However, in the next second, a bullet accurately penetrated his eyebrows, and then he fell down on the car window and was thrown out of the window due to the speed of the car.
"There are snipers on the mountain!" A soldier in a Humvee pointed at the mountain in front of him and shouted, and then a group of people picked up various rifles in their hands and fired wildly at the white spot on the mountain.
That white spot of light is the light reflected from the sniper's scope.
However, for two snipers on a mountain several hundred meters high, the bullets fired by these small weapons are of no use at all. Targets as small as the two of them are squatting in bunkers. Without heavy firepower to cover these targets at high speeds,
If a soldier in a moving Humvee is hit by a bullet, they can only say that the chance is smaller than the chance of winning a billion in lottery tickets.
After a burst of fierce firepower, the soldiers in the Humvee retreated into the vehicle to change their magazines. At the same time, two snipers on the mountain took away the driver of a Humvee with two more shots.
Now there is only one Hummer left chasing Meng Yan.
Meng Yan picked up the rifle next to him, leaned half out of the window, aimed at the driver of the last Humvee, and pulled the trigger.
The fire snake flew through the air with a bullet, accurately hitting his chest. Then the car skidded, and the car crashed into the guardrail next to the road.
Seeing that the last pursuing vehicle was out of danger, Meng Yan braked the Ferrari to the side of the road, picked up the rifle and got out of the car.
Nightingale on the side also got out of the car and quickly grabbed his arm and blocked him.
"Meng Yan, are you crazy? Let's leave now. Why are you looking back?"
Meng Yan shook his head: "Do you have any extra guns? Get one yourself quickly. If not, stay in the car while I check the situation."
"Looking at the scale of the pursuit of this group of people, it is obvious that they already know that Scar has been killed by us. If there are still survivors among them, we will still not be able to escape when they go back and report the news."
Hearing Meng Yan's words, Nightingale immediately realized that this is indeed true. If even one of the people chasing us returns alive, then their plan will be in vain, and Wei Xian will die in vain.
After saying that, Nightingale turned around and got into the Ferrari. After a while, she took out a small submachine gun and followed Meng Yan forward.
However, the two of them had just taken a few steps forward when suddenly a bullet hit the road in front of Meng Yan's feet, leaving a crater.
But this bullet was fired from behind.
The two of them immediately stopped and turned around in confusion to look at the sniper spot on the mountain peak behind with a faint reflection.
"What does this mean? Does it want us to stop moving forward?" Meng Yan frowned slightly.
And having said that, why did this sniper suddenly appear here to help us? What is the force behind them?
Nightingale on the side didn't panic when she saw this, she just put away her gun and stopped where she was.
"Meng Yan, since they aimed and shot in front of our feet, it means they didn't mean to kill us." Nightingale reminded.
Meng Yan nodded, and the two of them were about to turn around and return to their Ferraris, when a light suddenly came from not far away from the road.
Immediately, the two of them spotted an armored vehicle with an unknown level of equipment higher than that of Scar's men appearing in their field of vision.
However, this armored vehicle only exposed the frontmost machine gun muzzle at this time, and its entire body was wrapped in camouflage, revealing no information about it at all.
The armored vehicle slowly drove over and stopped next to the two of them. Then the armored door at the back opened. About a dozen well-equipped special operations troops got out of the armored vehicle. They raised their guns at the pile of Humvees that had rolled over and walked away cautiously.
passed.
The equipment of these special operations troops was also tightly wrapped, and even the guns were wrapped with camouflage bags, making their identities completely invisible.
A person who seemed to be a commander came to the two of them and asked them through thick tactical helmets.
"Meng Yan?"
Meng Yan was stunned, why did this person know his name?
However, he still nodded and affirmed.
"Yes, I am Meng Yan."
The commander wearing a helmet spoke immediately, his voice coming out through the helmet so hoarse and unclear that Meng Yan couldn't even tell the approximate age of this man.
"You two leave immediately. The matters here involve confidentiality and will be handled properly by us."
Without waiting for Meng Yan to ask questions, the officer immediately followed his team.
Meng Yan swallowed what he wanted to ask, and took Nightingale and the two of them back to the Ferrari. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the two of them drove away, quickly leaving this place of right and wrong.
Such a big thing happened. When the Ferrari was escaping just now, there were a lot of bullet holes in its body. The windshield of the rear window was dried to pieces. It was definitely impossible to drive back to Yangon with this look.
Already.
Under Nightingale's instructions, Meng Yan drove the Ferrari from the highway onto a dirt road, twisting and turning on the mountain jungle path, and finally stopped in front of a small farmhouse.
Looking at the adobe house made of bricks and wood outside, Nightingale and Meng Yan walked in, only to find that there was a different world inside.
There is a sofa and two beds in the very exquisitely decorated house. Although the space in the room is still very small, there is no problem in accommodating two people.
Moreover, various counters are filled with firearms, bullets and emergency food cans. From the outside, it looks like a dilapidated small wooden door, but when you walk into the room, you find that there is a steel plate several centimeters thick behind the door panel that has been reinforced.
It's obvious that this is a safe house.
Nightingale invited Meng Yan to sit down on the sofa, walked aside casually, unpacked two emergency cans from the shelf and placed them on the coffee table, then leaned down and stood next to Meng Yan.
Seeing Nightingale looking at him with strange eyes, Meng Yan said.
"Nightingale, don't hold it back. If you have any questions, just ask them directly."
"Then I'm not welcome." Nightingale said, I took out a pistol that I didn't know when I had pinned it on it from my waist, and raised it in front of Meng Yan, pointing the black muzzle straight at his.
forehead.
"Meng Yan, who are you?" Nightingale asked with a wary look.
Seeing Nightingale's behavior, Meng Yan felt that it was reasonable. What happened just now was too sudden. Why did that person suddenly say his name?
