around him, including his parents, fell silent, not daring to speak again.
"Prepare the car, take the guys, from the path, chase!" The young man waved his hand, and one of the people behind him immediately nodded.
Soon, an old-fashioned jeep scurried from the bottom of the road to National Highway 215 with a bang.
Song Jian drove the car while carefully observing the surrounding situation, it stands to reason that even if the other party's forces are very strong, there is no way to keep up with a few of them in such a short time. But for some reason, Song Jian always felt a little chill in his heart.
An hour later, a streak of yellow sand rose in the desert in the distance, faintly looking like an earth dragon.
Song Jian's heart chuckled, he picked up the intercom, and said, "Sister Xiao Han, the speed of the three of you cars slowed down. ”
At the front was Xiao Han's vehicle, and she didn't ask the reason, she said "um" and slowed down.
Song Jian said to Zhou Tong beside him: "Zhou Tong, you go to the other person's car first, and I'll go to the front to see the situation." ”
"No, I want to be with you," Zhou Tong shook his head resolutely and said.
Song Jian didn't force it, after all, this car was Xu Haitian's special car, and Xu Haitian specially let people transform it, so it should be very safe.
"Okay, let's go ahead and have a look." Song Jian stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the place in front of him where the yellow sand was raised.
"Huh? Why is Song Jian going? Why did he let us slow down, it wouldn't be that he found out that something was wrong, drove away first, and let us be shields. Ding Jie shouted into the intercom, he didn't care whether Song Jian heard it or not, he just complained to the intercom, "Let's slow down, we will be caught up by those outlaws behind, what if we catch up?" What to do! Song Jian, he must have escaped first. ”
"Shut up!" Xiao Han didn't have much patience, "Shut up, if you don't believe in Song Jian's people, you can drive forward now, no one will stop you!" ”
As soon as Xiao Han said this, Ding Jie lost his temper, he was also frightened, and he felt that it was safer to be with everyone.
Song Jian drove the modified Range Rover and sped towards the yellow sand, and when he reached about three hundred meters, Song Jian took out a telescope and looked there, a Bupeng jeep was speeding in the yellow sand, rushing towards the road.
Obviously, the jeep also spotted Song Jian, and the car changed direction slightly, and was about to stop Song Jian on the road in front.
"Whose car does that belong to?" Zhou Tong asked, "They seem to want to intercept us." ”
Song Jian put down the binoculars, nodded, and said, "If you're afraid, close your eyes, it's okay." ”
As he spoke, as soon as Song Jian stepped on the accelerator, the Range Rover roared, and he headed towards the jeep.
"Head, there's that car!" The driver of the jeep, an Arab man, spoke.
In the passenger seat, it was the brother of the young man with a broken hand, he shook his teeth and said, "Copy the guys, pull down the cloth pun, knock down the car for me, don't let it escape!" ”
There were seven or eight people sitting in the car, and when they heard the head say this, one of them stood up and pulled the cloth down, and then the rest of them picked up the guns around them, including Belgian rifles and MP5 submachine guns.
"Hey, don't hurt those chicks!" One of the men raised his rifle, bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile, a white scarf wrapped around his head and a thick beard filled with yellow sand.
"Song Jian, they ...... They have guns! Zhou Tong shouted in horror, at this time, the distance between the two cars was only more than three hundred meters, and the other party pulled down the cloth peng, revealing the people inside, and several black hole muzzles were aimed at Song Jian's Range Rover.
"Bang!" With a thud, a rifle bullet hit the front of the Range Rover in front of it.
With a "snap", the bullet exploded far away and landed in the yellow sand.
"Ahh Zhou Tong was just an ordinary woman, when had she seen this scene of real knives and guns, she screamed in fright.
"Get down, get on my lap!" Song Jian spoke, and at the same time, he took out a pistol that was no more than ten centimeters long from his arms, the pistol seemed to be transparent, and it blended with the color of the surrounding air. It was Long Wei.
Zhou Tong looked at Song Jian blankly, not understanding how Song Jian could have a strange pistol in his hand.
"Get down!"
Song Jian stretched out his hand, unfastened Zhou Tong's seat belt, and then reached over with his left hand, bent Zhou Tong down, and lay on his lap, although the car was modified, but when it encountered a powerful rifle and an armor-piercing bullet, it was still unable to resist.
