Chapter 748 - 333: Relocation

Chapter 748: Chapter 333: Relocation

"Luckily, there’s a gap left!"

Gao Bo saw that there was just enough space for half a car between the rear of the car and the left side of the street, and was so excited that he was about to hit the gas and charge through.

But unexpectedly.

A black SUV suddenly appeared in the gap, blocking their path. As the window rolled down, several gang members with FAL rifles aimed at them.

"Go, quick!"

In a moment of urgency, Gu Ji yanked the steering wheel, causing the car to veer sharply, crashing into the side of a truck and narrowly avoiding the first wave of gunfire.

"Everyone get out!"

Gu Ji kicked open the car door, quickly moved to the backseat, and pulled one of the Puli staff members out, shielding him at his waist.

After Gao Bo jumped out from the driver’s seat, he dived right under the car.

But another staff member wasn’t as lucky; whether it was a stray bullet from the gang members or something else, his shoulder shirt was stained red with blood.

"Ah! It hurts, am I going to die...?"

"Stay still! Gao Bo, tend to his wound! Xv Guangpeng, call for backup from Xiang Yasen! We’re surrounded by gang members, request support from nearby patrol police!"

Gu Ji pressed him to the ground, clamping him tightly with his legs and quickly surveyed the front and back.

Even though they were prepared, they were still blocked in the middle of the street. Fortunately, it was early morning and there weren’t many people on the street.

Passing vehicles and pedestrians all rushed into the surrounding shops.

Once the convoy stopped, Crab, Shark, and others began exchanging fire with the gang members, organizing the VIPs and others to find safe positions to retreat.

Although the three were top-notch special forces operatives, with equipment better than the gang’s.

They couldn’t withstand the sheer number of opponents, and were pinned down, unable to lift their heads, let alone break out.

Gu Ji picked up binoculars, staring at the gang thugs, with eyes that could kill:

"Crab, give me the handgun and concussion bomb!"

"Sure!"

Crab, without any hesitation, decisively had Shark and another team member hand all their secondary weapons to Gu Ji and the others.

"You stay here and keep control of the VIP. Gao Bo, Li Yanan, come with me and take a detour!"

"Yes!"

Gu Ji left it at that, then took the two of them under the chassises of the heavy truck to get out.

Peering under the vehicle, he saw the intersection on the other side of the heavy truck turn chaotic; upon hearing the gunfire, everyone scattered and fled, with vehicles constantly honking, and drivers eager to turn back, afraid of getting caught up, resulting in a series of crashes.

Gu Ji carefully crawled alongside the truck’s underside to near the gang’s SUV, gestured a face-grab signal to Gao Bo and the others behind, then pulled the pin from the concussion bomb and tossed it out.

"Boom!"

"Go, go, go!"

As the concussion bomb exploded, Gao Bo was the first to charge out, madly squeezing the trigger of his Glock 19, taking down a gang thug.

Gu Ji and Li Yanan followed closely.

A few shots took out the driver in the SUV.

It seemed these guys never expected anyone to take the detour under the truck to launch a surprise attack.

Crab and his team, indeed, lived up to their name as elite members of Brazil’s special forces; upon hearing that Gu Ji and the others had succeeded, they immediately coordinated, flanking and wiping out all the thugs near the heavy truck at the intersection.

Gu Ji seized the opportunity to dash to the SUV, yanked out the driver’s corpse, not minding the blood, sat in, and started the vehicle, "Everyone, get ready to get in and retreat!"

Since one path was now clear.

Crab’s team alternated covering each other, returned to the bulletproof SUVs and assault vehicles, and followed Gu Ji’s SUV to break through the encirclement.

At this time, police sirens blared around the street.

It was the patrol cars Xv Guangpeng had called in for support.

With them handling the interception, the gang members immediately abandoned their attack.

All the way, Gu Ji and the others encountered no further attacks, finally reaching a new safe location after half an hour.

Within the villa compound.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank heaven, we’re finally safe!"

"Oh, oh, I thought we were going to die in a foreign land today, thank the police, thank you all..."

"Everyone check each other, is anyone hurt?"

Sun Zhengxian, as the leader, was the first among the civilians to calm down.

"Only Wang Jiawei’s shoulder was injured, but it was caused by shrapnel from a bullet piercing a metal surface, nothing serious."

This Wang Jiawei was the employee with the shoulder injury that Gu Ji had asked Gao Bo to check.

Upon hearing no one else was injured, Sun Zhengxian smiled with relief and hurriedly grasped Gu Ji’s hand, "Mr. Gu, we owe you a lot; otherwise, today we might not have made it!"

"Also, thanks to everyone’s cooperation and the help of BOPE special forces."

Perhaps it was hearing those letters that made Crab, after finishing his watch, give Gu Ji a thumbs-up, "God, you’re one of the best commanders I’ve ever seen, rivaling even our boss, especially near the hotel, your reconnaissance and reaction abilities were simply amazing. That newsboy cap had great aim; if we hadn’t taken care of him right away, we would’ve been in big trouble!"

"Yeah, Gu Ji, how did you notice something was off with that newsboy cap guy at the hotel?"

Out of curiosity, Li Yaoguang chimed in with a question.

Gu Ji said nonchalantly, "Because his walking motion was peculiar."

"Walking motion?"

Gao Bo echoed.

"Yes, when he walked, his left arm swung naturally, but his right arm stayed glued to his side; this is typical of a ’gunman’s gait.’ Multiple countries’ special agents and bodyguard training manuals specifically require weapons to be placed on the right side of the body, and when walking, the right arm should be tightly pressed against the side, not swinging freely, always ready to draw; over time, it becomes instinct!"