What if there is an insider who leaks the information in advance?
This is a...
A chase battle that only the core members of the organization can participate in!
Chianti was shooting crazily and didn't care about public security at all. Fortunately, the surrounding area was a residential area and the police could not arrive for a while.
They don't have much time, and even if the Metropolitan Police Department is a bunch of good-for-nothings, it will still cause them a lot of trouble.
If we fail to kill Shuichi Akai before the police arrive, the opportunity provided by Makoto Sakaki will be wasted!
The traitor he has been thinking about is right in front of him, Gin...
How can I not be excited?
The car chasing closely behind him belonged to the FBI agents, who were also Shuichi Akai's helpers.
When Akai Shuichi walked out of Agasa's residence and wanted to get away quickly...
He was caught red-handed by Gin and others.
Although the FBI has the advantage in numbers,...
In terms of firepower, they were completely at a disadvantage.
The PSG-1 sniper rifle in Chianti's hand was enough to completely ignore the bulletproof vests they wore.
Plus the Uzi submachine gun in Vodka's hand and the detonator on his waist...
Compared with the small pistol in the hands of the FBI agent, it formed a one-sided crushing victory.
Even facing such a difficult situation, Shuichi Akai remained calm. He knew that he could not stop the car.
If they stop, a massacre will be waiting for them.
"hateful!"
Chianti loaded the new magazine into the chamber, pulled the bolt, and shouted through gritted teeth:
"Cohen, drive steady!"
"I can't aim!"
Cohen silently steadied the steering wheel, but the jeep continued to shake.
There was no other way. They were driving in a residential area with narrow lanes. It was already good enough for them to hold on. Akai Shuichi's driving skills were extraordinary. He was very smart, turning along the small road to avoid the bullets from behind.
bite...
bite...
The brass shell fell to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound, but before it could bounce back, it was ruthlessly crushed by the wheels.
"Why hasn't the support arrived yet?"
While controlling the car to closely follow the Porsche 356a in front, the short-haired woman wearing square-framed glasses grabbed the intercom and shouted anxiously:
"Show, he is being hunted!!!"
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