Ma Bomin parked the car in a secluded spot and said to Song Ziyi, "There's only one way into the port, and it's definitely heavily guarded. We can't force our way through. We have to think of another way."
Song Ziyi said, "You guys wait in the car, I'll go out and check the situation."
If there is nothing unusual at the port, it means that his sister and the others have not arrived yet. Then he doesn't need to rush to break through and can just wait here.
If there were signs of fighting in the harbor, it would prove that his sister and the others had already broken through, and he would have to find a way to enter the harbor as soon as possible.
As soon as Ziyi got off the car, he heard gunshots coming from the Hong Kong card. The gunshots were very concentrated and did not seem like a simple exchange of fire.
He immediately jumped into the car and said to Ma Bomin, "My sister and the others should have picked up Dr. Xue. Let's go over there and look for an opportunity."
When Xue Yuan heard that it was his father and the others, his eyes lit up with excitement, but at the same time he was a little worried, hoping that his father would be as safe as he was.
Ma Bomin also became excited and immediately started the car and drove towards Gangka.
Before the car even got close to the port, the sound of gunfire had already died down.
Song Ziyi shouted, "Drive faster."
Ma Bomin stepped on the accelerator, Ziyi took out his gun, climbed out of the car window, and jumped into the truck bed, where he had a better view and was more able to perform.
Seeing that Song Ziyi had stabilized, Ma Bomin continued to accelerate and shouted to Xue Yuan, "Get down quickly."
The pickup truck rushed towards the port checkpoint. At that time, many people had fallen at the checkpoint and the roadblocks had been removed, allowing the pickup truck to pass through.
Just as the pickup truck rushed through the port, several American soldiers hiding behind the bunker suddenly rushed out and fired at the pickup truck.
Song Ziyi reacted quickly and hit the people in front of him in the first time, but there were still people behind him, and they were using machine guns. No matter how fast they were, they could not be faster than bullets.
One side of the pickup truck was hit by a machine gun, and the car tilted a little and the speed dropped a little, but it quickly stabilized. At this moment, Song Ziyi quickly dealt with the soldiers with machine guns.
After the car rushed into the harbor, it was immediately chased by the American military vehicles. Song Ziyi shot in the car, but it was a pistol with a limited effective shooting range. He could not immediately eliminate all the chasing military vehicles and soldiers, and could only eliminate those within the effective shooting range.
At this time, if the other side has a sniper, they will be dead.
Song Ziyi held the truck bed handle tightly with both hands, his heart beating fast.
He had a feeling.
He was targeted by a sniper.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before. All the hairs on his body stood up at that moment, and the chill ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead. It was almost an instinct that even he could not understand. His body reacted faster than his mind and rolled to the right. A bullet grazed his right arm and hit the car body.
It's a sniper.
"Hurry, speed up, there is a sniper." Ziyi shouted loudly.
Ma Bomin's vision in the car was blurred, his body was shaking and his face was as pale as a tear.
He tried hard to see the road ahead, but his vision became increasingly blurred.
He stepped on the accelerator hard, not daring to relax even a little.
Just hold on a little longer, just hold on a little longer, don’t stop, absolutely don’t stop.
Ma Bomin heard Ziyi's cry, he took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.
The car was driving very unsteadily, and Xue Yuan bumped his head against the car. He quickly stood up and tried to change his posture before lying down again. When he looked up, he saw Ma Bomin, who looked very strange. "Uncle Ma, what's wrong with you?"
Ma Bomin's voice trembled a little, "Xiaoyuan, can you drive?"
Xue Yuan shook his head. "I can't. Uncle Ma, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"
Ma Bomin forced a smile on his face, "I'm fine, lie down quickly."
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