What's it like to drive through a war zone in a non-bulletproof car?
Li Zheng had to concentrate highly and constantly pay attention to the people and buildings around the vehicle.
If he finds any clues, he must immediately alert Hasselblad to prepare.
The fighting in Sana'a seemed to have calmed down a bit, and people could be seen coming out for activities.
Most of them were packing their things next to their own houses. Some collapsed buildings were surrounded by a bunch of people, perhaps neighbors coming to help clean up or rescue people.
These are not things to worry about. The most worrying thing is that there will be people armed with weapons.
Everyone was a little curious about this motorcade. When they saw the motorcade passing through the street, they all stopped what they were doing and their eyes were drawn towards it.
Li Zheng looked at these people from afar, and these people also looked at Li Zheng.
In their blank eyes, Li Zheng saw a helpless numbness.
On the way out of the city, the convoy encountered several armed men standing on the roadside chatting and chatting. They seemed to have noticed the convoy, and some even raised their hands and pointed at the convoy, attracting the attention of other accomplices around them.
"Pay attention to the armed men about twenty meters to the right in front of the car."
Li Zheng reminded Hasselblad.
As he spoke, the gun in his hand was slightly raised and placed under the car window.
If the opponent shows signs and intentions of attacking, Li Zheng can only shoot first.
With his marksmanship, it would be no problem to shoot at a humanoid target in a moving car within thirty meters.
Although several people on the other side looked towards the convoy, they didn't seem to have any hostile behavior. The muzzles of their guns were still lowered and aimed at the ground, they just pointed and didn't know what to say.
Maybe he saw the flag on the car and probably knew who was in the car.
To these armed men, the Panda Kingdom is a harmless existence.
Most panda investments here are benign and business-oriented and do not involve any struggle here.
Pandas are smart about this, and the local armed factions are also aware of this.
Who is here to build and who is here to destroy? Don’t think that these uneducated armed men don’t understand without taking a few sips of the city’s mineral water.
People understand it very well.
When the car passed several armed men, Hasselblad took the initiative to wave to them and showed a smile to show goodwill.
"Smile, laugh quickly."
He also did not forget to remind Li Zheng.
Li Zheng quickly squeezed out a smile and waved to those people.
One of the several armed men suddenly raised his hand...
Li Zheng's nerves suddenly tightened.
The hand holding the gun tightened, ready to react.
0.5 seconds later, Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that the other party just raised his hand and waved at them as well, and actually opened his mouth to reveal his white teeth, showing his molar teeth in his smile.
After the motorcade passed by, Hasselblad breathed a sigh of relief and said that you pandas are still very popular here. If you are blond and blue-eyed, you are not sure what the consequences will be.
Li Zheng asked, if you have blond hair and blue eyes, there must be something wrong?
Hasselblad said: "That's not necessarily true. Some people like blond people and some people hate them. Just bet that they like you."
Li Zheng smiled.
He couldn't help but take another look at the street scene outside the window.
Sowing good causes will lead to good results, and it is true that karma will repay you.
The distance from Sana'a to the Port of Aden is about 360 kilometers, which takes at least four hours by car.
The car can't drive fast in the city. When we leave the city, Hasselblad starts to step on the accelerator and runs all the way.
What's pity is that the minibus driven by Qiang Yong was overweight and roared and puffed out smoke all the way like an old cow pulling a broken car. We had to contact the lead car to ask the Hasselblad to slow down.
Hasselblad reluctantly slowed down.
You need to know that in a place like this, you drive as fast as you go. If you can drive fast, never drive slowly. There is a risk if you delay for even one minute.
Hasselblad set up a small radio station in the car and constantly communicated with his informants, and his informants were also very interesting. They seemed to be distributed in different areas of country y, and they could tell Hasselblad which road was on the road anytime and anywhere like a traffic station.
There are checkpoints, there are no firefights, and there are places where you can and cannot go.
Li Zheng suddenly felt that this guide was worth hiring.
If he, Zhang Jian and the others had to lead the team on their own without expecting it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The navigation system will only tell you which road is closest and which is the easiest way to go, but it will not tell you what is happening there.
Regarding Hasselblad's intelligence network here, Li Zheng asked him how he could contact so many people online at the same time?
Hasselblad smiled and told Li Zheng that this was their special skill.
Informants are always an indispensable resource for PMC. These people are usually bribed with small favors at a low cost. Once a task requires their support, they will be paid a certain amount of remuneration in one go.
As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
As long as you can spare the money, you can do many things in a place like this, whether it's illegal or not.
Hasselblad's professionalism allows the team to avoid a lot of risks.
But it's not without its shortcomings.
Often a detour is necessary.
Originally, the front section of the road was the fastest, but the informant said that there was a firefight ahead, so the convoy must immediately find an alternative route to avoid the firefight area.
These alternative routes are often small roads, even country roads, sometimes passing through a Gobi or desert.
This kind of place places a high test on the performance and quality of vehicles, especially the poor minibus, which was already overweight. It was panting at this time, and the engine felt like it was going to stop at any time.
"Li Zheng, Li Zheng, please control your speed. Repeat, control your speed. My broken car feels like it's not working anymore."
"Qiangban, is the car broken down?"
"It's not broken, but I feel that the water temperature is too high. The car is too overloaded. It's full of sandbags and steel plates..."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell Hasselblad to slow down."
After Li Zheng finished the call, he turned to Hasselblad and told Hasselblad: "Slow down the speed a little, the minibuses behind you won't be able to handle it anymore."
Upon hearing this, Hasselblad raised his hand and pointed forward. In the end, he said nothing and shifted gears to reduce the speed of the car.
Then he said: "Otherwise, throw away those sandbags. You can't be slow here, because at this time, HS armed forces from all over the country are chasing the ZFJ. It is safe here at this moment, and there may be armed convoys passing by in the next moment. In case of encountering militants
It’s useless even if you put the flag on your face..."
Li Zheng thought about it and felt that what Hasselblad said was not unreasonable, so he said to Qiang Yong on the channel: "Qiang Ban, can you throw away some sandbags? The speed cannot be too slow. Hasselblad said that the risk is too high if the speed is slow.
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Qiang Yong looked back at the inside of the carriage. There were sandbags piled under the windows, as well as some scattered dining table boards, steel plates and other debris.
"Captain Zhang, do you agree with Li Zheng's suggestion? Throw away some sandbags. I think the ones on the sides cannot be moved. You can throw away some at the rear of the car..."
Before he finished speaking, a loud noise was suddenly heard.
Zhang Jian was startled and immediately raised his pistol.
Everyone in the minibus immediately squatted on the ground and hid behind sandbags.
Qiang Yong suddenly felt something strange about his car. When he looked in the rear mirror, he understood instantly and shouted: "It's a flat tire!"
Zhang Jianli immediately informed Li Zheng of the lead train.
"The minibus has a puncture and needs repair! Stop!"
As soon as Qiang Yong stopped the car, he suddenly noticed a puff of white mist coming up, turning the entire window white...
Take a look at the water temperature.
opened……
He was so angry that he slammed the steering wheel.
If your car breaks down in a place like this, you are really afraid of what will happen.