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Chapter 493 9 Hours of Crisis!

5:54 am.

At this point in time when dawn is approaching, the night is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the world in front of us begins to become clearer.

The evacuation convoy drove out of the front door one after another, and no one could be seen on the wide road.

Empty and full of desolation.

It is the epitome of this country that has just ended the war and has no vitality at all.

Long Zhan was the last one to come out of the intelligence station, took the gate symbolically and locked it, and jumped into the rear compartment of the armed pickup that was accelerating gradually.

Looking at the information station that was getting farther and farther away from him, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

It should have lasted for a while, but it was 13 hours of crisis when it suffered a greater danger, but it turned into 9 hours of crisis under the turn of the tide by Long Zhan.

No matter who it is on, there will be an unbearable sense of accomplishment.

But thinking back to the three attacks and defenses last night, and the "stealing" plan not long after the near death, it will make people instinctively resist.

if possible……

Everyone, including Long Zhan, did not want to experience such a "magic journey".

With a security salary of more than 1000 US dollars a day, but in the end doing more than 10000 "big jobs", it will feel bad to put it on anyone.

Fortunately, it's all over now.

In the last part of the journey to the airport, other people may still be nervous, for fear that they will be blocked on the road and collectively become kidnapped by human flesh.

However, Long Zhan is very confident in his plan, and believes that there will be absolutely no danger on the road.

And the reaction of a certain Middle Eastern religious group also confirmed that Long Zhan's reasoning was completely correct.

As soon as the evacuation convoy left the intelligence station, it was immediately discovered by the corporate thugs who were monitoring the surrounding areas, and they immediately notified them.

The people in the headquarters received the information that the people in the intelligence station had started to run away, and realized the seriousness of the situation.

The first thought was to report to the commander and let him make up his mind.

It was at this time that the people in the command found that their commander was missing, as if he had evaporated from the world and could not be found anywhere.

The small bosses of the corporate headquarters don't know where the boss has gone, and there is an emergency to deal with right now.

All of a sudden he was in disarray.

Fortunately, the person who is equivalent to the second commander, still maintained a sliver of reason in the panic, and called the headquarters of a certain Middle Eastern religious group.

The head of the regiment immediately ordered him to be the temporary commander, and led people to drive to catch up and intercept.

The evacuation convoy from the intelligence station drove very fast all the way, and because the boss of a certain Chinese religious group suddenly disappeared, it was temporarily confused and delayed for some time.

By the time the Islamic Mission's armed pursuit convoy caught up with the intelligence station and evacuated the convoy, it was already more than half the distance.

Only less than 5 kilometers left to reach the airport.

The corporate thugs who were chasing up were in a hurry, and they were ready to go when they stepped on the accelerator. Even the heavy machine guns on the armed vehicle were aimed at the armed pickup where Long Zhan was.

As a result, Long Zhan picked up the loudspeaker and yelled, and the thugs of the corporation who were about to start were collectively surrounded.

"The boss is in their hands?"

The corporate thugs couldn't react at all, and instinctively decided that Long Zhan must be lying.

Long Zhan knew that the thugs of the corporation would have such thoughts, so he patted the iron roof of the pickup truck and shouted: "Scott, get that guy out to show his face."

Scott, who got the information, was straightforward.

Grabbing the zongzi, which was basically tied up and could only wriggle like a bug, the commander who had come to his senses pressed his head and sent him out of the window.

The group commander wanted to say something angrily, but his mouth was gagged, and everything he said turned into whining.

It doesn't matter if he can't hear what he said, what matters is that he shows his face.

The corporate thugs who were chasing after him knew their own commander very well, and they only needed to take a look to recognize who was pushed out of the window.

After confirming that their boss had really been arrested, the pursuers of the corps were even more shocked.

These Americans were obviously besieged at the intelligence station, when did they catch the commander?Why didn't they notice it at all?

Do Americans know magic?
The corporate thugs couldn't understand at all what the Americans in front of them used, but the fact that the commander was in the hands of them was right in front of them.

Just as Long Zhan had guessed before, a certain Middle Eastern religious group is not a crazy terrorist organization.

The commander became a hostage in the hands of others, and the chasing soldiers of the legal group were indeed suppressed, and they dared not shoot, but they couldn't just let it go.

He could only continue to hang behind the convoy, and at the same time shouted and threatened to say harsh words.

The GRS headed by Tyron, the DSS headed by Scott, the B team headed by Jason, and a group of people from the intelligence station really didn't dare to do anything when they saw the thugs.

The little heart that has been carried in the throat can finally be put back in the stomach.

At the same time, I have a higher evaluation and curiosity about the planner of the whole plan-Long Zhan, and I sigh from the bottom of my heart that it is fortunate to have "Gibron".

foreseeable……

Even 10 years after this incident, Long Zhan will become the most legendary and incredible "passer-by in life" in the hearts of those who experienced this attack.

however.

Just when everyone was praising in their hearts that Long Zhan's retreat plan was perfect, allowing him to escape a catastrophe and return home safely.

Directly ahead of the road leading to Benghazi Airport, a heavy convoy came head-on.

The BTR-94 wheeled infantry fighting vehicle led the way, followed by more than a dozen vehicles of various types, more than half of which were armed pickups equipped with heavy machine guns.

With the exaggerated configuration and firepower of this convoy, it is completely possible to participate in a small-scale war.

If they came to intercept the evacuation convoy, apart from a few top special forces such as Long Zhan and Jason, they might still be able to survive for a while.

Others simply cannot escape.

If it's useless to fight head-on, just one round of firepower will definitely be full of scrap iron.

Even a Mercedes-Benz bulletproof off-road vehicle with rifle-level bulletproof capability that has withstood a wave of attacks on the road is no better than tofu.

The same was beaten to pieces!
Originally a clear path to retreat, because of the appearance of this heavy-loaded convoy, the position was so stuck, it became confusing again.

"Station Master, there is a heavy convoy approaching. Before we evacuated from the intelligence station, did we receive any notification that allies would come to respond?"

Jason looked more solemn than ever, and asked the station master on the car radio.

"What? Reloading the convoy?"

The station master became numb when he heard the news, and became nervous again after he had just calmed down. He stammered and replied, "No, I didn't receive the notification."

The webmaster didn't know what to do, and the only thing he could do was reply dully.

The team's communication channel is public, and it can be heard in every car. After other people heard the news, the atmosphere was suddenly suppressed to the extreme.

There are corporal thugs chasing after them, and an even fiercer heavy-loaded convoy is coming ahead.

If it is an enemy, the consequences...

No one dared to imagine the consequences, because it was too terrible.

(End of this chapter)