blogombal Chapter 801 Reclaiming the Prey
Chapter 801 Reclaiming the Prey
The bullet hit the special bulletproof glass, making a dull but weak chiseling sound, leaving only a few white marks.
Inside the armored vehicle that fell into the river.
The cold and muddy river water was pouring in madly from the gaps and damaged parts of the car body like a greedy giant mouth.
Inside the sealed escort cabin, the water level rose at an alarming rate, reaching Ryan's ankles in just two seconds.
At this rate, the entire carriage will be completely filled with icy river water in less than thirty seconds.
Faced with this torrent that was constantly devouring space, Ryan was surprisingly calm.
He steadily moved his body, bound by heavy shackles, his back leaning against the cold metal wall.
There were heavy "bang! bang!" collisions.
That was not panic, but precise accumulation of strength.
Inside the arch on the bridge.
The disguised truck driven by Zola slowly drove out of the shadow of the bridge.
The clamor made him subconsciously look sideways—
The chaos on the bridge was shocking, with police lights flashing wildly.
The vehicle lurched and swayed as if out of control, and the armed police officers felt they were facing a formidable enemy.
Zola gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his body leaning forward in shock, his lips parted involuntarily, and a low curse uttered: "God...what the hell is he doing?!"
"boom--!!"
A deafening roar tore through the air!
The heavy truck driven by Baijiu was like a raging bull, smashing the thin wall behind the rolling door of the warehouse.
The huge car body broke into the warehouse violently, rolled over the concrete floor, and kicked up a cloud of dust.
The several accomplices on standby inside were caught off guard and were thrown violently by inertia like jelly candies, hitting the wall of the cargo box heavily.
"Hey! Asshole! What the hell are you doing?!"
In the rear compartment, the frightened accomplice pounded on the isolation window and screamed.
Baijiu ignored him and turned the steering wheel coldly.
The huge truck forced a tailspin with the harsh sound of tire friction, and rushed directly into the opposite lane and started speeding in the opposite direction.
The sudden and drastic change of direction caused the few people in the rear compartment close to the door to crash into the cargo door again like weightless sandbags.
"Bang! Crack!"
The door lock broke and the door opened!
Those unlucky guys fell onto the cold and wet road from a height of nearly one meter like dumped garbage.
He curled up his body and let out painful howls and groans.
The pain of this kind of unprepared collision is comparable to sprinkling salt on a bloody wound, pouring liquor on it, and finally dousing it with boiling wax!
At the rear tunnel exit, several reinforcement police cars came out one after another with sirens blaring.
The well-trained police officers divided their forces tacitly:
A team quickly pulled over and pounced on the group of "remnants" on the ground who had lost their combat effectiveness like cheetahs and took control of them firmly.
The other team was like a thorn in their side, their engines roaring and chasing the truck driven by Baijiu relentlessly.
Under the icy waters of the Seine.
The black armored vehicle, as heavy as iron, now looked like a huge tombstone, overturned and sunk at the bottom of the dark river.
Only the car roof covered with floating mud and sand and the stubbornly flashing warning lights were still exposed in the turbid water, pointing to the isolated sky.
The special police officer in the cockpit used all his strength to kick the car door, and his upper body finally emerged from the water in a panic, with his hands tightly grasping the edge of the roof.
However, the armored vehicle's center of gravity was completely unbalanced, and it was sinking slowly but resolutely into deeper darkness in an unstoppable manner.
Human power is as small as an ant in front of this giant steel.
Inside the rear escort cabin, the scene was even more desperate. Like a ravenous beast, river water poured in frantically from the overhead vents.
The gray-green muddy water instantly swallowed up the sloping floor, forming a turbulent pool.
Ryan's body was pushed by the current, but he simply calmly tilted his head to a higher place where there was still air, and began to breathe rapidly and professionally.
Alternating deep, rapid inhalations and exhalations (hyperventilation).
Flushing out the carbon dioxide accumulated in the lungs as much as possible and increasing the blood oxygen saturation to make final preparations for the upcoming breath holding.
"Gululu...Gululu..."
Dense bubbles surged and rose wildly around him.
The turbid water distorted his figure, and the swaying light and shadow and floating impurities made him look even more blurred and mysterious.
Heavy rain on the streets of Paris.
Under the gloomy sky, the city's neon lights cast blurry spots of light on the wet asphalt road.
Baijiu's knuckles turned white from the effort he put into steering the wheel, and the truck sped along the planned crazy route.
The water on the road splashed up a high fan-shaped wall of water.
He quickly glanced at the rearview mirror - those scarlet police lights were still like vengeful evil spirits, biting the back of the car!
Deep at the bottom of the river, in the escort cabin.
In the dark and silent underwater world, the armored vehicles lie quietly in the mud like huge blocks of lead.
Suddenly, a blinding red light piercing the darkness lit up outside the car door! —That was the underwater cutting tool at work!
Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "clang" sound.
The torn hatch suddenly flew open! A figure in a professional black diving suit slid into the wrecked cabin as swiftly as a shark.
The diver had a clear goal and directly and roughly stuffed the mouthpiece of the back-mounted breathing regulator into Ryan's mouth!
The oxygen tube was violently undulating, spewing out a large amount of bubbles.
Oxygen instantly rushed into his lungs! However, Ryan's face didn't show any joy of being rescued.
He simply fell from the cage of official institutions into an even more unknown and equally deadly black cage!
His sight was fixed on the last scene.
The diver didn't delay at all. A thick, opaque black hood neatly covered him, completely separating him from the world.
The bottomless darkness is his only travel companion at this moment.
Facing the glaring red light and dense traffic ahead, Baijiu's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Without any intention of slowing down or turning, the huge heavy truck forced its way into the intersection.
The vehicles in the lanes on both sides panicked, and the sharp brakes and the screams of metal twisting and rubbing suddenly exploded.
Several cars that failed to avoid each other rear-ended each other and spun sideways, like dominoes being pushed down, instantly blocking the intersection.
Under the Seine River bridge pier.
A dark gray speedboat lurked like a ghost in the shadow of the bridge pillars.
A man on the boat held a high-powered telescope and vigilantly scanned the wide river surface and the movements on both sides of the river.
Not far away, the low sound of engines came closer and closer, and several police speedboats with warning lights flashing were plowing through the water and quickly surrounding the area.
"puff!"
The water surface next to the speedboat broke open, and a head wearing a light-colored waterproof straw hat emerged - it was Lao Hei.
He took off his diving goggles neatly, revealing a serious face.
Immediately afterwards, McAllen also struggled to surface with a human-shaped package.
He quickly took off his goggles, and the two of them worked together to lift the heavy "cargo" wrapped in waterproof cloth and shaped like a mummy - Ryan
Pushed onto the speedboat, McCarron swiftly climbed aboard.
Under the cover of the low roar of the engine, Lao Hei took out a military gray portable countermeasure terminal from the waterproof bag. It looked like a reinforced mobile phone.
His movements were skillful and meticulous, as he aimed the device closely at Ryan's head for a full-scale scan.
"Beep beep!"
The terminal suddenly vibrated sharply and a red light came on!
Lao Hei's eyes were sharp, accurately locking onto the signal source at the back of the neck.
He immediately tore off a special graphene shielding patch (which looks like a small plaster) and stuck it precisely on the corresponding skin.
He used the scanner to check again, and the screen clearly displayed a green symbol indicating successful isolation: [Signal shielding effective].
The corners of Lao Hei's tense mouth finally relaxed a little.
He quickly put away his equipment and scanned the river again with vigilance - the outline of the police speedboat was faintly visible in the rain.