The terrorist convoy successfully forced the water truck to stop, and twenty or thirty people got out of the car.
These people rushed to the waterwheel with guns in one hand, making various strange noises from their mouths, and beating the cans in rhythm with the other hand.
It seemed that the jar was used as a musical instrument, providing a soundtrack to their excitement.
The six members of Team B who were hiding in the jars had their ears buzzing from the noise of the jars being slapped, and they could only suppress themselves from making any sound.
In order to stabilize the hostages, Long Zhan said in a low voice: "They don't know we are here. They are just deliberately causing trouble and using the oil drums as toys. They knock them randomly. Hold on and they will get over soon."
The rest of Team B felt very reasonable and calm after hearing what Long Zhan said.
However, James Parker didn't have such a good mentality. Long Zhan's words were of no use to him. He lost control when he was frightened by the noise.
Open your mouth and want to scream!
Fortunately, Long Zhan's reaction was quick enough, and he immediately reached out to cover his mouth, and then locked his neck with his arms accurately and neatly.
Kelai, who was sitting opposite, also reacted quickly, and cooperated with Long Zhan to suppress Parker's legs that wanted to move.
It only takes five or six seconds.
Parker, who had all the arteries on the left and right sides of his neck held tightly by Long Zhan's arms, passed out due to the loss of blood supply to his brain.
Jason and others saw Long Zhan's movements, and also saw Parker's neck crooked.
No one had a look of worry in their eyes, and they all believed that Long Zhan's skills would be very delicate, and he would only stun people without strangling them to death.
The biggest safety hazard was eliminated, and everyone in Team B continued to wait quietly.
Even though the jug was slapped with a loud sound, there was no movement.
Long Zhan's guess was correct.
Twenty or thirty terrorists, who looked like drugged-out terrorists, had been filming randomly around the water tanker for nearly half a minute. They seemed to have had enough fun, and then dispersed and ran back to their respective cars.
"We can go."
Lei, whose nerves had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the terrorists dispersed and immediately restarted the car.
The terrorists did not doubt the identity of the water truck. After getting in the car, they quickly drove towards the camp and separated from the water truck.
After the water tanker drove a hundred or two hundred meters, Soto's heart was relieved.
Finally, I dared to put the headset back on and announced on the radio: "B1, they are gone. I am safe now."
Jason and his group of six people in the water tank also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news.
Passed the level with no risk.
That's just one of them.
When the water tanker returns to Kano City from its current location, it still needs to pass through a checkpoint 10 kilometers away, and must deal with terrorists who may appear at any time along the way.
If anything goes wrong in any one of these links, a new crisis may arise.
The most important thing is...
Team B's bad luck has not gone away yet, and no one can predict what will happen next.
In this atmosphere where no one dared to relax, the water tanker only traveled less than 5 kilometers before it encountered a new crisis again.
Ray had been paying attention to the rearview mirror and suddenly noticed a motorcade appearing behind him.
A convoy filled with armed men with guns, mainly off-road vehicles and motorcycles, was quickly catching up from the direction of the camp.
Lei's expression suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes kept looking towards the left reflective lens.
Soto, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also realized it. He also looked at the reflector on the right and spotted the convoy that was catching up.
"Their speed is too fast. We can't get rid of them. They will catch up with us soon."
Soto felt that this matter was very difficult. He had no combat experience in this area, so he immediately called: "B1, there are three vehicles behind us, following at 5 kilometers, and they are accelerating to catch up."
If you don’t understand something, leave it to more professional people. Soto did a great job in this regard.
It's not like trying to show off one's weight!
"B1 received it and is thinking of a solution."
Jason resumed playing Soto and asked everyone, "What do you think?"
"It's probably that the large force that just returned found the body of the guard I killed. They came to their senses and knew it was us, so they chased after us," Klai said.
"B2, how long does it take to catch up?"
Long Zhan did not answer Jason's words, but first called Lei via communication, wanting more detailed information.
"Five or six minutes at most. If we're lucky enough, we might be able to hold on for 10 minutes." Lei replied helplessly.
"Copy that, I understand."
Long Zhan ended the radio call and said solemnly: "The time is too short for us to reach the evacuation point. If we are caught up by terrorists, we will still be in the tank and we will be very passive by then.
The terrorists who caught up had only three vehicles, and only twenty or thirty of them were killed.
I suggest that instead of being chased and passively beaten, we should find a favorable location to get off the car and build a position to defeat these bastards first. "
Long Zhan likes to take the initiative, that is, the kind that is ferocious enough to make huge profits.
If you dare to drive and chase me, I will stop and fuck you.
"I like this idea, fuck it."
As a dynamite barrel player, Sonny also likes to take the initiative.
"Gibran's analysis is very accurate. We can't use it in the tank at all. Once we are caught up, we won't be able to fight back." Quan Metal also said.
"We can indeed hit them in a wave. Even if we can't kill them all, we can buy enough time for us to retreat." Bullock said.
Seeing so many people in Team B supporting Long Zhan, he decided to choose a place to take the initiative to fight back.
Jason didn't make any ink marks. He simply used his tablet to call up the drone signal and scanned the terrain within 1 kilometer in front of the vehicle.
With the advantage of the drone's high-altitude view, an excellent counterattack point was quickly found.
"B2, there are several buildings 800 meters ahead. They look like abandoned houses. Go past them as quickly as possible. We will get off there."
"Counterattack??"
Soto frowned when he heard Jason's plan of action. His first impression was that Jason was crazy, but he did not object.
"Oh boy. (Exclamation, similar to holy shit, oh my God)"
Ray couldn't help but exclaim when he heard Jason's idea on the radio.
Such a risky and aggressive fighting style, stopping to fight hard when being chased, would never appear in the relatively conservative Lei.
However, now that Jason has made his decision, Commander Soto has no objection.
The most important thing is that after much thought, I couldn't think of a better way.
All Lei could do was to step on the accelerator and squeeze out every drop of horsepower from the water tanker, so that the heavy water tanker could reach the counterattack point as quickly as possible.
