"One group, give up the task just now, and from now on, try their best to find the people who answered the phone near Wall Street and the Empire State Building during that time. I want to know the whereabouts of everyone..."
Seeing that the second group is making progress, the first group is worried, but unexpectedly Shabaitian has released a new task.
A group of people started working immediately. They had not worked so intensely for a long time. Omega's arrival had virtually changed the atmosphere here.
Locating the bomb is not enough. No one knows whether Solomon Lane will really keep his word. They must take the initiative. Silly Baitian looked out the window with bright eyes. His friends have already rushed to Wall Street. What she has to do
Just find out the specific target person before they arrive.
…
Outside the building, McClain was yelling in front of a scrapped car: "Shet, my car, my new car, who the hell is this, who is it?"
The new car he bought less than a week ago was scrapped in the blink of an eye. McClain was pulling his hair and was going crazy. When he saw Owen rushing out, McClain grabbed him and said, "Man, what on earth is going on here?"
thing?"
"Terrorist attacks!!!"
Owen got into his car, the wheels squealed, and the car sped away.
Before McClain could recover, a large number of people rushed out from behind. Those guys also rushed into the car and sped away after Owen.
"Don't let me catch these bastards..."
McClain could only leave a reluctant roar.
On the street, Irving drove his car rampantly, causing chaos along the way, but it only lasted for one intersection before Irving was forced to stop because he encountered the same problem in big cities all over the world - traffic jams.
On the main road, there was a dense traffic jam in front of him. Owen adjusted left and right for a long time, but still couldn't find any way to leave. But when he wanted to reverse, he realized that at some point, a dense number of cars had also lined up behind him.
He was caught in the middle and couldn't do anything except follow the traffic.
Shet, Shet, Shet~~
Owen patted the steering wheel unhappily. No matter how much he honked the horn, it was useless. No one would let him go. All he got in exchange was a middle finger. In fact, even if they wanted to, they couldn't let him go. All the roads were congested.
In the traffic behind, Owen also saw the Omega team members' cars, which were also blocked tightly.
Owen looked around, trying to find a way, but suddenly he saw a female mounted policeman on the side of the road. The female mounted policeman was not riding a motorcycle, but a horse. It was precisely because she was riding a horse that she was able to ride on the road.
Smooth traffic on crowded streets.
Owen got out of the car and jumped on the front hood of other cars, causing countless curses.
"Madam, I'm sorry, I have to commandeer your horse!"
"What, ah~~"
Before the policewoman could figure out the situation, she was knocked off her horse by Owen.
"Sorry."
Owen got on his horse, saluted apologetically, then pulled the reins, and the horse stood upright and galloped forward.
"Stop, stop..."
The female mounted policeman climbed up from the ground in a panic, called the headquarters through the intercom, took out his pistol and was about to shoot.
"Don't be nervous, ma'am, it's all a misunderstanding. We are CTU and we are tracking a suspect. The person just now was our colleague..."
Seeing that there was a misunderstanding, Ghost and the others rushed over to explain. The policewoman didn't believe it, especially when she saw that these people were all armed.
While the ghost was still explaining the misunderstanding, Owen was already galloping down the crowded street.
The clatter of horse hooves continued. Owen's riding skills were average, but it was enough for him to control the horse to advance through the gaps.
After walking for dozens of meters, the traffic jam ahead didn't get better at all. Owen looked at his watch and saw that ten minutes had passed. He couldn't go on like this.
Looking to both sides, Owen jerked the reins. Sensing Owen's intention, the running horse made a skillful jump and flew over the roof of a taxi. The horse rushed down the roadbed and plunged into the road next door.
central Park.
Central Park, known as the "Lungs of New York", is a large urban park located in the center of Manhattan. It ranks first in the number of visitors in the United States, attracting more than 40 million people every year.
Owen galloped on the lawn. There were many families picnicking on the lawn. It was warm and sweet, but this beautiful scene was immediately ruined by Owen.
The horse's hooves destroyed the lawn and brought up the soil. The crowd fled for cover. The horse's hooves even trampled the food on the tablecloth to pieces, causing people to scream.
Owen was sorry as he rode across the lawn. Not far away, a little boy looked at Owen riding the horse with envy. When he saw Owen approaching, he shouted loudly: "Knight, go on..."
Owen reached out to catch the sandwich thrown by the little boy, took a bite, felt the delicious taste in his mouth, and gave the boy a thumbs up, and the boy laughed.
"Borrow it, borrow it, give it a try..."
Irving shouted, and the horses galloped through the park at high speeds. Some people walking were shocked and stared dumbfoundedly at the sorry Irving who passed by quickly.
Owen looked at his watch. Only three minutes had passed. He had saved at least twenty minutes by crossing Central Park.
On the crowded roadside, Ghost was explaining the misunderstanding to the female mounted police officer, but the female Mounted Police officer obviously did not believe it, because Ghost and others had neither CTU documents nor anything else to prove their identities.
"That's too late……"
Swager and others kept urging, they rushed to the outermost off-road vehicle and pulled the driver down. It was called expropriation, but in fact it was not much different from robbing.
"What are you doing?"
The female mounted police officer was very nervous, switching her gun between the ghost and the group of car robbers not far away.
"You call the New York CTU, they can prove our identity..."
The ghost raised his hands in the air to signal the female mounted policeman to calm down.
"Stop, I tell you to stop..."
The female mounted police officer was a little broken. Her hands were shaking because of nervousness. She had never seen someone so arrogant, snatching a car in front of the police.
"I'm sorry..."
While the female mounted police officer was attracted by Swager and the others, Ghost suddenly got close to her and easily took the gun from her hand. With a few clicks, she skillfully dismantled it into parts.
"This is really a misunderstanding. You can call TU. I'm sorry..."
Ghost threw the parts on the side of the road and quickly ran into the car.
Swagger arrogantly stepped on the accelerator and engaged the reverse gear, knocking a certain distance forward and backward. The off-road vehicle made a harsh sound of tire friction, turned around on the spot, rushed down the roadbed, followed Owen's footsteps, and plunged into the road.
of Central Park.
A moment later, the tourists who had just been disturbed by Owen were about to curse and pack up their belongings. The beeping horn sounded again, and an off-road vehicle rushed out. The crowd fled in fright, and one person even became anxious.
Then I climbed up the tree, and there was a lot of excitement in the park again.