Chapter 509 The Alarm Sounded

In the streets of Washington State, Country A.

The intersection, shrouded in night, was suffocatingly tense.

Ahead on the wide asphalt road, three full-sized black Ford SUVs were parked horizontally.

Their heavy bodies were linked end-to-end, sealing off the path ahead for the SUV without a single gap.

There were no flashing police lights, nor were there any piercing siren wails.

Only the blinding beams of high-beam headlights shone from the front of those black vehicles.

The light pierced through the windshield of the SUV, illuminating the interior of the cabin.

Long Dagui sat in the driver's seat, raising his right arm to block his eyes, attempting to shield himself from the blinding light.

His chest heaved violently, and his breathing became extremely rapid.

In this businessman's eyes, this was an inescapable dragnet.

In the rearview mirror, several black SUVs that had been in hot pursuit had already completed their encirclement.

After a screeching sound of tires rubbing against the pavement, they stopped steadily a few dozen meters behind.

Completely cutting off any possibility of reversing or retreating.

On both the left and right sides were towering commercial building facades, with no alleys for vehicles to pass through.

Outside the car windows, a flurry of chaotic footsteps rang out.

The doors of those black SUVs were pushed open one after another.

A dozen or so burly white men stepped out.

They weren't wearing police uniforms; they were all dressed in identical dark suits or wearing portable tactical bulletproof vests.

They had communication headsets in their ears and were wielding automatic weapons.

These were clearly elite agents from the CIA of Country A.

To retrieve Professor Liu, the intelligence agency had set up this interception net right on the street.

Their leather boots struck the pavement with a uniform sound.

Relying on the cover of their vehicles, these men closed in on the SUV in the center step by step.

The air went quiet.

It was a silence that made one feel suffocated and desperate.

Long Dagui swallowed hard, his hands gripping the steering wheel already completely soaked with sweat.

His palms felt completely slick.

He was just an ordinary businessman running a toy business in Baishui City, usually accustomed to chatting and laughing at dinner tables.

No matter how brave he was, facing such intelligence agents with live ammunition, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He turned his neck and glanced at the passenger seat.

Long Aoao, that little tyke, had his body pressed tightly against the back of the seat.

The brat didn't cry or make a fuss, but his little face was taut.

His two chubby little hands were tightly clutching that metallic-lustered Ultraman Transformation Wand.

He stared unblinkingly at the approaching black-clad foreigners outside, his lips pressed into a thin line.

In the back seat.

Mother Long closed her eyes, pressed her hands together, and muttered something, praying for a miracle to happen.

Professor Liu let out a long sigh.

This scientist, over fifty years old, leaned back against the seat, a trace of bitter apology on his face.

"I've implicated you all."

Professor Liu said in a very low voice.

He knew that facing the full blockade of the CIA agents, they had absolutely no room to resist.

All they could do now seemed to be to open the car doors and accept the fate of being placed under house arrest once again.

Outside the car window.

The lead CIA agent had already walked to a spot two meters away from the left side of the SUV.

The opponent pulled a window-breaking hammer from his waist, his eyes cold, and made a tactical move to smash the glass.

Just at this moment.

On the side of the road not far behind the SUV, a row of ordinary private cars was parked.

Beneath the chassis of one of the old gray sedans, a faint spark suddenly flashed.

Immediately after.

A massive explosion tore through the night sky.

The roar was deafening.

That gray sedan instantly turned into a huge fireball, with flames shooting up into the sky.

The car doors and hood were torn apart by a powerful physical force, flying into mid-air with burning debris.

A scorching heatwave swept through the entire street.

A powerful shockwave swept outward.

It directly blew away those few CIA agents who were preparing to approach behind the SUV.

Several burly men flailed in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the asphalt, rolling in pain.

This sudden turn of events instantly threw the tightly organized encirclement into chaos.

The firelight illuminated everyone's faces.

The thick smoke generated by the explosion quickly spread with the night wind.

Inside the SUV, the car windows hummed under the strain of the airflow.

"Don't just stare, drive!"

Professor Liu in the back seat reacted extremely quickly, leaning forward abruptly and shouting loudly.

Long Dagui seemed to wake from a dream, his right foot, which had been pressing on the brake, instantly springing up.

The tip of his foot pressed hard onto the accelerator pedal.

The engine let out a roaring sound.

