"The Charter Authority has only one day to grant Level 5 authority..."
Inside the fast-moving FBI car, a middle-aged officer stared at the fleeing car in front of him with a falcon-like gaze. The officer pressed his headset and listened carefully for a while, then turned to the small light screen of his watch on his wrist and issued an order to his subordinates: "Find out who your target is! He is a vicious terrorist! He He is an excellent soldier who graduated from the First Academy! He knows the arrest process of the Bureau of Investigation better than you! So don't have any arrogant thoughts!"
"Before entering the city, you must stop the car in front. If the other party resists, it is allowed to open fire!"
After issuing the order, the middle-aged official scolded angrily: "Those bastards of the Charter Bureau actually only gave me one day's authority, and it's still a fucking level five, don't they know the kid in front of him surnamed Shi? How dangerous is it?"
Xu Le's face was pale, and the scenery outside the car window regressed at a terrifying speed. The automatic heating and deicing system of the expressway had already been turned on. Otherwise, if you were driving at this speed on top of ice and snow, you might not need the cars behind. If the car catches up, their black off-road vehicle will overturn by itself.
Shi Qinghai didn't have the slightest nervous look on his face, except for a little worry in his eyes, he lightly licked his dry lips, but instead looked a little excited.
"Can you drive?" He stared at the high-speed cars on the rearview screen.
"No." Xu Le answered quickly without any hesitation. He knew that at such a tense moment, any hesitation could have serious consequences.
"Dare to open?"
"dare."
These questions and answers are wonderful and absurd, probably only Xu Le and Shi Qinghai can do it. Xu Le didn't know what Shi Qinghai meant by handing over the control of the car to him, but he could imagine that Shi Qinghai must be free to deal with the black cars that were getting closer and closer.
Shi Qinghai pulled a rope that had been hanging beside the sun visor, only to hear a loud screeching sound, and something was dumped in the back compartment of the black off-road vehicle.
A lot of messy and corroded metal components fell on the road in Linhai Prefecture. The speed at which these components themselves carry, makes them fly around heavy and dangerously on the road.
The car in front of the black team at the rear was smashed by an iron thallium that had just bounced off the ground. With a strange sound of metal cracking, the car bounced off the ground, and then rushed out diagonally. The road made a loud noise.
The chasing convoy was blocked by these things on the road, and at the cost of paying a heavy price for reimbursement of a car, it was pulled away by the car that Xu Lexhi Ching Hai was in.
"Fire!" came the angry voice of the officer in the convoy.
The screeching sound of chirp bullets pierced the surrounding road immediately. I don't know how many pedestrians were shocked and how many forest birds were sent flying.
Taking advantage of this time, Shi Qinghai and Xu Le changed positions. He took out a long gun from the rear seat and placed it at the back of the carriage. After a few cracks, the rear glass was completely shattered. He narrowed his eyes, aimed at the vehicle chasing behind him, and calmly or even coldly began to pull the trigger.
With a muffled pop, Shi Qinghai's shoulder shook, and the front wheel of the car he was aiming at exploded suddenly. At high speed, it lost control and crashed into the side rail of the highway.
The cold wind poured into the car, which was extremely cold. Xu Le hid his body completely under the seat, avoiding the flying bullets.
Although he had never driven a car, when he was in Donglin, he had repaired cars with Uncle Feng Yu, and was very familiar with the power control system of the car. What's more, a person who can drive a mecha, drives a car, just like playing with a toy.
It's just that this toy is very dangerous. Xu Le concentrates on operating the steering wheel and gear, avoiding the car in front of him that stopped in panic because of the gunfight on the highway, trying to increase the speed of the car as much as possible, trying to keep the distance from the pursuers behind. This is his first time driving a car, but his sharp eyes and incomparably strong hand-eye coordination make his handling seem extremely smooth, and he looks more like a racing driver.
No, Xu Le's race driver was even more insane, because there was a U-shaped turn in front of him, but he didn't seem to release the accelerator to slow down. At the moment before entering the turn, he stomped his left foot up and his right hand. Pulling the handbrake suddenly, the civilian black off-road vehicle drifted dangerously and dangerously on the slippery road surface. Just when it was about to hit the cliff, it straightened its body and continued violently toward it. forward.
During the process from entering the corner to exiting the corner, Xu Le never released the accelerator, and the tachometer remained at 4,500 rpm.
Cold sweat had already covered his forehead, and the bullets that hit the body from time to time and the strong cold wind pouring in from the crack made Xu Le feel nervous and excited like never before. In the sound of bullets, he shouted to Shi Qinghai behind him: "Throw more of those things that are blocking your way, or you won't be able to get rid of them!"
