The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 537 Speed ​​and Science Fiction

"Hey, Taji, do you think Ron is crazy? Have you seen that old man? Even this kind of old man who looks like Alzheimer's is going with us? I suspect that he will call a few old men to make our team look like a senior performance group, and maybe we will take pictures of them."

Roman squeezed to Taiji's side and said meanly that they and Marvin Burgess, who had just been complained about by Roman with a nervous look, were all members selected by Ron to participate in this operation.

Because Monteto is a special zone controlled by drug-trafficking warlords, the plane can only send them to a nearby place and then drive forward.

But the topography of the tropical rainforest still caused them some trouble. The closer they got to the signal source of the black box of the plane, the more difficult the road was. In the end, they could only advance on foot.

Marvin glared over reflexively, and Roman glared back, not to be outdone, but Marvin didn't intend to continue looking at him, just glanced at him casually, then turned his head and continued on his way.

Taiji couldn't stand it any longer: "Shut up, this guy is said to be the number one killer of the CIA back then, and you can't beat him enough."

"Tch, so what if I'm the number one killer of the CIA? I, Mr. Roman, can't be easily provoked. Go to Chicago to find out, who hasn't heard of my name, Roman? Believe it or not, I can dismantle his body in just 5 minutes." Take the old bones."

Roman exclaimed exaggeratedly, attracting everyone to look over, adding a bit of joy to the team. Of course, Roman is very famous in Chicago, and his status is probably equivalent to the meaning of Zhang Wei to the capital.

You have never beaten Roman, so you are too embarrassed to say that you are from Chicago.

"Really? Do you want to try now to see if you can break my old bones?" Roman stepped forward a few steps and walked in front of Marvin.

Marvin threw away his backpack: "Come on! Just try it!"

"Ron, don't you need to worry about that side?" Toretto asked worriedly, looking at the conflict over there.

"No, it can just be used as a way to adjust the atmosphere," Ron shouted to the two people who were in the middle of their swords. "Since neither of you accepts the other, how about a contest? The loser will be responsible for carrying the backpack for the other." .”

This operation, they went all the way very smoothly, so smooth that it even made Ron feel uneasy, so he didn't mind Roman making some troubles to add some fun to the team.

"That's why..." Before Roman could finish the last word, he suddenly punched Marvin in the face.

Since being dealt with by Ron last time, Roman has been learning boxing from a master for a long time, plus the suddenness he learned from wandering the streets since he was a child, it has a very good effect on ordinary people.

But is Marvin an average person?Originally, there were very few secret agents who could survive until retirement, and Marvin, together with Frank Moses, was the elite of secret agents who were killed from the mountain of corpses and blood. The perception of danger can be said to have become a biological instinct. .

How could Roman's small sneak attack be taken into account by Marvin?

Seeing that the fist was approaching the door, Marvin stretched out his hand and elbowed Roman's arm, and then suddenly popped out two fingers and stabbed Roman's eyes unabated.

When Roman saw this, he hurriedly used both hands to block it, but he didn't want to, but he had already fallen into Marvin's trick. Marvin's other hand had already been bent into a claw shape, and he flicked hard from bottom to top, Roman's The important part was pinched by Marvin, and with just a light pinch by Marvin, Roman's screams resounded throughout the world, and people could even hear the feeling of a hen crowing.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"You have a good cry. If you were in the village, all the roosters would lose their jobs. Then," Marvin threw the backpack into Roman's arms, "I hope your bag-handling skills are as professional as your crowing."

Just as Roman was about to mutter a few words with his backpack, Ramsay, who had been looking down at the computer while walking, suddenly shouted excitedly: "This is it, we are close to the source of the signal."

"You don't need to tell me, I already know that. The black box must be in the pile of ruins." Ron pointed at the wreckage of the plane next to him speechlessly. After a short journey after getting off the car, they finally arrived at the crash site. .

"I can do more than that," Ram followed into the wreckage of the plane, and said dissatisfiedly, "I can also help you find Mr. Anonymous's distress signal, which was sent from here."

Ramsay walked to the middle of the cabin and lifted the carpet to reveal what looked like a crystalline screen inside.

"It looks like someone wanted to pry it open." Toretto looked at the traces on it with a solemn expression: "It probably crashed before prying it open."

"Or to prevent them from prying it open, deliberately let the plane crash here." Ron stood beside Toretto and echoed: "Anyway, there must be something important in it that Anonymous wants us to find, can you Open it, Ramsay?"

"This cover cannot be pried off, but I can try it. Give me 1 minute, and I can open it." Ramsay confidently placed the decoder on the black area next to the screen, not knowing how to use it , quickly let the decoder interact with the screen, and green codes flashed on the screen. Taking advantage of this gap, Arthur Hui, who had already searched around, reported:
"Boss, I haven't even seen a single person around here, and I haven't found Mr. Anonymous."

"It's been more than a week since the plane crashed, Arthur, it would be strange if you could find him," Ron said indifferently, "Remember, guys, the purpose of our trip is just to search for clues, and by the way, see if there are any clues." possibility of saving lives."

"I believe that Anonymous must be alive, because we didn't find a single body nearby, that is to say, after the plane made an emergency landing here, everyone survived, but the poor Anonymous was probably kidnapped by the group who rescued Cypher Yes, as long as..."

In the middle of Ron's speech, he was suddenly interrupted by Ramsay: "It's done!"

There was a "click" on the screen, and a secret door popped open. Ramsay reached out and pulled out a white metal box from inside. Inside the box was a hemisphere made of black triangles.

"What is this?"

"Whatever it is? It's not nameless, it's for us to find, we..." Ron was halfway through speaking, and the corners of his eyes inadvertently cast a different reflection in the woods.

It's a scope!

