Chapter 133 Jack Bauer scrapes bones to heal his wounds

In front of the car, the ground was in a mess, with broken motorcycle parts and blood stains everywhere.

The scene suddenly fell into silence. Except for the rumble of the engine, the three people in the car did not speak.

Suddenly, the beeping sound of the phone rang again. Jack picked up the phone and saw the same encrypted number.

Jack connected, and Goncharova's voice came from inside: "Congratulations, you are still alive, but I have to remind you that a team of people is rushing to your place. If you continue to stay where you are, you will be there in about 20 seconds."

We will meet."

Receiving another reminder from the other party, Jack glanced at the surveillance camera outside. He had confirmed that the other party must have detected him through this surveillance system.

Although he didn't know the other party's true purpose, he was helping him both times. Jack felt that the other party had no ill intentions for the time being.

The sound of a motorcycle engine sounded in the distance, getting closer and closer. It seemed that what the other party said was true.

Jack shifted the gear back to forward, started the car, and left quickly.

Somewhere, Goncharova was eating crispy rice and watching the surveillance footage of a tattered black Chevrolet passing through the streets.

Another picture shows motorcycles passing by rapidly, one after another, and the helmeted knights on the vehicles look menacing.

Goncharova frowned. The Black Knights were not normal. They seemed to know the location of the Chevrolet. They made no move to look for it and went straight to the direction of the Chevrolet.

In Langley's temporary headquarters, the escaping SUV and a large group of black spots that were being chased across a few streets could be clearly seen in the satellite overhead view.

The motorcycle is very flexible and is not affected by the terrain at all. It can weave left and right on the road, and the distance between the two parties is constantly getting closer.

Noah Watson looked at the map with a cold face and said nothing. After a while, he asked, "Have you sent the location to them?"

"Just sent it."

The staff responded after hearing this.

Noah Watson said nothing more, just looked at the map. He didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

"Have you found out who is helping Ball?"

Noah looked at his deputy, who shook his head: "Not yet..."

"Check this house, check the license plate number, check everything you can. Do you still need me to teach you about these?"

Noah roared, and the deputy acted like an idiot, which made him very angry.

Outsiders are still unreliable.

Not only are these temporary subordinates with varying abilities, but also those damn mercenaries, who were able to make people run away even after providing such complete information, twice.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Noah took it out and looked at the number. It was the director calling.

He walked back to the independent office, closed the door, and then answered the phone.

"Director..."

"How's the progress?"

"Uh... something happened,"

"What's going on?"

Noah could feel the voice of the director opposite was a bit colder, but he could only bite the bullet and briefly explain everything that had happened before.

"Someone is helping Ball? Who is it?"

"It is still under investigation."

After saying this, I'm afraid the director will label him as incompetent.

He could even think that SOG was the most elite team of the CIA, and the director of such a team would come up with a trick to make him suffer, but his performance was not satisfactory.

"Forty-eight hours, I don't care what means you use, I must hear the news of success within forty-eight hours."

The director lost his patience and hung up the phone after saying a few words.

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On the city's roads, several motorcycles have caught up with Jack and others. The black knight leading them is the leader of a small mercenary group.

What happened in the past two days made him realize that they might have been involved in some big event.

Although the convoy they participated in the attack yesterday was victorious in the end, the participants all knew that they were killed by people.

They had the advantage in numbers and terrain, and they attacked intentionally or unintentionally. Even so, the casualty ratio still reached one to one.

Those who fought against them were obviously elites, and the armbands on their opponent's combat uniforms showed their identities.

Coupled with the intelligence screenshots just received on his mobile phone, the other party sent them were actually satellite screenshots. The captain couldn't imagine who dared to openly attack the CIA's convoy, and the other party could use satellite resources.

As a mercenary, he has no position and will work for whoever pays him.

But he is not sure whether what he has done will become the trigger of World War III like the Sarajevo incident.

But the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Things have reached this point and they can only carry on. He just hopes to kill the target as soon as possible, get the commission, and then find a safe place to hide.

Boom boom boom~~

The sound of the motorcycle's engine was getting closer and closer, and a big hole was made in the rear window by the previous rider. However, due to the special properties of car glass, although the window was shattered, it did not fall off.

Bauer swept through the big hole, and a knight behind him was shot and fell to the ground.

The knight next to him bypassed him and continued to chase him, but as soon as he reached the side, the car door suddenly opened and killed him.

Looking in the rearview mirror, the knight wearing a helmet was rolling on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Jack shouted: "How did they find us?"

He had tried his best to drive in a remote place, but the other party was still able to find them accurately. This only proved that people like him might have locators on them.

Jack's words also reminded the two people behind. Bauer and Mia searched their bodies and threw anything they were unsure of out of the car.

Mia saw the scanner on the back seat, picked it up and scanned her whole body. There was nothing abnormal.

Then there's Jack.

Jack had already scanned Bauer when he robbed someone before, so Bauer should be fine. Mia felt that the most likely thing was that she or Jake had been tampered with without knowing it.

Mia moved towards the front row with the scanner, Jack was driving, and Bauer was covering and shooting. She could only do the scanning.

But when the scanner accidentally passed by Bauer while moving, it suddenly rang.

What's going on?

Mia was in disbelief, but she tried it again, and it was true.

Bauer and Mia looked at each other, both seeing uncertainty in each other's eyes.

Mia tried a few more times and quickly found the location of the alarm.

Near the shoulder, I opened my clothes and there was a wound there.

Touching the wound on the back of his shoulder, Bauer also realized something. Someone from the Counter-Terrorism Department must have tampered with him while he was unconscious.

"Delayed start, it must be."

Jack also figured out the key at this moment. The positioning tracker implanted by the Counter-Terrorism Department on Bauer must have been activated with a delay, so he didn't scan it out when he first scanned it because the tracker was still on at that time.

In the dormant state, no signal is sent out at all, so it cannot be scanned naturally.

"Take it away, or we'll all be doomed."

Bauer said to Mia that the situation was urgent and he couldn't care about anything else. If they didn't remove the tracker, they would never be able to escape from each other's siege.

Mia looked at Bauer. She was not one to hesitate, so she took out a hairpin from her body.
Chapter completed!