"Hey, there are really people who are not afraid of death, he still dares to rush forward, brothers, guys, light a cigarette for him." A bearded man babbled and raised his submachine gun.
At this time, the two cars were only more than 200 meters, Song Jian pulled down the window, stretched his arm out of the window, and pulled the trigger without much thought.
With a bang, a special Longwei bullet flew into the jeep.
Song Jian withdrew his pistol and swerved sharply, causing the Land Rover body to drift and then turn around.
"Hey, is he despising us?" One of the bearded men laughed loudly, because they were far away, they couldn't see the Longwei pistol in Song Jian's hand at all. I just saw Song Jian make a gesture of pulling the trigger.
As soon as the words fell, there was a "boom", and the entire jeep turned into a ball of fire and exploded!
"Ahh
Zhou Tong, who was lying on Song Jian's lap, was even more frightened, she hugged Song Jian's left leg with both hands, and for a moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
The explosion passed quickly, and Song Jian just turned his head to look at the jeep, and then drove back quickly, looking for Xiao Han and the others.
"What are you doing?" Song Jian asked while driving the car, and at the same time he patted Zhou Tong on the back and said, "Get up, their car exploded." ”
"Huh?" Zhou Tong slowly straightened up, looked blankly in front of him, and then looked back, only to see that only half of the skeleton of the jeep was left, and it was still burning.
"Really! Retribution! That's great! Song Jian, I love you to death! Zhou Tong stood up, lowered his head slightly, held Song Jian's head with both hands, and shouted excitedly.
"Road! Road! I'm driving! Song Jian shouted.
It's just that the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe is so good that it makes Zhou Tong cry with joy.
Finally, Zhou Tong calmed down, and she was finally sure that she had indeed survived, and those bastards with guns were indeed dead, dying from the car explosion.
Sitting down again and fastening his seat belt, Zhou Tong looked at Song Jian with a side face, "It's great to survive." ”
Song Jian pursed his lips, he knew from the beginning that he couldn't die.
"What did you just say?" Song Jian said, "What are you shouting?" ”
Zhou Tong's face turned red and said, "Retribution!" I said those people died too well, retribution! ”
"No, what about the latter sentence," Song Jian said, looking ahead.
Zhou Tong's face turned even redder, "Shut up!" She snorted arrogantly, then turned her head to look out the window at the vast desert, this time, even those monotonous yellow sand were so lovely.
Song Jian and Zhou Tong rejoined the convoy, and the convoy was speeding along the national highway towards the Tarim Basin, and when they passed by the burning jeep, Xiao Han's eyes showed a little contemplation.
About an hour after Xiao Han and the others' convoy left, a helicopter gunship landed next to the jeep, and the huge flying pulp made the yellow sand roll into golden waves.
Four heavily armed soldiers jumped off, and one of the middle-aged men circled the jeep before walking to the side, looking at the charred bones.
"Captain, this car is indeed the car of the Gray Eagle, you see, the fragments of the rifle and submachine gun are the same as the last few models that were smuggled into the country." A young man walked up to the middle-aged man and reported, his face uncontrollable with excitement.
"It shouldn't be wrong," the middle-aged man nodded, "The information we received, they brought this batch of weapons, and they are preparing to start a riot during the Spring Festival, but, how could they die in this place?" ”
"Retribution, the car exploded," the young man said excitedly, regardless of whether it was reasonable or not.
The middle-aged man glared at the young man, "If you look closely, this is clearly the explosion effect of the fuel tank caused by the powerful explosives." You go to the battalion and immediately call in the experts of the Security Service to come here and analyze the scene of the explosion. ”
"Yes, Captain!" The young man smiled.
……
The convoy of Xiao Han, Song Jian and others drove into the Tarim Basin, and for more than an hour, the convoy drove into a desert road.
"There is still an hour to go," Xiao Han said in the intercom, "before the sun goes down, we will reach our destination, that person will be our guide, tomorrow we will hike into the desert and appreciate the true beauty of the desert." ”
"Oh!"
The cheers of the rest of the people were heard on the intercom, and after all the dangers, everyone finally let go of their burdens and began to enjoy the journey.