Chen Fan remained silent. Such a scene did not require his command, so he simply protected Xiang Jingzhu and the others as they entered the third vehicle.
The Prophet and his team were well-prepared, with a total of four vehicles. The lead vehicle, though a pickup truck, was substantial and professionally modified. As it roared to life, its engine bellowed.
Rat-a-tat-tat, the gunfire was incessant.
This was the Prophet and the others firing fiercely outwards, repelling the cornered security personnel and several ninjas.
The pickup truck rammed forward. The driver, the Magician, steered with one hand while wielding an AK-47 with the other, spraying bullets.
The bullets rained down, allowing no one to approach.
Suddenly, the vehicle dipped slightly.
Titan, in the passenger seat, abruptly twisted his body to look back.
With a *shink*, a sharp blade pierced in from behind his seat, penetrating deeply.
But Titan had already dodged. Holding a Desert Eagle, he pressed the trigger against the car's interior wall.
Bang, bang, bang.
After three consecutive shots, the vehicle lightened. A ninja flew out from the rear cargo area.
The modified pickup crashed through the outer defense line as if it were entering an empty field.
The second Toyota pickup followed closely, charging out rampantly.
Previously, the Prophet and his team had only focused on holding their ground to facilitate Chen Fan's extraction. Now, the situation had changed. With their relentless assault, even the skilled and professionally trained ninjas could not stop them.
The four vehicles broke out of the laboratory building, a wave of destruction, unstoppable.
Amidst the deafening roar of bullets and grenades, the defenses outside the building were in disarray.
“Who are these people? Where did you find them?”
Hu Fox, holding a gun, watched the elite members of the Dark Night organization with narrowed eyes, her questions stemming from her uncertainty about their identities.
Chen Fan glanced at Hu Fox, showing no intention of answering.
Hu Fox inwardly seethed.
After their last encounter, she had used her domestic connections to investigate Chen Fan. She now knew his identity and understood his extraordinary capabilities.
This explained why the Xiang family had invited Chen Fan to rescue Xiang Jingzhu.
However, she hadn't anticipated that Chen Fan would have so many competent and formidable teammates.
The Prophet, the Magician, and the others were all incredibly capable, on par with any nation's top special agents, which was astonishing and even shocking.
Judging by their actions, the Prophet and the Magician seemed all too accustomed and experienced in such situations.
Yet, Chen Fan utterly ignored her question.
Xiang Jingzhu, aware of Chen Fan's identity, was also deeply shaken by the events.
Of course, all of this was for her rescue.
Effortlessly, the convoy broke through the defense line and emerged from between the buildings, nearing the main gate.
But it was at this moment that the roar of helicopters reached overhead. Massive searchlights descended, illuminating the open space behind the main gate in a blinding glare.
“People below, listen up! You are surrounded. Stop immediately, stop immediately, or you will face unrelenting fire.”
A warning blared from the helicopter's loudspeaker.
The four vehicles showed no sign of slowing down, accelerating towards the main gate.
“Stop! Stop immediately!”
The helicopter repeated its warning.
But as the four vehicles exited the gate, these armed helicopters of the Maritime Self-Defense Force no longer hesitated. Their mounted machine guns began spitting fire.
Rat-a-tat, bullets rained down, covering the entire area around the main gate.
The ornamental plane trees and bushes were pulverized into dust, and fragments of leaves flew everywhere.
Inevitably, vehicles in the convoy were hit, their bodies vibrating violently.
But the drivers reacted with incredible speed, immediately swerving their wheels to evade direct fire.
From the rear pickup truck, Mei Ji let out a cold snort, raising her gun and unleashing fire at the helicopters.
Bullets struck the underside of the helicopters. However, the armor on these attack helicopters was thick, and a single burst of fire couldn't penetrate it. Sparks merely skittered off.
Fortunately, the helicopters' strafing runs were in straight lines, making precise targeting difficult. Although the hail of bullets plowed through the ground, causing varying degrees of damage to the four vehicles, they did not destroy the four heavily modified, unrecognizable vehicles.
The four vehicles charged through the barrage of gunfire, smashing their way onto the open street outside the compound.
Through the comms, the Prophet's orders crackled: "Fast, fast, fast! Be careful, don't let the cars get blown up, or we'll be in big trouble!"
"Prophet, you're not prepared enough. If I had a rocket launcher, I'd take all these sons of bitches down!"
"We lack heavy weapons. Otherwise, I'd make these guys from the Land of Cherry Blossoms relive the nightmare from five years ago!"
"Guys, stop complaining and hurry into the dense streets! In this open area with sparse buildings, we'll just get shot to pieces. I don't want to lose my life here."
"Woof woof woof... I don't want to be kicked in the butt!"
"Lola and Zach, pay attention. A helicopter is turning back…"
"..."
Various voices filled the comms, tinged with urgency but surprisingly lighthearted, with some even laughing.
The four vehicles sped along at their maximum speed.
However, the attack helicopters quickly turned around, pursuing them in a fan formation.
The helicopters' weapon streams became a fiery dragon, chasing the last vehicle.
"Vehicle Three, be aware! I need to evade!"
Zach, in the last vehicle, shouted into the comms.
As if on cue, the four speeding vehicles fanned out, constantly weaving left and right.
Rumble…
The weapon streams howled past, pockmarking the highway.
"Damn it, my car's been hit and is smoking!"
"This is getting difficult. This is just the first wave. I really hate this kind of situation!"
"Prophet, what do we do now?"
"How should I know? We're running for our lives!"
The Prophet replied, "We're still three kilometers from the densely built-up area. We'll be safe once we reach there."
As soon as he spoke, with a series of *pff-pff-pff* sounds, a stream of bullets swept across like a raging dragon.
The driver, Shadow, jerked the steering wheel violently, sharply reducing their speed.
The rain of bullets grazed the front of the car, sparks flying. This Jeep shook precariously.
Vehicle Two, previously hit, was also severely damaged and was forced to stop.
"The car won't move anymore!"
Someone shouted.
"Mei Ji, you only have one choice, and that's to die!"
The Magician said, then violently spun his vehicle around and headed towards Vehicle Two.
Without slowing down, he pulled up beside Vehicle Two. Two figures leaped out, grabbed the door of Vehicle One, and nimbly climbed inside. It was Mei Ji and another member.
Rat-a-tat-tat, from the last vehicle, Zach fired at the sky, but his bullets went wide.
Due to the altitude and range, it was a futile waste of ammunition.
The situation had become extremely critical. Hu Fox's face showed concern as she said, "Chen Tianjiao, what now?"
Chen Fan shook his head and said to Xin, who was driving, "Head to the safe zone as fast as possible. Don't worry about anything else."
With that, he grabbed a gun from the front passenger seat, pushed the door open, and jumped out.