Ron quickly kicked Ramsay, and before Ramsay got angry, Ron yelled, "Get out! There's an ambush! Run to the car!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Ron instantly understood where his uneasiness came from. They were being watched along the way.

The reason for the smooth journey was not because of their luck, but because they were specially lured here to crack the secret box of Anonymous. This place was a trap from the beginning to the end!

Several cars of unknown assailants drove out of the woods, and the cars were full of people. The attackers leaned out of the car with an assault rifle and shot them back and forth. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ron quickly threw out Two smoke bombs blocked the way of the car with smoke, and he pulled Roman, who was firing wildly, to retreat.

"Go, idiot!"

From the location at the airport to the place where they parked, it was less than 800 meters in total. Even with one person dragged, Bourne quickly ran to the front of the line and stood side by side with Toretto.

"Who are those? The hijackers who took Cypher?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be. It might be the local warlords here," Ron replied breathlessly while running wildly: "Their marksmanship is too stinky, and they are simply masters of drawing human bodies. We don't have to run away at all."

Toretto turned his head, and the bullets flew towards the bodies of the group of them as Ron said. The gunshots from the attackers were loud, but miraculously, none of the group of them was injured so far.

"Hey, don't you know who I am? Do you think I'm afraid?" Seeing that the opponent's bullets did not threaten him, Roman's ecstasy came up again, and he yelled at the opponent arrogantly, pulled out The pistol fired back.

However, an embarrassing thing happened, his bullet flew around the opponent's body as if he had eyes, and failed to leave a wound on the opponent's body.

"Tutu..." Seeing that Roman dared to fight back, the attackers immediately turned into anger and fired at him crazily. This time he was not so lucky. A bullet hit his pistol and knocked his only weapon into the air. , Roman screamed in fright, and quickly turned his head to continue running for his life.

But fortunately, he didn't have to run for too long, their car was already in sight, and when they got back in the car, they quickly started the car.

"Go over there!" Ron pointed to another trail in the woods, and before Toretto could speak, he leaned out of the car window and quickly fired several shots at the surrounding vehicles coming from them: " The way of coming has been blocked, we can only try from there!"

"Sit tight!" Toretto grabbed Ron's belt and pulled him back into the car. He flicked the steering wheel vigorously, and the car made a beautiful flick on the dirt road, aiming the front of the car at Ron's place. Point to the trail, and then step on the accelerator hard to the bottom.

"Buzz~" The high-power engine roared, and the convoy swarmed into the small road, burying their heads and running wildly, but just halfway out, Toretto looked at the rearview mirror in a daze: "Wait! No! Why did they fight! "

"Drive hard!" Seeing that he was about to hit the sign on the side of the road, Ron quickly pulled the steering wheel and turned the car back: "It means that they are not the same group, and my judgment is correct. It's the local warlords who blocked us from the way we came, the people who just walked away from Cypher, they did it for some reason, this is our chance!"

"Understood," Toretto nodded, "I seem to have seen a billboard just now, what is written on it?"

"That's Spanish, it means minefield ahead."

"What!" Before Toretto said anything, Roman, who was sitting in the back, called out first.

"Don't worry, it's just some mines." Ron pulled his seatbelt and buckled it up, picked up the walkie-talkie and tuned to the team channel: "Guys! There is a minefield under our feet, all the cars are scattered, how fast, Just drive as fast as you can!"

"Oh my god, are you crazy?! And you should turn back!" Roman in the back seat was going crazy.

"Don't worry, assuming the mine's killing radius is 16 meters and the detonation time is half a second, as long as we drive at a speed of more than 129 kilometers per hour, there will be no problem."

After another sign with a skull painted on it, the convoy has already got out of the woods and came to a relatively open area. Not surprisingly, this is a minefield.

Sure enough, as soon as the two teams behind caught up to the position of the sign, they stopped and got out of the car. Relying on their respective cars, they shot at each other, regardless of Ron and his team.

But at the same time, Ron's car caught the first mine.

"boom!"

Just as the wheels passed the mine and drove ten meters away, the sound of an explosion sounded behind them. The stones and mud blocks lifted by the explosion shock wave made a crackling sound behind the car, scaring Roman into lying on the seat.

"Damn! Didn't you say we'll be fine as long as we drive over 129 kilometers?"

"Maybe I accidentally miscalculated." Ron shrugged indifferently, without any intention of apologizing: "Toretto, can you hurry up?"

Although this minefield is relatively open compared to the forest just now, it still belongs to a part of the forest. There are still many trees. In addition to the rugged terrain, the difficulty of off-roading is not so strong.

Ordinary people will feel a sense of dread when driving 130 yards on the highway, let alone in this kind of jungle full of obstacles.

Even Ron, who has the same level of driving skills as Toretto, dare not say that he will be able to drive through this area safely.

Skills gave Ron the same superb driving skills as Toretto, but did not give him the tough heart of an old driver.

"No problem." Toretto said confidently, controlling the steering wheel with one hand and pressing the red button on the center console with the other.

"Buzz!" The engine roared more violently, the originally colorless exhaust gas from the exhaust pipe suddenly turned into a strange blue flame, the car body slammed, and a strong feeling of pushing back came.

The car turned out to be like a rabbit with its tail on fire, and its speed increased a lot.

"God! You two lunatics! You are driving in the forest and using nitrogen to accelerate!" Roman was stunned by Toretto's crazy operation, and quickly took out the cross from his chest and prayed devoutly.

Ron's performance was not much better, he opened his eyes wide in horror, staring at the big tree that kept approaching and then suddenly going away in front of him, his hands were tightly grasping the doorknob, as long as there was a slight mistake, he would jump out of the car immediately .

However, it turned out that he was too worried. Under the driving of Toretto, the car was like a vigorous lynx, passing through the gaps in the trees without any obstacles.

(End of this chapter)