Irving could see clearly that the man in a suit, Harquel Morton, drove the car into a fork, and Irving followed closely behind him. In the empty passage, he could see the red taillights of the car in front of him. The guy was running at full speed. Irving
Don't give in an inch.
The ghost in the back seat leaned out half of his body and tried to shoot, but it was not easy to hit the tire of another car on a moving car, and the ghost could not do it even after emptying a magazine.
As soon as the light came on, the car exited the underpass and entered the street. The street lights on the street were much brighter than those in the underpass.
The car in front was still running fast, making big turns from time to time to get rid of Irving, but it was never that simple. Irving's driving skills were top-notch, and even though he was not very familiar with the road conditions, his running speed was not slow at all.
There was a "click-click" sound of gunfire from the front, and the war criminal's men in the car in front began to shoot at Owen and the others. Heartbeat and Ghost in the car behind leaned out to shoot at him. From time to time, bullets grazed the car body and popped out.
There was a string of sparks, and there were several bullet holes in the windshields of both sides.
On the quiet street, two cars were racing, accompanied by a gun battle. A bullet shattered the glass of a house on the roadside, causing a burst of exclamation. The house lights turned on, but then went out immediately, and there were more lights behind the window.
With probing eyes, someone began to pick up the phone and call the police.
Without the help of the satellite, Swag and the others could only follow obediently and could not help. If it were in the past, Shabaitian would have commanded Swag and the others to take a detour in advance to pursue and intercept them.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", and one side of the rearview mirror of the car in front was shattered by bullets fired from behind. The man in a suit in the car was frightened, and another armed van rushed towards him. The man in a suit was in an emergency.
He dodged, turned the steering wheel, and the car turned and went onto another road.
The oncoming armed van was followed by a slightly bulky Yaoyi. One tire of the car came off the ground and made a strange scream. Finally, it returned to the ground with the driver's superb skills and steadily chased after the man in the suit.
After the car.
The strong appearance of the armed vehicle almost hit Irving. Irving cursed secretly when he saw the all-black armed vehicle, because the four capital letters "gign" were written on the body of the armed vehicle in white.
Chette, when did the French police dispatch police so quickly...
Owen complained feebly that the French police are notoriously weak in combat effectiveness, but Gign is not. The full name of this force is the French Gendarmerie Special Service. It is a special commando team that specializes in anti-terrorism activities. The personnel are of high quality and equipped with
Excellent and has good results.
If the police had come, Irving might have continued to chase him, but Gign appeared. Irving felt that they should give up and confront Gign in mainland France. If they delayed any longer, he was afraid that they would not be able to escape and would be caught if they did.
, the US anti-terrorism forces are engaged in terrorist activities in France, and they will be passive when the time comes. You must know that France often does not give the United States face...
“6*&()()%%$&^……”
The armed car next door first gave a warning in French, but when Irving and the others didn't respond, it switched to English. It was just stopping for inspection, otherwise it would be like this.
Irving was a little unwilling. The guy in front was about to be caught by them, but a gigantic sign suddenly appeared and made them fall short. What's the point of this gign ignoring the car in front and just staring at them?
Suddenly, the Gign armed car on the right front tilted and blocked the front of Irving and the others, and then the harsh sound of tire friction was heard. Before the car stopped, the rear door opened, and inside were guys wearing combat uniforms.
, pointing weapons at them.
"Squeak~~~"
Owen's car braked suddenly, white smoke emitted from the tires, and the car spun sideways. Owen actually took advantage of the opportunity to brake and made a 180-degree U-turn.
"Retreat, leave immediately, meet at the safe house..."
Owen yelled and stepped on the accelerator of the Mercedes-Benz SUV to the floor. The engine of the SUV made a strange noise and rushed out in the opposite direction.
Behind, Swag and others who were following not far away also followed the steering wheel, and the car turned onto a side road, weaving through various streets and alleys before Gign noticed him.
Irving and Swager chose two opposite directions. To say that they were also unlucky, the French police were still as good as they were, but they were unlucky this time. They met Gign who had just returned from training. Gign did not come after hearing the police at all.
Yes, it was just Owen and the others who met each other on the street.
Behind the car, gunshots sounded like exploding beans, and a rain of bullets hit the car, making a crackling sound. Siwage and Dou Ting, who were in the back seat, hurriedly picked up extra body armor and blocked the windshield at the back. The glass was all
It was shattered into pieces, and Owen huddled in the driver's seat without daring to show his head.
The two cars were really close. It was not until they drove some distance off-road that things got better. Ghost and Heartbeat were very impressed with their wit. They both felt that they had been shot. The bullet penetrated the car and hit them.
, but luckily it was blocked by the body armor, and thanks to gign, they used weapons with weak kinetic energy like MP5 in a hurry.
The Mercedes-Benz ran further and further away, and one of its two taillights was blown out. The Gign soldiers looked at the taillights that were getting farther and farther away and were helpless. The armed vehicle did not turn around until the taillights disappeared at the intersection, but there were still traces of the Mercedes-Benz.
Owen looked in the rearview mirror and saw that the gigants were not catching up. The car was shuttling between various roads. During the day, he had roughly observed which road sections had surveillance cameras and which ones did not. Owen tried his best to avoid surveillance cameras.
After making a long circle, Irving returned to the safe house after ensuring that he was not photographed or followed. In the garage, another Mercedes-Benz Cross-country was parked there, and the front hood was still steaming. It seemed that Swag and the others
I just came back not long ago.
In the room, Swager and Fred were each holding a can of beer and drinking. Fred threw a can to Owen. Owen caught it, pulled the tab, took a sip and felt much better.
Others followed suit and opened the refrigerator one after another, and there were a few more sounds of opening cans in the room.
"Fred, you went to monitor the police channel. Swag, you were not targeted when you came back, right?"
"No, I'm sure."
"Baev, go and remove the traces on the car..."
Ghost arranged various matters very skillfully, and everyone followed the order and left. Owen walked to the window, looked at the situation outside, and then took out his phone and called Sha Baitian.
"Becky, we have lost track of you. Contact CIA immediately and ask what happened to Dan White. Also, are they involved in this matter? Also contact the Office of the Director of Intelligence and the other two people who appeared in the transaction.
The information requires their cooperation..."
Becky on the other end of the phone agreed. In fact, they had seen the entire transaction through the camera, and Gign appeared without any warning. Without the support of the satellite, the intelligence team did not provide any useful support during this mission.
It was up to the combat team to carry it all by herself, which made her a little ashamed.