An inconspicuous minibus, at the moment of turning around, burst into a cheetah-like sprinting speed.
This instantaneous change from static to moving made everyone open their jaws, showing a shocked and incredible expression.
"Boom ~"
The minibus jumped directly onto the steel bridge. In these short few hundred meters, the minibus unexpectedly increased its speed abruptly in an impossible situation.
"What is this situation? What kind of car is this?"
All the people who witnessed the scene were shouting, including the twenty soldiers who were in charge of guarding across the bridge and the two pickup trucks that were still dividing the loot and had not left.
They panicked and rushed out of the fortress, using assault rifles to attack the minibus. They did succeed, and more than a dozen bullets hit the front windshield of the minibus.
However, the "Ding Ding Ding ~" echo of the bullet impact was clearly the sound of hitting hard metal. Without waiting for them to fire more shots, the minibus had already rushed across the bridge, with an indomitable momentum, and slammed into the bodies of the two pickup trucks that had been parked at the intersection.
The two pickup trucks were used to escort Hua Xia workers. Now they were directly turned into pieces of parts in the earth-shattering impact.
More than twenty soldiers guarding the bridgehead, when they fled the impact range of the minibus in a hurry, could not help but look at the minibus with horrified eyes, which did not even deform the shell.
Then, the fragmented wreckage of the pickup truck fell from the sky. Several soldiers escaped the first time, but they did not escape the fifteenth time. They were hit by the wreckage of the pickup truck falling from the sky, and they did not know whether they were dead or alive.
The minibus, which came out of nowhere, dragged a thick smoke and dust that could only be dragged by a tank at full speed and twice the speed on the uneven hard soil road, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
More than three hundred Hua Xia employees and dozens of leaders who came to meet them did not go far. They were sitting in a row of cars on the other side of the river a few hundred meters away, watching the minibus leave.
"This... this is a ghost?" Zhang Huaidong, the ambassador in Nigeria, almost bit his tongue.
What was that saying again?
It was not that the time had not come. Although after more than 300 Hua Xia employees and foreign affairs department staff safely arrived in Nigeria, Hua Xia was destined to find trouble with the "Blue Helmet Organization" through various means in the future.
However, their people had not left the riverbank yet. This was Africa, and Hua Xia was thousands of miles away. No matter how anxious they were, they had no means to fight back.
To put it bluntly, even if they retaliated in the future, they would only be able to provide satellite intelligence support to the government army and use diplomatic means to pressure the Blue Helmets to reduce the supply of weapons and equipment to the Blue Helmets. Or refuse to recognize them as a legitimate government after their victory. Refusing to let them join the UN Security Council, cutting off all UN aid to this country, and so on.
Although this was very soft and lethal, it would take a long time to set up, perhaps one to two years.
What was the situation now? They hadn't left the riverbank yet.
Compared to the surprised crowd, Bartz, who was also sitting in the car, suddenly slapped his forehead.
He knew what this unusual minibus was. Half a year ago, General Maups's diamond mine accidentally produced a huge diamond that existed in the world. It was Monster Industries that sent an armored assault vehicle, rushed through the heavy defense, and bought the diamond.
…
In less than two minutes, the Blue Helmet high-level officials received a report from the border bridge, saying that a very strange "minibus" broke through the blockade of the bridge and rushed inland.
No one knew the purpose of the minibus for the time being, but most of the western territory of Antiman was under the control of the Blue Helmets.
Several high-level officials immediately gave orders to the nearby soldiers who were responsible for occupying the city to immediately destroy the minibus.
Many pickup trucks heard the news, and they stood at various intersections, with four pickup trucks in a pair, ready to snipe the minibus.
It was just a short time ago, so the minibus naturally could not go far, and it did not intend to hide its tracks. So soon, there was a group of motorcade that ran into the minibus coming from afar at the intersection. Although they were shocked by the speed of the minibus, they did not take it too seriously.
Immediately, two soldiers picked up the Rocket Launcher and prepared to send the minibus on its way with high-explosive warheads.
Their plan was good, and the warheads were very accurate.
Two warheads with white smoke whistled straight toward the minibus in front of them. But this kind of warhead could be seen even by the naked eye. From the shooter pulling the trigger to the gunpowder in the powder chamber being ignited, the Rocket Launcher flew out of the launcher.
Then, the stabilizing fins opened, and the Rocket Launcher Engine started, increasing the speed from 110 meters per second to 290 meters per second until it hit the target.
How could it hit a high-speed moving target 200 meters away in 1.5 seconds of flight time?
Therefore, the intercepting team's heart was higher than the sky. After watching the minibus make a shocking and rapid side turn to avoid the two Rocket Launchers, they had no time to react.
They were directly hit by the minibus and turned into a pile of parts.
The minibus continued to drag the dust and disappeared at the intersection. In the sky, a vulture with cold eyes crossed the sky, chasing the minibus' footsteps.
Then came the second interception. After receiving the report of the survivors at the previous intersection, the team deliberately prepared dozens of pickup trucks, 20 Rocket Launchers, and an anti-aircraft machine gun. They were murderous. At the end of their vision, an extremely arrogant smoke appeared. They clenched their fists and skillfully scattered into the shooting team, carrying the Rocket Launchers on their shoulders and aiming.
The shooter operating the anti-aircraft machine gun also pulled the bolt, waiting for the minibus to enter the effective shooting range of 500 meters, and then he pulled the trigger.
"According to the gauge in the observation mirror, the minibus is 2,000 meters away." The machine gun shooter said to himself with a confident smile.
"Now it is 1,500 meters."
"Now it is 1,200 …"
A flame splashed from the observation mirror, completely interrupting his confident murmur.
It was a tongue of flame composed of hot red lines, which burst out from the top of the minibus in the distance, like an invisible sharp knife, instantly sweeping through the intercepting team.
A few seconds later, a series of strange gunshots rang out. The intercepting team did not even see the length or width of the pickup truck more than 1,000 meters away. In just a few seconds, two hundred large-caliber bullets plowed into a pile of scrap iron.
That was the roar of the Mini Hill Vulcan Cannon. With the help of the self-stabilizing platform and the ballistic computer, its original effective range of more than 1,000 meters could easily tear up any enemy within 1,500 meters.
The second intercepting team did not even meet the minibus, and it was completely torn apart.
Several high-level members of the Blue Helmet Organization were greatly shocked, especially General Armon.
He ordered the soldiers stationed nearby to eliminate the minibus at any cost.
Of course, what he did not know was that more deadly dangers had been approaching him.
In the rock where he was hiding, above the hundreds of millions of dollars, a vulture was hovering.
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