Los Angeles Beltway.
Geralson squinted his eyes and half leaned on the passenger seat.
The vehicle was bumping slowly, and because he hadn't slept all night, he felt like his upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and exhaustion hit him like a shock wave...
If you follow the previous process, as long as your men drive the car and follow the truck all the way to the airport, even if the mission is completely completed, even Gerason does not need to wake up, he only needs to have sweet dreams along the way.
His subordinates would even send him to his door and then wake him up.
Unfortunately, things are not destined to go so smoothly...
In a daze, Gerason seemed to hear a dull explosion, followed by a violent friction sound, as if someone was scratching the floor with metal!
At the same time, Gerason only felt a sense of inertia that made him rush forward quickly, but his body was stretched by the seat belt, preventing him from hitting the front windshield directly.
Subconsciously opening his eyes, Gerason found that the car he was riding in had stopped. Not only that, less than thirty meters ahead, the truck carrying the statue had overturned directly in the middle of the road.
Not only that, dozens of containers were also thrown out, blocking the entire highway.
"What happened?"
Gerardson asked subconsciously.
"It seems that the truck had a flat tire while driving and rolled over," one of the men in the back seat explained, "Boss, do we want to go down and take a look?"
"Down."
Geralson frowned, quickly got out of the car and walked towards the overturned truck.
Almost the same as Gerason's reaction, other groups following the truck also got out of the vehicle and came to check the situation.
"Geralson, what happened?"
A tall man with a beard rushed up from behind and asked loudly.
"I don't know. Let's check the situation first."
Of course Geralson knew the other person. The bearded man was named Sean, and he was the head of another section of the FBI. At the same time, the two were also in a competitive relationship.
At this time, a large number of containers fell on the road, completely blocking the highway. This scene gave Gerason an ominous premonition.
Why didn't the tire puncture earlier and later, but why did it happen at this time
However, after Gerason saw the completely blown tires of the truck, his pupils suddenly shrank!
I saw that the tires, whether outer or inner, had been completely peeled off the truck's wheels. At this time, only a bare steel rim was left on the truck's left front wheel.
"This is not a natural tire blowout..."
Gerardson subconsciously took out his pistol and shouted to everyone, "This was caused by someone shooting, everyone seeks cover!"
As he spoke, he rolled over and quickly hid behind an overturned container.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this and quickly found a bunker to hide.
However, unlike what was expected, everyone hid for several minutes. Even the road behind was blocked by more vehicles, and no one was attacked.
"Gerardson, do you see the enemy?"
Sean hid behind a container and spoke somewhat muffledly.
"I didn't see it. Where are you?"
"I didn't see it either," Sean replied.
"We can't continue like this. More and more vehicles will be blocked here!"
Someone reminded.
"Damn it!"
Gerason bravely walked out again, "Everyone, evacuate the vehicles first, and at the same time protect the statues we want to transport. Don't miss anything."
"clear."
Everyone answered, and the well-trained quality of the FBI was immediately highlighted. While asking for help from the branch, everyone began to evacuate the traffic. The driver of the truck had also been rescued from the compartment. Fortunately, he was not there. No injuries.
Until the congested highway began to be cleared again, nothing happened.
"Is it really just an accident?"
Gerason couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He looked back at the overturned truck again, and suddenly saw something that seemed to be slowly twisting in front of a half-person-high container.
It seems to be a transparent figure...
What the hell
Gerardson quickly rubbed his eyes and looked there intently, only to find that there was nothing there.
"Is it because you are too tired?"
Gerason muttered, but suddenly he seemed to realize something and quickly ran towards the half-man-high container.
Because he remembered that this container was the container where he had installed the three statues!
But when he ran to the container, he was shocked to find that a round hole half a meter in diameter had been drilled out of the container at some point!
And the three statues he was responsible for in the cave were also missing!
How can it be!
Gerardson exclaimed.
"Boss, what happened?"
Seeing Jerson's strange behavior, three of his men rushed over.
"Someone stole our statue!"
Gerason's face was extremely ugly. He kicked open the container, exposing the huge round hole on it.
Only then did everyone see that the iron sheet of the container had been cut open by something, and the cut was extremely round.
At this moment, everyone was shocked, "Impossible. From what I saw just now, no one has come close to this place. Who can cut open this container under our noses?"
"Not now, is it in the truck?"
"That's even more impossible. From the moment these statues were loaded into the truck, we kept an eye on the truck. There was no way anyone could enter the truck!"
"Even if the other party sneaked in before, what happens after the truck overturns? If someone follows and comes out, we will definitely see it!"
For a while, everyone argued and refuted each other, trying to shirk responsibility.
Only Geralson stared at the container and remained silent.
"Sean, why did you step on my foot?"
"I don't!"
At this moment, the sound of an argument between the two people suddenly came, and Gerason looked up suddenly. At this moment, he seemed to see a line of light slowly twisting behind the two of them!
"stop!"
Geralson quickly raised his pistol and aimed at the two men, "Raise your hands now and get down!"
"Gerardson, are you crazy?"
Sean screamed and quickly raised his hands, "Calm down, I definitely didn't steal anything!"
Everyone also looked at Gerason in surprise.
"I'm not talking about you, Sean, I'm talking about your back!"
Gerason gritted his teeth and said, "Stop, if you don't stop, I'm going to shoot!"
"What are you posting..."
"boom!"
Before Sean could finish speaking, a violent gunshot was heard, and the bullet directly grazed Sean's face and flew over!
Suddenly, the order that had been maintained on the entire highway was once again in chaos!
But at this moment, Gerason and everyone showed extremely shocked expressions - when the bullet was shot out, a blood flower exploded directly in the air.
It was as if there was an invisible figure wounded by a bullet...