The tires rubbed violently against the road, emitting a puff of white smoke.

The SUV, like a beast off its leash, rushed straight forward.

At this moment, those black SUVs blocking the road ahead also experienced a brief commotion due to the explosion just now.

The agents responsible for the blockade instinctively lowered their heads to seek cover from the debris.

Between the vehicle bodies that had been parked tightly together, an irregular gap was opened up.

Long Dagui gritted his teeth, his hands turning the steering wheel with all his might.

The SUV grazed the edge of a Ford SUV, forcing its way through that gap.

The side door scraped out a trail of blinding sparks, and the right rearview mirror was knocked off directly.

But they successfully broke through the blockade at the intersection and drove back into another wide street.

...

However, the danger had not been lifted.

After the brief panic.

Those well-trained CIA agents quickly reacted.

The agents who were not affected by the shockwave quickly opened their car doors and jumped into the driver's seats.

The roaring of engines intertwined once again.

Several black SUVs behind bypassed the burning car wreckage and chased after them like maggots on a bone.

The speed was extremely fast, and the distance between the two sides was closing bit by bit.

However, before the opponent could complete their tailing maneuver.

At a cross-alley on the left side of this street.

An abandoned box truck parked on the side of the road erupted with dazzling firelight from inside its cargo hold once again.

Another loud bang.

The shockwave swept outward.

The wreckage of the truck was blown to pieces.

A piece of flaming sheet metal smashed directly onto the windshield of the black SUV leading the chase.

The driver of that SUV, his vision obstructed, jerked the steering wheel.

The car instantly lost control and crashed into a fire hydrant on the side of the road.

A column of water gushed out, accompanied by rising black smoke, blocking all the pursuers behind several dozen meters away.

Inside the SUV, Long Dagui saw this scene through the only remaining rearview mirror.

He swallowed, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

He continued to press the accelerator, racing madly through the city in the night.

Next.

Whenever they turned into a new street.

Whenever the CIA motorcade behind them was about to form an encirclement.

In some corner nearby, an explosion would occur right on time.

A row of trash cans at the street corner on the right exploded, forcing an SUV attempting to overtake from a side lane to stop.

An unplated van at the intersection ahead burst into flames, the wall of fire perfectly cutting off another wave of agents' interception route.

Along the way, such directional explosions happened again and again.

One after another.

The towering flames and thick smoke not only disrupted the intelligence agents' line of sight.

They were more like shields of fireballs that had undergone the most rigorous mathematical calculations.

Each time at the most critical node, they accurately and unerringly blocked the path of the pursuers.

Buying precious escape space for the SUV driven by Long Dagui.

...

In the cabin, Long Aoao widened his eyes, watching the flames that kept lighting up outside the window.

"Dad, is this a Hollywood blockbuster?"

The brat even had the leisure to ask such a question.

Long Dagui had no energy to answer his son's question; he only felt a chill down his back.

This level of serial car bombs was definitely not a coincidence.

Meanwhile, Professor Liu, sitting in the back, watched the fireballs rising one after another, a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

In this old scientist's mind, he had completely understood what was going on.

This was clearly their Eastern Country secret agents lurking overseas in action.

Those unsung countrymen, hidden in the night.

Even at the cost of exposing their identities that had been hidden for many years, they were using such extreme means of destruction to clear an escape route for him.

This was precisely the second order that the old man surnamed Zhao back home had implemented at all costs.

On the streets of a foreign land, they wove a protective net with their lives and loyalty.

The SUV, amidst the roar of the engine, passed through several blocks in succession.

Relying on the cover of those fireballs, it temporarily widened the distance from the first wave of CIA pursuers behind.

However.

Even so.

The sweat on Long Dagui's face was still flowing down incessantly.

Beads of sweat dripped down from his brow bone onto the steering wheel, shattering into several droplets.

Because in Long Dagui's eyes, he didn't feel any relief.

He keenly felt that the invisible pressure pressing down on the car roof was becoming greater and greater.

Although the explosions behind had delayed the situation.

The roar of engines coming from all directions not only didn't decrease but became increasingly dense.

On the surrounding streets, more and more black vehicles began to appear, driving in the opposite direction.

There were more and more people chasing them.

It was as if the alarm for the entire Country A had been fully sounded at this moment, all because of their small SUV.