Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 914

It was already 4 o'clock in the morning when Hasselblad and Li Zheng returned to SG.

It's been a safe journey.

Although he was shot twice before and after, fortunately, he was sitting in a bulletproof car, so he was fine.

On the contrary, Zhang Jian was very worried about his safety. Within two hours, almost 10 minutes, the team contacted Li Zheng once to make sure they were still alive.

No wonder, in this environment, everyone will worry about security issues.

The tubing was welded, bumped it up and tried it, and found it fit.

Start the minibus, the smooth sound of the engine is exciting.

Zhang Jian squatted in front of the engine and looked at it for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Organize everyone to set off immediately!"

"and many more!"

Li Zheng suddenly stopped Zhang Jian.

He looked at Hasselblad, then at Zhang Jian.

"What else?" Zhang Jian asked.

Li Zheng said, "I suggest leaving at dawn."

"What?" Zhang Jian was a little surprised: "There are still at least two hours before dawn, and it is dangerous to wait here for an extra minute."

Li Zheng said, "Come here."

Zhang Jian followed Li Zheng to the courtyard full of doubts.

Li Zheng pointed to Hasselblad's bulletproof off-road vehicle and said, "Look."

Zhang Jian took a look and found three bullet holes in the car.

One on the windshield and two on the doors.

The two bullet marks on the door were located in the co-pilot, that is, Li Zheng's position.

If it was an ordinary vehicle, he would definitely be injured.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Jian said, "You were shot, are you scared?"

Li Zheng said: "I'm not afraid of gunshots, but you think the Hasselblad car, the other two cars can defend against this kind of 7.62 bullets?"

Of course not!

Zhang Jian naturally knew it in his heart.

In the face of 7.62 caliber bullets, the sheet metal on the general car is like paper, and it is not a problem to wear two doors.

"Li Zheng, what do you mean? Looking for a bulletproof car? Where can I find such a big bulletproof car?"

Zhang Jian pointed to CMB.

"No time, let's go now!"

Li Zheng said: "You can leave, but you must make some modifications to the minibus. Use some wooden boards and sandbags to pile up in the compartment. People will hide behind the sandbags and wooden boards. It will be much safer. Even if the bullet hits, the chance of injury It will also reduce a lot. Also, I suggest leaving at dawn because the city is in chaos now. We were shot three times just now, and we don’t even know where we are. You can guarantee that we will not be attacked if we drive out now. Shooting?"

Zhang Jian was speechless.

Lin Yue said, "Isn't it the same during the day?"

Li Zheng said: "It's not the same. There are gunmen everywhere in the city now, and sometimes they will come to a shuttle when they see a vehicle, but during the day they can see what it is, at least they have some scruples, is there a flag in SG? We All flags are planted in the most conspicuous places, we just want to show our identity and let them know who we are, so that they will have some scruples before shooting.”

Lin Yue has been working in SG here all year round, and Li Zheng's words made him feel a little enlightened.

"That's right, we have a pretty good relationship here. Whether it's the HS armed forces or the ZFJ, they don't have any malice towards us. Besides, from the perspective of XX, they don't want to provoke us. Putting up flags... a good idea!"

He turned back to Chen Haoran and said, "Secret Chen, I agree with Li Zheng's idea, how do you feel?"

Mi Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Based on what I know about this place, I think it's feasible. They don't want to provoke us. Many times they shoot, maybe they really don't know who we are. In fact, we are more worried about cold guns. And stray bullets, people who really meet them, if they reveal their identities face to face, it probably won't embarrass us."

"You all agree?"

Zhang Jian asked Lin Yue and Chen Haoran.

The latter two nodded at the same time.

"Okay!" Zhang Jian said, "My duty is to protect you, and we will follow whatever you decide to evacuate."

Hasselblad said: "Since you have decided, I will provide you with the latest situation and route planning. I will find a way to settle any checkpoints encountered on the way. Don't worry."

"Then what are you waiting for now?" Li Zheng said, "Hurry up and modify the car."

Everyone just do what they say.

Those in the basement were also mobilized.

Everyone searched slowly, mainly looking for things like sandbags, wooden boards, and iron plates. Some people even removed the legs of the dining table and moved them directly to the car.

As for sandbags, they are easy to find.

In the early days of the war in Sanaa, for the sake of safety, a lot of sandbags were piled up on the balconies and window sills of the buildings and some key places in the yard.

In this way, the advantage is that the protection ability is improved, but the load is increased, so it cannot be added, mainly on the sides of the car and at the rear of the car. The most dangerous position of the whole car is the driver's position.

Everything was taken care of, everyone drank some water, ate something, and went to the toilet - in the next four hours, it is estimated that there will be no time for people to go to the toilet.

Just arrived at six o'clock, the sky is slightly bright.

Zhang Jian stood up from his chair, looked at his watch, and said to the rest of the team: "It's time, take people into the car and set off!"

Two of the evacuees' children were taken to the back seat of the bulletproof Hasselblad SUV.

The first car to open the road was replaced by the ordinary old Toyota that Chen Mi drove from Hodeidah Port, and the minibus was at the end.

The driver of the minibus was Qiang Yong, Hasselblad and Li Zheng went to the first car, and the driver of the second car was handed over to Secretary Chen, who was more familiar with the situation here.

After everything was done, Zhang Jian opened the SG gate, waved his hand, and the first car of Hasselblad and Li Zheng drove out slowly.

After the two cars in front got out, Zhang Jian jumped into the last minibus and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Qiang Yong held the steering wheel and glanced in Zhang Jian's direction.

Zhang Jian nodded to him.

it is more than words.

On the front car, Hasselblad has been looking around at the cab of this old Toyota, constantly counting the gap between this car and his own car.

Finally he asked Li Zheng: "Li, we are the most dangerous people in the team."

He raised one hand in a gesture to fire.

"If someone shot at us, without bulletproof glass and interlayer, we would be turned into a hornet's nest."

Li Zheng asked, "Are you scared?"

Hasselblad said: "I'm an employee of PMC, understand? The mercenaries you often talk about, our income and risk are directly proportional. Do you know how much bonus our boss will give us for this mission?"

Li Zheng asked curiously, "How much?"

Hasselblad said: "As long as the mission is successfully completed and you are safely sent to the port of Aden, you can get this amount—"

He gestured a number.

Li Zheng asked: "One hundred thousand?"

Hasselblad said: "Of course, if there is any mistake in the middle, the money will also be deducted. For example, if someone is injured, [-] yuan will be deducted for each injury."

Li Zheng heard of PMC's pricing model for the first time, and felt quite fresh.

Hasselblad suddenly asked: "Lee, how much salary do you have?"

Li Zheng said: "It's far behind you. The subsidy for our escort for a few months is equivalent to [-] knives, which is usually not that much."

Hasselblad asked, "How many months?"

"More than three months." Li Zheng nodded.

Hasselblad suddenly smiled: "Thousands of dollars a month is worth your life?"

Li Zheng said: "The nature is different, and it cannot be measured by money."

Hasselblad was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "You are really similar to my BOSS, are all the people over there like this..."

Li Zheng asked: "What is the similarity? Could it be that he still said such things?"

"Of course not." Hasselblad thought for a while, seemed to make a comparison in his mind, and finally said: "The tone, the tone of speaking, and, your eyes... are very similar."

As the two talked, the convoy left the road where SG was located and turned into the main road of Sanaa. From here, it only took 10 minutes to leave the city by heading south.

The most dangerous journey has begun.

　Ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)