Chapter 553 - The Emerging Crisis (1/2)

The dark and gloomy day reflected the melancholic mood that was looming over Libya.

On the road through the dunes that stretched toward the horizon, three green military vehicles were speeding, leaving clouds of sand billowing behind them.

“It’s weird. Why hasn’t the Khun Sa Mercenary Corps made a move? Logically speaking, they would have caught up to us already!” Rice said.

Rice, the vice-captain, frowned as he spoke to Powell, who was beside him. Powell, Mina, and he were in the last vehicle while two SEALs were in the first vehicle, taking the lead. Xiao Luo and Sarah Michelle were in the middle.

Powell furrowed his brows in deep thought. He was ready to get into battle, but surprisingly the Khun Sa Mercenary Corps had not shown up. What was happening? Those desperados were capable of easily tracking Sarah Michelle down. Was what Sarah Michelle said true, then? Have they all been annihilated by that Hua Nation guy?

Did he take down the whole Khun Sa Mercenary Corps all on his own?

How could that be possible?

He had a hard time believing the story.

He calmed himself as he turned toward Rice. “Do not let your guard down. The men in the Khun Sa Mercenary Corps are very cunning and cruel. We have to be on high alert all the time,” he said.

Rice nodded, indicating that he understood.

He turned around to look at Minna, who was riding shotgun. “Mina, are you feeling alright?” Rice enquired.

“I’m fine,” she responded.

Mina glared viciously at the military truck in the middle, knowing that she would never find it in her heart to forgive Xiao Luo and would never stop hating him.

“That’s great. How dare that goddamn Hua Nation man do such a thing to a woman, I am looking at Hua Nation from a whole new perspective now,” Rice said.

“That’s enough, don’t disregard what I just said!” Powell interrupted.

“I can now see that this Mie is not an ordinary man. If we want to get back to the base by the coast safely without losing any more of our members, we need his help. So stop picking on him. This is an order that I expect you to obey at least until we reach the base by the coast,” Powell warned them both.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, Captain. We will do as you say, and we’ll stop picking on him.”

Rice did not take it seriously. He thought that Captain Powell was giving that guy from Hua Nation far too much leeway. What was Powell thinking? That they couldn’t complete the mission without Mie? Or get back to the military base on the coast on their own? Bullsh*t.

Mina humphed, as she also thought that Powell was overestimating Xiao Luo. That scumbag was just slightly better than her at Kungfu. Well, Kungfu from Hua Nation was world-famous. There was little doubt that he was better than her, but she would not lose to him if they were using thermal weapons.

Out of the blue, the driver, a member of the SEAL team, stepped on the emergency brakes. The moving vehicle that was traveling at a steady pace came to a sudden stop. Powell, Rice, and Mina lunged forward, reacting to the inertia created by the emergency stop. Rice hit his head on the headrest of the front passenger seat.

“Oh sh*t! Thomas, do you f*cking know how to drive a car?”

Rice screamed at the team member who was driving the car, spitting everywhere.