The speed of the convoy was very fast, and it was quickly approaching the territory of the Papatuo family. As long as they were still in the territory of the Sanchez Group, they might be in danger at any time. Everyone must be alert, and everyone was watching with vigilance.
to everything outside.
It can be clearly seen that some people's eyes are not friendly. Some people obediently hid in the shops on the roadside when they saw the heavily armed convoy. Some people were very unhappy and pointed at the convoy. Everyone in the car was paying close attention.
Everyone they can see, especially those on rooftops, is a likely RPG shooting location.
"Owen, there is a group of people passing towards you. They were originally in front of you. After you turned, they also turned. Now they are on your side and will meet you soon..."
In Omega's office area, the computer screen in front of Sha Baitian displayed a satellite bird's-eye view of Owen's location. The Drug Enforcement Administration team that Owen and his team were in was driving in a straight line, and another team was approaching diagonally two streets away. The team was violently
The smoke caused by driving is clearly visible.
When Irving saw the photo of Sha Baitian coming over, his intuition was indeed right. Those people must have been sent by the Sanchez family. They expected that Irving and his convoy would go straight to the border, and waited halfway in advance.
Unexpectedly, Owen and the others suddenly changed their plans and had no choice but to catch up again.
"What's going on in the other direction?"
Owen continued to ask, compared to drug trafficking groups, their only advantage is satellites. Satellites can help them sense the surrounding situation in advance and make reasonable responses.
"The situation is not good..."
Shabaitian zoomed in on the satellite image and pouted speechlessly: "There are people gathering in front of you, too many, very many. With your current speed, you will be attacked from both sides..."
"Is there any way?"
"Well...it's too late in other directions. Maybe if you hurry up, you can rush over before they gather..."
Silly Baitian gave a solution that was not a solution.
"I understand, continue to observe, and notify me immediately if there is anything unusual."
After ending the call with Silly Baitian, Owen picked up the walkie-talkie: "Guys, we're in company. Patrick, how far is it to Papa's territory..."
"It's very close, less than a thousand meters."
"Man, let the convoy increase. There are people in front and behind us. We must rush over before they form an encirclement..."
"clear."
Patrick agreed and immediately shouted on the intercom: "Did you hear that, guys, give me all your strength to suck the milk. If you don't want to be left as a guest, just rush over..."
He chose to believe 100% in Owen's suggestion. He knew that Omega was supported by satellites. Now that they were on the other side's territory, their only advantage was the satellite. If it weren't for God's perspective, they might have been dumped.
The motorcade was moving at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Owen looked sideways from the car window and saw the shadow of the other party appearing a street away. The car on the opposite side was speeding on the road next door. He could clearly see the people in the car leading the car.
With the gun drawn, the tense atmosphere is on the rise.
"Get ready for battle."
Owen used the team's internal communicator to issue orders to his team members. Some members of the Phantom Team and Omega placed their guns on the car windows. In order to facilitate emergency situations, their car windows were rolled down.
Ahead, drug dealers with weapons appeared from the room or both sides of the road, but neither side had opened fire yet, which gave Irving a chance.
Seeing that the first ones gathered were just some skirmishers, and the other side had not blocked the road with cars yet, Irving shouted into the intercom: "Don't stop, rush over..."
Owen's voice rang through the intercom in every car. The lead car from the Drug Enforcement Administration stepped on the accelerator. Everyone knew that if they couldn't get through, it would definitely be a fierce battle. Once they were stuck here, reinforcements from the other side would be needed.
There will be an endless supply, and all that awaits them is death.
Everyone's palms were covered with sweat. Drug traffickers had gathered in front of them one after another, but they were all armed with individual weapons and did not have heavy firepower for the time being.
The first car roared through, followed by the second, then the third...
The cars in the convoy were very close to each other. When Irving and his Hummer convoy arrived at the back, the other car also drove over, but they did not dare to approach because of the speeding Hummer.
Someone tried to fire the first shot, which caused a herd effect. The rain of bullets hit the car wall with a clanking sound. Then, the last Humvee passed through the assembly area, and the weaver was in the last step.
Looking back from inside the car, there were already cracks on the rear window made of bulletproof glass. Outside the car, there were unwilling faces shouting and cursing, and the intersection they were rushing through had already been gathered.
All kinds of vehicles coming in were blocked...
"Safe passage."
When the weaver's voice sounded on the intercom, everyone in the team finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Owen, the convoy behind you has been stopped. You are safe for the time being..."
Hearing Silly Baitian's report again, Owen understood that the guys chasing them should be from Sanchez's group, but the guys who had just assembled were probably part of Papa's group.
There was no gunfire from behind, and it seemed that both parties were restrained. Looking back, I understood the whole incident. The Drug Enforcement Administration fleet suddenly changed its mind and passed through the territory towed by Papa, causing Sanchez's people to chase.
Papatuo must have received news that Sanchez's armed convoy was showing signs of rushing into their territory, so they organized their men to respond. Fortunately, they rushed out in advance, otherwise they would have been caught in the middle.
After being wiped out by the group, don't underestimate the ability of drug dealers to arm themselves. At least Owen saw several guys carrying RPGs just now.
With the help of satellites, they escaped a fierce battle, but now is not the time to cheer. It is not safe until they cross the border.
The convoy continued to move forward, traveling through Papatuo's territory at an extremely fast speed. From time to time, people could be seen rushing towards them with weapons on both sides. The convoy did not fire, and neither did the other party. Obviously, Papatuo knew that they
This is not the purpose of the team's trip, and they are not planning to cause a conflict.
No one tried to trouble them, and Sanchez's people behind them were stopped again. They were safe for the time being and their speed was much faster.
Owen sat in the passenger seat and held the gun in his left hand, with the muzzle of the gun facing the outside. The other members focused on alleys, behind the windows of buildings, and rooftops, which are easy-to-shoot locations. E1a drove attentively.
, the car is very fast, and the distance between the two cars is very close, but special driving is not difficult for her.
There was silence in the car, everyone was highly focused, and e1a suddenly narrowed her eyes. She was driving the lead vehicle of the Hummer, and the machine gun shooter in the back of the Drug Enforcement Administration pickup truck in front actually answered the phone at this time.
E1a looked at him, and suddenly had a bad premonition. Owen accidentally saw something strange about e1a, followed her gaze, and saw the machine gun shooter who answered the phone.
Under the gaze of the two people, the machine gunner finished listening to the call, then glanced at the Humvee where they were, and said something. Under the huge noise, neither of them heard what the machine gunner said, but e1a understood.
In Spanish, she could tell from the shape of his mouth that the other person seemed to be saying the word "I'm sorry."
not good!
Realizing that something was wrong, e1a turned the steering wheel fiercely, but at the same time as she did so, the machine gunner in front also turned the muzzle, and the bullets fired from the muzzle were directed towards the Humvee's front wind, blocking the wind.
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That should be the end of this chapter today, and I’m still working hard overtime...