If Riddle hadn’t disappeared at the critical mont, the three drug dealers might have been successfully separated.
In the jungle, flashes of fire and constant gunfire.
Without a gun to retaliate, Betty’s distance from the drug dealers grew dangerously short, and things were just as tough for Gu Ji; the range of a rifle’s suppression was vastly superior to that of his handgun.
From a hundred ters away, the bald drug dealer could easily aim within a two-ter periter around him.
But once over 50 ters, his bullets had no idea where they should go.
So, to achieve a suppressive effect, Gu Ji had no choice but to let the enemy gradually close in to within his 30-ter accurate shooting range.
Right now!
In a flash, Gu Ji dropped to his knee, raised his gun, aid, pulled the trigger; the motion for a kneeling pistol shot was executed in one seamless action. The bang of the shot sliced through the trees, hitting the dealer in the leg with precision!
"Ah!"
"Bapello! Bapello..."
All Gu Ji heard was the Spanish-sounding na, followed by a garbled exchange he couldn’t understand.
The next second, the bald dealer fired frantically at the trunk Gu Ji sheltered behind, while the other dealer, wounded in the leg, gritted his teeth and started moving forward.
In about two or three seconds, the gunfire ceased.
Just as Gu Ji was about to retaliate, three bullets landed with a thud before his feet, scattering leaves everywhere.
"Alternating cover."
He raised an eyebrow.
The xican dealers couldn’t be underestimated; their alternating cover was even better than that of typical police, as they steadily closed in on his safety zone.
Bracing himself, Gu Ji fired wildly, then swiftly dove out.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Bullets swiped the air around him, but Gu Ji reacted fast, lowering his body abruptly during his forward montum, diving to the ground in a crawl posture, using his forearms and feet to quickly scuttle, like a nimble lizard, into the thicket between two tree trunks.
Just when the dealers caught up.
He took a breath, lying prone while raising his gun, eyes squinted slightly... Bam!
"Ugh..."
The bald dealer fell at the sound, but unfortunately, judging from the sound, the bullet likely only hit his abdon, where the bulletproof vest lessened the damage.
Such is the advantage of good equipnt.
If only Gu Ji had a rifle, these two would have been dead countless tis over.
Just as he prepared to pull back, just as he was about to get up, two people yelled urgently, presumably cursing him, followed by a shadow in mid-air.
"Oh, damn!"
Gu Ji cursed out loud, spinning to leap outward, simultaneously pulling a VX Nerve Agent Bomb from his pocket, tossing it towards the bushes outside.
BOOM——!
Hiss!
The shrapnel and powerful explosion ripped through the jungle’s branches and undergrowth instantly; a highly potent defensive grenade.
Who would have thought the dealers had such good gear: bulletproof vests, automatic rifles, grenades?
Like soldiers!
Gu Ji crawled briskly towards the southwest, having thrown the VX Nerve Agent Bomb amidst the grenade’s explosion. Even if they guessed he had killed the hijacking dealers, the invisible, tasteless toxin exploding under the grenade’s smoke was hard for anyone to notice.
He had calculated the wind direction while choosing his battle route.
In this forest, the wind blew northeast.
"Hey-ji de phta!"
"Gogo!"
...
Behind him, the two dealers indeed chased up quickly; Gu Ji fired two shots and pounded the ground, sprinting.
Having spotted his shadow, the dealers pursued more fiercely, bullets raining down like they cost nothing.
Once inhaled, the VX Nerve Agent causes pupil constriction in about 1-2 minutes, spasms, paralysis, and seizures in 5-10 minutes, with death occurring after over ten minutes. However, under intense physical stress, poisoning ti dramatically shortens.
"Cough cough cough..."
Upon hearing the cough, Gu Ji instantly hid behind a tree trunk, while the dealers attempted to encircle him from both sides.
Footsteps drew ever closer, ten ters! He grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, flinging it out, and seeing a figure pounce, aid his gaze intently, and pulled the trigger, bang bang!
The bullet hit the target’s chest, blood spurting.
Gu Ji didn’t even have ti to confirm if the target was dead; he tilted his body and rolled on the ground, bullets skimming past his upper body’s shadow, a life-and-death mont. With a kick to the tree trunk, his body sliding, another target’s lower body exposed in his shooting range, he fired without hesitation!
Bam bam bam!
"Ah!!"
The figure scread, imdiately falling to the ground.
Gu Ji’s rapid action was as fast as lightning.
Seizing the mont to roll behind a tree trunk, he stood up, eyes sharp; it was indeed the bald dealer. Just as the man lifted his AR-15 automatic rifle, Gu Ji’s Glock aid for his face first, bang bang!
The bullet entered the bald man’s face, the scene horrifying.
Quickly dodging, he aid at the first dealer shot earlier, bang bang!
"Hoo-ha..."
Gu Ji let out a breath, finally relaxing his taut nerves and muscles, yet his eyes remained vigilant, scanning the surroundings for any movent.
He quickly picked up the AR-15 rifle from the bald dealer, checked its ammunition, tucked the handgun into his waist, and retrieved two magazines from the bodies, stashing them in his backpack’s side pockets, taking guns from the subordinate as well.
Finally, he had real firepower!
But he didn’t completely relax; rember, there was still another dealer chasing Betty.
Gu Ji slung the rifle over his shoulder, crouching with the gun and quickly pursued southwest.
Soon, he heard a scream.
"Ah——!"
"Heh heh heh..."
Betty had been caught by the dealer, gunshots ringing out, bullets landing at her sides, making her fall to the ground, begging and retreating from the towering drug dealer.
The dealer, however, seed in no rush to kill her, aiming the gun at Betty’s chest while taking out a mobile, demanding sothing, likely reporting to the bald dealer.
Just as he pressed the screen, placing the phone to his ear.
Da da——!
Thud!
Two rounds of burst fire; one bullet instantly pierced the tall dealer’s lung.
Blood spurted like a fountain, even as he coughed it from his mouth.
Betty scread repeatedly in fear.
But when she looked back, she saw a powerfully built figure holding a rifle, crouching and closing in on the dealer’s back, thud.
Another shot, and the dealer was completely finished off.
Gu Ji kicked aside the dealer’s gun, then resud scavenging the body.
Betty’s eyes widened, seemingly yet to recover from the terror, having thought she’d et her end there, "Mr. Yassen..."
"Do you know how to use a gun?"
Gu Ji now had two handguns, reluctant to discard them, at least to give Bolton so arms later.
Due to different firearm laws, foreign pilots generally received shooting training.
In a dangerous place like this, an extra firearm or fighter makes a significant difference.
"Mr. Yassen! Thank you!"
Unexpectedly, Betty didn’t answer his question but threw herself at him, hugging him tightly, the softness encasing his AR-15 against his chest, with astounding flexibility.
"What should we do now, those two dealers..."
"I’ve already taken care of them, ti is short. The dealers must’ve already reported to their higher-ups. Soon, a large group will find the plane and capture all the passengers. We have to hurry back!"
He pulled her up promptly.
Betty now noticed the dealer’s blood splattered on her had smudged onto Mr. Yassen, but sohow, it only amplified his rugged masculine charm.
After a few glances, she collected herself, realizing Gu Ji was heading back, toward the cabin area.
"Mr. Yassen, are we..."
"Heading to the dealers’ car, we can’t make it back without a vehicle!"
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