How does it feel to drive through a war zone in a non-bulletproof car?
Li Zheng had to concentrate highly and constantly pay attention to the people and buildings around the vehicle.
If he finds any clues, he must immediately alert Hasselblad to prepare.
The fighting in Sana'a seemed to have calmed down a bit, and people could be seen coming out for activities.
Most of them were packing their things next to their own houses. Some of the collapsed buildings were surrounded by a bunch of people. Maybe they were neighbors who came to help clean up or rescue people.
These are not things to worry about. What worries people the most is that there will be people armed with weapons.
Everyone was a little curious about this convoy. When they saw the convoy crossing the street, they stopped what they were doing and their eyes were attracted.
Li Zheng looked at these people from a distance, and these people also looked at Li Zheng.
In their dazed eyes, Li Zheng saw a helpless numbness.
On the way out of the city, the convoy encountered several armed men standing on the roadside chatting and talking. They seemed to have noticed the convoy, and some even raised their hands and pointed at the convoy, attracting the attention of other accomplices around them.
"Pay attention to the armed men about twenty meters to the right in front of the car."
Li Zheng reminded Hasselblad.
As he spoke, the gun in his hand was slightly raised and placed under the car window.
If the opponent shows signs and intentions of attacking, Li Zheng can only shoot first.
With his marksmanship, it would be no problem to shoot at a humanoid target in a moving car within thirty meters.
Although several people on the other side looked towards the convoy, they didn't seem to have any hostile actions. The muzzles of their guns were still lowered and aimed at the ground, they just pointed and didn't know what to say.
Maybe he saw the flag on the car and probably knew who was in the car.
To these armed men, the Panda Kingdom is a harmless existence.
Most panda investments here are benign, business-oriented, and do not involve any struggle here.
Pandas are smart about this, and the local armed factions are also aware of this.
Don’t think that these uneducated armed men don’t understand who is here to build and who is here to destroy without taking a few sips of the city’s mineral water.
People understand very well.
When the car passed several armed men, Hasselblad took the initiative to wave to them and showed his goodwill with a smile.
"Smile, laugh quickly."
He did not forget to remind Li Zheng.
Li Zheng quickly squeezed out a smile and waved to those people.
One of the several armed men suddenly raised his hand...
Li Zheng's nerves suddenly tightened.
The hand holding the gun tightened, ready to react.
0.5 seconds later, Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that the other party just raised his hand and waved at them as well, and actually opened his mouth to reveal his white teeth, showing his molar teeth in his smile.
After the convoy passed by, Hasselblad breathed a sigh of relief and said that you pandas are still very popular here. If you are blond and blue-eyed, you are not sure what the consequences will be.
Li Zheng asked, there must be something wrong with blond hair and blue eyes?
Hasselblad said: "That's not necessarily true. Some people like blond people and some people hate them. Just bet they like you."
Li Zheng smiled.
He couldn't help but take another look at the street scene outside the window.
Sow good causes and reap good results, and it is true that there will be retribution.
The distance from Sana'a to the Port of Aden is about 360 kilometers and takes at least four hours by car.
You can't drive fast in the city, but out of the city, Hasselblad started to press the accelerator and run all the way.
What's pity is that the minibus driven by Qiang Yong was overweight and roared and puffed out smoke all the way like an old cow pulling a broken car. We had to contact the lead car to ask the Hasselblad to slow down.
Hasselblad reluctantly slowed down.
You must know that in a place like this, drive as fast as you go. If you can drive fast, never drive slowly. There is a risk in delaying for even one minute.
Hasselblad set up a small radio station in the car and constantly communicated with his informants, and his informants were also very interesting. They seemed to be distributed in different areas of Country Y, and they could tell Hasselblad which road to take at any time and anywhere, just like a traffic station. There are checkpoints, there are no firefights, there are places where you can and cannot go.
Li Zheng suddenly felt that this guide was worth hiring.
If he, Zhang Jian and the others were to lead the team on their own without expecting it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The navigation system will only tell you which road is closest and which is the easiest way to go, but it will not tell you what is happening there.
Regarding Hasselblad's intelligence network here, Li Zheng asked him how he could contact so many people online at the same time?
Hasselblad smiled and told Li Zheng that this was their special skill.
Informants are always an indispensable resource for PMC. These people are usually bribed with small favors at a low cost. Once a task requires their support, they will be paid a certain amount of compensation in one go.
As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
As long as you are willing to spend money, many things can be done in a place like this, whether it is illegal or not.
Hasselblad's professionalism allowed the team to avoid many risks.
But it's not without its shortcomings.
Many times a detour is necessary.
Originally, the front section of the road was the fastest, but the informant said that there was a firefight ahead, so the convoy must immediately find an alternative route to avoid the firefight area.
These alternative routes are often small roads, even country roads, sometimes crossing a Gobi or desert.
This kind of place places a high test on the performance and quality of vehicles, especially the poor minibus, which was already overweight. At this time, it was even panting, and the engine felt like it was about to strike at any time.
"Li Zheng, Li Zheng, control your speed. Repeat, control your speed. My broken car feels like it's not working anymore."
"Qiangban, is the car broken down?"
"It's not broken, but I feel that the water temperature is too high. The car is too overloaded. It's full of sandbags and steel plates..."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell Hasselblad to slow down."
After Li Zheng finished the call, he turned to Hasselblad and told Hasselblad: "Lower the speed a little, the minibuses behind you won't be able to handle it anymore."
Upon hearing this, Hasselblad raised his hand and pointed forward. In the end, he said nothing and shifted gears to reduce the speed of the car.
Then he said: "Otherwise, throw away those sandbags. You can't be slow here, because at this time, HS armed forces from all over the country are chasing the ZFJ. It is safe here at this moment. There may be armed convoys passing by in the next moment. In case of encountering militants It’s useless even if you put the flag on your face..."
Li Zheng thought about it and felt that what Hasselblad said was not unreasonable, so he said to Qiang Yong on the channel: "Qiang Ban, can you throw away some sandbags? The speed cannot be too slow. Hasselblad said that the risk is too high if the speed is slow. .”
Qiangyong looked back at the inside of the car. There were sandbags piled under the windows, as well as some scattered dining table boards, steel plates and other debris.
"Captain Zhang, do you agree with Li Zheng's suggestion? Throw away some sandbags. I think the ones on the sides cannot be moved. You can throw away some at the rear of the car..."
Before he finished speaking, a loud noise was suddenly heard.
Zhang Jian was startled and immediately raised his pistol.
Everyone in the minibus immediately squatted on the ground and hid behind sandbags.
Qiang Yong suddenly felt something strange about his car. He looked in the rear mirror and understood instantly. He shouted: "Puncture!"
Zhang Jianli immediately informed Li Zheng of the lead train.
"The minibus has a puncture and needs repair! Stop!"
As soon as Qiang Yong stopped the car, he suddenly noticed a stream of white mist coming up, and the entire glass window turned white...
Take a look at the water temperature.
opened……
He was so angry that he slammed the steering wheel.
If your car breaks down in a place like this, you are really afraid of what will happen.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
