The city environnt is complex, full of buildings and places to hide. Just find a corner to shrink into, and you won't be discovered. As long as the ground troops don't co up for the ti being, we can avoid the attack of the ard helicopter. Luo Zheng hid in the shadows of a building, looking up at the swaggering ard helicopter, secretly grateful for his other decision. Fortunately, the bridge was blown up, and there is no threat of ground troops for a short ti. With our abilities, I believe there's a way to avoid the search and escape alive, right?
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng couldn't help but look toward the hotel direction, which was still several kiloters away from him. Lan Xue has three people by her side; they should be able to escape, right? Luo Zheng worriedly pondered, his tiger eyes flickering with fierce battle intent, like an injured tiger, angrily watching the sky where the ard helicopter swaggered, wishing he could shoot it down.
The plan failed, turning into an enemy conspiracy. This outco filled Luo Zheng's heart with anger and deep guilt. He felt sorry for the brothers who risked their lives to fight alongside him. If soone died on the retreat path, Luo Zheng would hate himself for a lifeti. Considering Sam Country's information warfare capabilities, he had no choice but to have everyone cut off their signal devices. Whether they can escape depends on fate, which feels terrible. Luo Zheng gritted his teeth in anger, his face a chilling coldness.
Why were they plotted against? Did the enemy see through his plan from the beginning? Or did the signal devices being on for too long attract Sam Country's attention? Luo Zheng didn't know. At this point, regret was useless. Luo Zheng coldly glanced a few tis at the swaggering ard helicopters in the sky, then quickly rushed toward the city.
The city is large. Besides the bridge, there's another road out of the city. But would the enemy send soldiers to block it? Luo Zheng didn't know. He could only try to rush through and see, hoping for so luck. Through the earpiece, it would be easy to ask Lan Xing for the outco, but once the signal device is turned on, it's tantamount to exposure, leading to endless pursuit from ard helicopters. The risk is too great, and Luo Zheng didn't dare to take it. His face turned cold as he suddenly thought of his diplomatic identity, ca up with an idea, and headed toward the city.
The hotel is definitely out of the question, possibly already being watched. The priority is to steal a car and then drive away. As long as his diplomatic identity isn't exposed, Luo Zheng can break out. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng dismantled his weapon, stowed it in his backpack, and sped up, rushing forward. Soon, Luo Zheng saw a car parked on the side of the street not far away. The driver got out.
Luo Zheng rushed over a few steps, and as the person turned around, he swiftly delivered a hand chop, knocking the person unconscious. Checking around, it was pitch black, and no one noticed his actions. So, he dragged the person to the dark side of the street and dropped them in a corner, slumped as if dead drunk.
Ti was pressing. Luo Zheng quickly took out the person's car key, unlocked the car, and put his backpack in the front passenger seat space. After getting in, he started the car and dashed forward. During the day, Luo Zheng had wandered around the city with Little Ma, knowing the general direction. Luo Zheng quickly turned the steering wheel and rushed toward another exit from the city.
Along the way, Luo Zheng saw a few late-night cars. The whole city was plunged into darkness, no pedestrians in sight. Luo Zheng raced on, tearing through several streets. Before long, he reached the city outskirts, seeing many police officers at the road junction setting up a checkpoint, like facing a formidable enemy. Indeed, the whole city was locked down.
Luo Zheng was shocked, slightly slowing down, taking several deep breaths to force himself to calm down. Checking himself, the outer garnt was a bit dirty, so he quickly took it off and threw it onto the passenger seat, covering the backpack in the process. He slowly drove forward, hoping to sneak through.
Soon, a policeman ca up, and more were alertly watching the car behind, hands already on their guns. One policeman signaled Luo Zheng to pull over. With so many police, a frontal charge was impossible. Luo Zheng forced himself to calm down and slowly parked the car. A policeman approached, saw that he was Yellow Race, saluted, and asked, "Sir, driver's license, ID, please!"
Luo Zheng calmly took out his work ID. The policeman took it, saw that it indicated a Ministry of Foreign Affairs employee, and his face turned serious. Diplomacy is no small matter, so the policeman did not dare to be careless and politely said, "Please wait; I need to verify your identity." He stepped back a few steps and called headquarters through the radio on his shoulder.
The call quickly got a response. The policeman reported Luo Zheng's identity information, and the radio soon confird it. Luo Zheng calmly watched the scene, knowing all identity information was real, his face disguised with a silicone mask to look like the photo. He wasn't afraid of being checked, otherwise, he wouldn't dare break through.
After verifying Luo Zheng's information, the policeman didn't let him go imdiately but quickly left to confer softly with another officer who looked like a superior. They then hurried over and returned Luo Zheng's work ID, saying, "According to regulations, driving requires a driver's license. This ti, we'll let it go, but next ti, please rember to bring it. Be careful on the road; it's not very safe. Leave here as soon as possible, don't linger."
"Hmm, thank you." Luo Zheng said courteously, starting the car and slowly driving away.
Soon, Luo Zheng burst through the checkpoint, glanced at the checkpoint police through the rearview mirror, and sighed deeply, smiling. Finally, he was out. These police must have just co to set up the checkpoint and hadn't grasped more details yet, or else he wouldn't have gotten out with just the work ID. Thinking of his brothers without similar docuntation, all stuck in the city, Luo Zheng's heart ached like a plunge into an ice cellar, his gaze becoming sharp.
Moving forward a bit, a convoy appeared ahead. As he got closer, he realized they were military vehicles, a long line of ten or so, all with canvas-covered compartnts. The lead military vehicle had a dozen people and a mounted heavy machine gun, none paying attention to Luo Zheng.
Seeing the sudden military vehicles, Luo Zheng's expression changed drastically. He struggled to control his emotions, maintaining speed to avoid attracting attention. Seeing the military vehicles with no intention of stopping, Luo Zheng tightly controlled the steering wheel, slightly slowing down. Inside, he was anxious like fire—so many military vehicles, seemingly hundreds arriving for support, how could his brothers escape?
The thought of his brothers possibly dying or being captured made Luo Zheng's heart twist like a knife. Endless regret and guilt surged within him. If only he had considered things more comprehensively, if the actions had been more cautious, even sending soone to scout inside the car would've helped. Knowing Lan Bo wasn't inside, he wouldn't have taken action, and his brothers wouldn't be in this desperate situation. It was all his fault.
"Ah—" Luo Zheng couldn't help but let out a long howl.
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