In the car, there were Wesley, Xiao Qiao, Shasha, and a member of the Counter-Terrorism Unit, four people in total, all top-notch talents. Mu Yuan's driving skills were excellent; even in the night, he was very familiar with the terrain here. Even with five cars chasing behind, he drove forward calmly and orderly.
Wesley and Xiao Qiao were lying on the back seat, shooting at the cars behind. Both are very experienced, and their marksmanship is accurate. Xiao Qiao's sniper rifle hits the target every time, shooting out their car wheels. Once the wheels blew out at high speed, the cars surely lost control and veered off the road. This was how they took care of five cars. Mu Yuan said, "I wish my soldiers were as good as you guys."
"That depends on whether you're willing to spend the money," Wesley said. Good soldiers are made with money; there's no denying the truth in those words.
Mu Yuan took them all the way to the seaside, where China's military forces were gradually arriving.
