For the members of the snow brigade who are good at night fighting, it doesn't matter if the police are here.
Before leaving, Ye Jian slightly bent over to thank Kundan for helping them a lot.
Kundan's smiling face, he seemed to see his daughter smiling at him.
The city that entered the night battle was more terrifying than during the day. The intensive gunfire and the "rumbling" of the war shook all corners of the city, making all city residents tremble.
For civilians, the artillery that broke the calm made them feel even more desperate.
They want to escape, but the military forbids them to leave; if they don't escape, artillery fires at the door of the house, and their lives are at risk.
Apart from staying at home, listening to the horrible gunfire and bullets had no other choice.
The whole city was deeply shrouded in despair, and even the air became extremely cramped. It seemed that wherever he went, there was despair.
Ye Jian and the others didn't stay anymore, and when the civil war began, it was time for them to take the opportunity to leave!
At this time, the police outside the slum area just parked the motorcycle and set up barriers at several exits to prohibit anyone in the slum area from entering or leaving.
"We should search here earlier, maybe we have found people!"
"Keep your voice down! The decision made by General Wu Weinu can't even be questioned by Klitsch. How many lives do you dare to say?"
"I'm not the only one who thinks so, but the captains of several small teams think so! They fight their battles and they just get involved in the city work!"
A police officer from the neighboring country complained, "There are gunshots and artillery fire everywhere. We still go out to look around at night, just in case..."
"You shut up!" The police officer who was cooperating with him interrupted his colleague. If he didn't interrupt him, he would say something bad.
The police’s search activity is far greater than the military’s activity. They all came on motorcycles, and the alarm bells on them have not been turned off. The sound of "woooooo" has already alarmed people living in the slums. The common people also broke the peace here.
The police arrived late and not all exits were blocked. With Kundan's help, Ye Jian and the others rode around this narrow and intricate slum on a motorcycle.
The traffic in the neighboring country is already backward, and the slums are located on the west side of the city, not to mention the traffic, the roads used for passing are so narrow that there is no way for a car to pass.
The air emits not only the smell of gunpowder smoke, but also the foul smell. Garbage and excrement can be seen everywhere.
The low bungalows, the messy world, and the passing of motorcycles shocked the people who are suffering from poverty.
They are afraid that these motorcycles will rush to their home in the next second.
The stench became stronger and stronger. The K7 that opened in front rushed out of a narrow road and saw a small river with open black water. The unpleasant stench came from this small river.
Kundan told them to pass from here, they rushed to the east of the slum, and from the east, they rushed to the wide road into the city.
Without Kundan's guidance, they didn't know that there was such a shortcut.
"Sit down, Ye Jian." K7 finished speaking in a low voice, feeling his waist surrounded by Ye Jian's arms, and he accelerated the motorcycle, and saw the whole motorcycle leaping into the air from the surface of the river, "booming" to the ground. He rushed towards the opposite side of the small river.
Sitting at the back, Ye Jian looked at the road by the river through his helmet. It was the same as the road just now. It was narrow and low. Both sides of the road were bungalows with low roofs covered with vegetation and rain cloth. Be careful, it's really possible to rush directly into the bungalow.