Shi Qinghai kept his aiming posture calmly and rarely pulled the trigger, but every time he pulled the trigger, the FBI's pursuit team behind him would lose one car. Hearing Xu Le's roar, he roared loudly in the strong wind: "Xiao Ye seemed to be throwing away the auxiliary fuel tank... I went to the garbage dump last night. How much do you think it can hold?"
"Rogue! We seem to be dying here today."
While shouting loudly, Xu Le stared nervously at everything on the road. His eyes and his hands were perfectly unified at this moment, and everything he saw in his eyes was summed up in an orderly manner. In his mind, he then passed the coping measures to his three limbs through the special channels of the non-nerve bundles in his body.
All controls, without any extra actions, without any hesitation, are extremely smooth. Except for the foot that has been stepping on the accelerator, twisted like Xu Le, unswerving and unmoving.
Perfect drive, heroic drive, crazy drive.
Although Shi Qinghai didn't turn around, he knew how fast the car was going at this time, his face paled slightly, and he shouted loudly, "Break into the city ahead, and in three minutes, the investigation bureau will be able to set up the first road. Intercept."
Xu Le's face was also extremely pale. He looked at the countless pictures of high-speed retreating, and felt that he had returned to that extremely terrifying black dream. He bit his teeth, lifted his right hand, and turned the steering wheel with his left hand, praying in his heart. Never roll over.
The FBI secretly hunted down Shi Qinghai's convoy, and by the time they reached the seventh toll gate in Linhai Prefecture, the number of cars had changed from nine to five. The middle-aged official with a particularly gloomy face stepped out of the car, looked at the railing in front of him that had been smashed to pieces, and glanced back at the subordinates behind him, his voice squeezed out of his teeth: "Contact the Charter Bureau and locate it immediately. Where are they now."
"Contact traffic control, block traffic in this area, and track the black SUV."
"Notify the team members and be ready to assemble at any time."
There is only debris all over the place, the stunned staff at the toll booth, and there is no trace of the black off-road vehicle.
The officials of the FBI are very clear that the target of their pursuit is an extremely good spy, and the other party has served in the bureau for many years, and has a very good understanding of the internal communication and established procedures of the bureau, so before this operation , The team of the Investigation Bureau deliberately chose a very common channel.
Even if the heavy long gun protruding from the civilian SUV had ruthlessly and ruthlessly overturned several cars, the FBI officials still did not hesitate. Because if Shi Qinghai didn't have this ability, he wouldn't be able to graduate from the First Military Academy with the first place, much less be so favored by the Bureau of Investigation. They were very mentally prepared for the difficulties to come, and firmly believed that with the help of the Charter Bureau's positioning, they would definitely be able to catch each other.
But the problem is with whoever drives the SUV.
The eyes of the middle-aged official were on fire, looking at the seemingly endless road ahead, quickly issuing orders to close the net one by one, but thinking in his heart, is that a lunatic? Even the most rigorously trained special forces soldiers can't drive a civilian off-road vehicle to that speed and drive so crazy.
Thinking of the off-road vehicle that roared away like a black ghost before, the middle-aged official's heart became extremely heavy. Any normal person would subconsciously slow down at that kind of speed. This is instinct, but the driver doesn't seem to have the word fear in his instinct.
Forcibly shifting gears, pulling the handbrake to death, stomping on the left foot, the black civilian off-road vehicle that had slid 200 meters at high speed in neutral, still maintained a high speed. It slammed into the garage door with a loud bang.
Shi Qinghai carried his backpack, walked out of the car with a pale face, and almost vomited. He is a well-trained professional, and he would not be so frightened when faced with a hail of bullets before, but in Xu Le's car, he felt frightened.
"I don't want you to drive anymore!" Shi Qinghai stared at Xu Le in the driver's seat in pain, "I'd rather be taken back by the Bureau of Investigation and tortured, rather than die with you."
Xu Le's face was also extremely pale, his hands in the air trembled slightly, and he couldn't leave his seat. He glanced at Shi Qinghai and said with a trembling voice, "Do me a favor, I can't get out."
Shi Qinghai thought that after Xu Le's previous frantic racing to escape, he finally couldn't bear the fear and tension, and was so scared that he couldn't move. With a look of guilt on his face, he opened the car door, pulled the seat belt restraining Xu Le's body, and tried to carry him out, but found that he didn't move.
He stared at Xu Le's right foot, which was wrapped like a white cement pillar, and his face became extremely wonderful in the silence.
Xu Le's lingering fears did not disappear, so he wiped his cold sweat and said, "In order to avoid the bullet, I slipped down, but my right foot got stuck and I couldn't release the accelerator."