The hum of the truck was still ringing in her ears, and Ye Xiaoxiao had also left her car; for now, it seemed she was safe.
Further ahead was the port leading to Brooklyn.
But it was clear the other side wouldn't give him that much time, so he had to break free quickly.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jie spun the steering wheel, and the camaro shot out from under the container, then roared away with a stomp on the accelerator.
Ye Xiaoxiao, standing by the container, naturally saw this scene unfold.
However, she knew she couldn't help much, so she didn't plan to join the fray; she needed to find a way to get down first.
But this truck kept moving forward...
After leaving the truck, Zhang Jie once again sped up, and this time, with no one in the passenger seat, he was even more unrestrained.
His sudden appearance naturally prompted the drone operator to notify Evil Wolf.
"Target spotted heading towards Brooklyn, one person missing from the car."
The Hummer H2's driver naturally understood, stomped on the accelerator, and thick black smoke spewed from the exhaust pipe, increasing its speed once more.
With no worries about his rear, Zhang Jie drove recklessly, flooring the accelerator and racing madly towards the Brooklyn harbor.
Perhaps, for him, this was his last and only chance at survival.
Last time he could call Jin Kaide and Michael for help, who was he going to call this time?
He couldn't call anyone; after all, there was practically no one within a 50km radius who could reach him now.
Everything depended on him alone.
On the contrary, the complex terrain of the Brooklyn docks, with its containers, might even give him some advantage, and the numerous gantry cranes and other steel structures there would severely interfere with drones.
In such a situation, besides Brooklyn, there was nowhere else for him to escape, even if he ran into a building, what then?
He would still be trapped like a turtle in a jar.
Zhang Jie didn't believe this tactical squad would fear the police or anything similar; one had to know that this was no longer the world he had understood before—this world was much more direct, where everything was decided by strength.
Police? They were just the atmosphere crew, responsible for sweeping up.
If he could take them out, then no one would dare question his strength, but if he couldn't, then he would be the one to die.
Zhang Jie drifted into the port, then opened the door and ran towards the containers.
Some of these containers held cargo, some were empty, and the haphazardly stacked containers resembled a steel forest.
In fact, just as Zhang Jie had predicted, when he ran into the cluster of containers at the dock, the drones suffered interference, flickering in and out of sight, and even infrared scanning became ineffective there.
After checking his ammunition, Zhang Jie currently had about 170 rounds in total.
That meant four standard magazines (68 rounds), two extended magazines (66 rounds), and 36 rounds in his Pistol.
Two Cold Steel "Black Bear" tactical daggers.
His suit was, of course, a Kevlar bulletproof suit.
This was all the equipment Zhang Jie had left.
"Come on!"
Zhang Jie leaned against a container, surrounded by the towering containers that blocked him from the drones' view.
With several piercing screeches of brakes, tires gripped the ground to the extreme, emitting white smoke.
Then, two Hummer H2s stopped crisscrossed in front of the port, and not far away was the bright yellow camaro ss, now empty.
Click!
As the Hummer's door opened, it made a dull thud.
A black tactical boot with a cold gleam stepped down. The rubber sole of the tactical boot lightly scuffed against the sand on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Then the second boot stepped down.
Evil Wolf, dressed in a dark green tactical suit, stepped down and looked around, and after surveying the area, put away the nail clippers he was using to file his nails.
"It seems the mouse has finally reached its end, trapping itself in this steel forest." Evil Wolf, wearing his headset, looked back at his squad members.
"Go, it's your turn to perform."
He was extremely confident in his team; after all, all members of the Massacre Squad had crawled out of hell, and dealing with a small assassin would be a piece of cake.
Among the remaining 11 members, excluding Evil Wolf himself, the drone operator did not get out of the car but continued to control the drone from inside, providing an aerial view.
The sniper, Jade, also remained in the car; he was there to provide long-range support, and this type of close-quarters combat was not his advantage.
He wouldn't be so foolish as to use his weakness against others' strengths; even a third-rate assassin is extremely formidable in close combat.
The remaining 9 team members were divided into 3 groups, with three people per group, forming a three-three system.
Each group had a rifleman, an assault gunner, and a multi-functional shooter.
The setup was simple, but in reality, every person here was a very well-rounded, hexagonal warrior, whether in Shooting, combat, or tactical reconnaissance.
After the three men had made their assignments, they directly connected to the drone operator's voice channel, and the three groups dispersed.
As for Evil Wolf, he took a folding chair from the Hummer's trunk, placed it next to the Hummer, sat down, propped his feet on the tires, and gazed towards the port.
His tactical vest was filled with magazines, a SIG MCX Virtus (.300 BLK) was across his chest, an FN 5al Pistol was holstered on his right thigh, and a leather holster on his left thigh held an M500, its silver barrel reflecting dangerous light.
He sat there boldly, needing no one to protect him.
The three teams entered the port from three directions. Due to Zhang Jie's obstructed position and the electromagnetic interference at the port, aerial resources could not provide overly precise information.
They could only follow the drone operator's instructions, heading to different locations to clear suspicious targets.
Zhang Jie was currently behind the containers; his position actually prevented him from seeing the dock entrance, but the Hummer's restless commotion was simply too loud, and since it was now early morning, he still heard it.
The sound of waves occasionally came from afar, and the surroundings were quiet; everyone had already left work by this hour, and no one was even working overtime.
The occasional sound of steel expanding and contracting, a 'bang,' tugged at Zhang Jie's heartstrings.
With no support whatsoever, how could he escape with his life?
Jumping into the sea was impossible; it was no different from seeking death.
He glanced at his skill proficiency; the highest level was only Shooting Level 3, and even Pistol was still at Level 2, just a step away from Level 3.
Zhang Jie closed his eyes and pushed his hearing to its limit, yet he couldn't discern anything.
Sure enough, the proficiency panel merely displayed proficiency; although it allowed him to quickly master some difficult skills, it was not a cheat after all.
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