In the afternoon, Sierra Nevada Route 14.

Machete drives a Chevrolet SUV on a mountain road. Jessica called just now, and after chatting for a few words, they couldn't continue to contact her due to poor signal, and now they can only contact her again when they have a signal out of the mountains.

The Sierra Nevada is a major mountain range in western North America, stretching from eastern California. The mountains are huge, bounded by large depressions in the central valley to the west and basins and mountain ranges to the east. The highest peak, Mount Whitney, is 4,418 meters above sea level, making it the highest peak in Sam Country. The eastern slope is steep and dry and forestless, while the western slope is densely forested and rich in water resources and gold mines.

At this time, the scimitar had just driven into the western slope area, and the road was flanked by tall black pines and hemlocks, and in the distance was a canyon, which meandered in the distance.

The scimitar looked at the time, and the journey was relatively smooth, and he could arrive in Las Vegas on time.

The SUV drove down a gentle slope.

At this time, the scimitar saw that there was a long queue in front of him, and the cars were parked on the road, motionless, which made his heart sink, and he didn't expect to encounter a big traffic jam.

The scimitar parked the SUV on the side of the road, and learned through inquiry that there was a major traffic accident in the canyon ahead, and it had been blocked in both directions, and it would not be able to dredge it for a while.

After looking at the time, Machete knew that if he continued to wait here, he would be late, and he didn't like to be late. Back on the SUV, the scimitar flipped out the map from the visor and found a nearby path with dotted lines to go around the canyon.

With no other choice, the cutlass had to go down the path, hoping not to be delayed for too long.

Driving the SUV, the scimitar drove off Route 14 and continued along the dirt road, and soon he saw a sign standing on the side of the road that read "Ahead, Bear Mountain Road".

Parking the SUV in front of the road sign, the scimitar glanced at the map, and the dotted line marked Bear Mountain Road, it seemed that he did not go wrong, confirmed the route again, he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Bear Mountain Road.

Driving into the Bear Mountain Road, the scimitar gradually noticed that the trees on both sides were very thick, and the dense branches and foliage extended above the road, faintly forming a cover to block out the sun.

The scimitar looked out of the car window and vaguely saw a dead deer lying on the ground in the woods. However, there are still many idle and rich people in this world, and they may be bored to come to such a remote place to hunt.

Thinking of this, the scimitar shook his head, gathered his mind, and began to concentrate on driving.

After a long time, along the winding road, there was not a single passing car along the way, and although there was a lot of rock music, the scimitar was still a little sleepy, and the fatigue of a long drive hit his head.

At this moment, just after a sharp turn, the scimitar saw a station wagon with an S-shaped drawing on it coming towards him.

He hurriedly tightened his grip on the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes, a rapid "pop" sound coming from the bottom of his feet.

Boom!

The SUV slammed into the station wagon.

The station wagon plunged headlong into the bushes on the side of the road, and the SUV driven by the scimitar rushed forward seven or eight meters before slowly coming to a stop.

After a long time, the scimitar pushed away the airbag that popped out in front of his face and glanced at the back seat, fortunately, the bag was firmly fixed, and the surrounding area was also covered with various shock-proof and anti-turbulent soft plastics, if it was damaged, it would be a big trouble.

Taking a breath, the scimitar pushed the door down with great effort, and the front face of the SUV was knocked out of shape, but fortunately, the exterior parts were damaged, and the important objects such as the water tank and engine were not damaged.

The scimitar turned his head and looked at the station wagon, which had also been hit just now, the station wagon door was pushed open, and four young people, two men and two women, climbed out of it, apparently uninjured, and lucky.

The four young men walked to the station wagon with their arms, and from their expressions, it was clear that they were frightened by the scene that had just happened.

The scimitar walked over to them and asked:

"Are you alright?"

"How do you drive!?"

A man with curly hair and a yellow shirt pointed at a cutlass and shouted, "You almost killed us!" ”

"I'm really sorry."

The scimitar hurriedly said, "Are you all right?" Are you going to sit down? You may have a concussion. ”

"Bastard!"

The man in the shirt strode over, "You're murder!" ”

"Sorry......"

Seeing the man in the shirt approaching, the scimitar hurriedly raised his hands and persuaded, "Don't get excited, don't get excited." ”

"You ......"

The shirt man was about to continue scolding, but swallowed back his words, because he could now see the appearance of the scimitar. The scimitar is not good-looking, and it can even be said to be a little ugly, but these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that the appearance of the scimitar matches the hair and the momentum that he cultivated as a federal agent before, and the whole person looks very fierce, if he goes to play a movie, he will definitely play a villain role.

The scimitar looked at the shirt man and said:

"I'm really sorry, I'll compensate me for all the damage I broke."

At this time, a red-haired girl wearing a white crop top shirt and denim shorts came out from behind the shirt man, and she pointed at the scimitar and scolded:

"Damn! Of course you have to pay compensation, it was my mother's car. ”

"I'm sorry."

The scimitar hurriedly said, "I'll compensate." ”

Then, he smelled a smell of marijuana smoke from the red-haired girl, presumably they should have been smoking marijuana while driving just now, otherwise how could they drive an S-shape, this is really a group of little experts in death.

The shirt man looked at the "fierce" appearance of the scimitar, and was a little nervous, so he quickly dragged the red-haired girl behind him and said:

"Alright, alright, let's see how the car is doing."

"Humph!"

The red-haired girl glared at the cutlass and followed the shirt man towards the station wagon.

"I'm sorry."

Scimitar shrugged his shoulders and followed them towards the station wagon.

The man in the shirt walked up to the front of the station wagon, shook his head, and sighed:

"It's over, it looks like this car can't be driven at all."

The red-haired girl asked:

"What should I do?"

"I don't know ...... either"

The man in the shirt looked at his two companions next to the car, "Scott, is there anything you can do?" ”

"How could I have a way to ......"

Scott held his phone and sighed, "There's not even a single signal here!" ”

The girl beside him said:

"There is no cell phone signal, and we can't reach the rescue, what can we do?"

The shirt man hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, I think there's a gas station a few miles ahead, let's go there and make a call."

"There is no gas station ahead."

At this point, the scimitar said behind them, "I just came from over there, and the nearest gas station is 50 miles away." ”

"Oh my God!"

"What should I do?"

"Why don't we wait for someone else to pass by?"

"Damn, I want to go home."

Looking at the four young men who were at a loss, Machete shook his head, but he didn't have anything to do for the time being.

Then the young man named Scott said:

"I remember there seems to be a wooden house on the way here, let's go there and have a look, maybe there will be a phone, it's not a way to wait here."

"Cabin?"

The shirt man said, "Okay, let's go to the cabin." ”

Then he looked at the scimitar and asked:

"Are you going? Uncle. ”

The scimitar grinned and said:

"I'm not going, I'll see if I can fix the car."

"Okay."

The shirt man shrugged his shoulders, "Then you can fix it slowly here, and we'll go find the cabin." ”

"You have to be safe."

Scimitar looked at them and said, "In this wilderness, you may encounter some fierce beasts and be in trouble."

"Don't worry."

The shirt man laughed and said, "So many of us are not afraid!" ”

Machete nodded and headed towards the SUV, for some reason, he always felt that there was something strange about it.