411 The Clash on the Expressway (2/2)
But before she could relish this warm feeling, her eyes widened in shock.
”No-”
Jiang Chen ignored her words as he ripped off his seatbelt.
A grim smile surfaced on his face as he jumped out of the car and dropped to the sea, ten something meters below.
”If there are fu*king reefs down there, I'll be done.”
With his eyes locked onto the sea, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth.
Splash!
Staring at the splash created on the sea surface, everyone was shocked.
They didn't expect Jiang Chen to jump.
This type of courage wasn't typical of a rich person. In their heads, Jiang Chen would get out of the car and beg on the ground for their mercy, just like the influential people they kidnapped before.
The truck came to a sudden stop. The black helicopter also hovered above the area where Jiang Chen jumped. No one bothered with the car Ayesha was in.
They only had one mission: to capture Jiang Chen and use him as a hostage to force a swap. The moment the helicopter lifted off the fishing boat, it appeared on New Moon Island's radar. The force stationed on New Moon Island was on its way; if these kidnappers couldn't secure the target quickly, they would be surrounded.
”Fu*k, is that guy crazy?” A bearded man with brown skin cursed as he jumped out from the back of the truck.
Their uniforms had a small arrow representing their identity.
Arrow Military Company.
Registered in South Africa, they were stationed on the island of Madagascar across the Mozambican Strait. They were one of the most despicable private military companies in the world. Most of their members were retired NATO soldiers who participated in the Iraq war. For a generous sum, they were willing to turn on the force they served without any consideration, or they could help the CIB capture drug lords in Africa.
They were hired by the country F government.
They had to capture the primary shareholder of Celestial Trade and threaten him to pressure the Xin government to release the 41 captured F soldiers.
F finally learned its lesson. When they realized their ”special force” was no match, they decisively threw out ten million USD and hired international experts to conduct this operation.
”Change of plan. Team C, move to coordinate (301,212).” Another soldier in a helmet got out of the car and scanned the sea surface before he immediately spoke into the microphone attached to his ear.
”Roger.”
The large fishing boat docked 10 kilometers away suddenly moved to where the helicopter was hovering.
”Team A, follow me to build a line of defense. Team B, help me retrieve the package.”
”Affirmative.”
The truck stopped in the middle of the road. A soldier brought out machine guns and rocket launchers from the back of the truck while the other three made an ”L” shaped barrier and set it around the truck.
The engine of the helicopter roared as it slowly made its descent.
Waves began to form on the surface of the sea because of the turbulence created by the helicopter. A soldier in diving gear with a rope attached to his back signaled his comrade before he dived inside.
”Did you find him?”
Fortunately, there were no reefs under the water - the target should still be alive.
”Wait…”
He turned on his searchlights. The diver moved underwater while searching for the target.
The water wasn't deep, but the jagged reefs and corals obstructed some of his vision. When the light scanned the area, the Clownfish swam away to hide in seaweed, but a crab just stayed there blowing bubbles.
”Sh*t, where is that guy hiding?” The diver cursed.
The soldiers in the helicopter watched the police force appearing at the entrance of the road, preparing their rifles.
”Liam, stop playing, quickly.”
”I know… sh*t! What is that!? Ahhh!”
”Liam! What happened! Liam!”
Watching the blood gradually bubble up to the surface, the soldier in the helicopter widened his eyes. When he saw the object appearing on the surface of the water, dumbfounded, a single word came out of his mouth.
”God-”