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Chapter 176 Arriving Home

When he floored the accelerator, his car sped towards the top of the speedometer.

The car quickly reached a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, while the two off-road vehicles chasing behind could not accelerate as fast and were left behind in an instant.

The call that had just been made to Cui Tianzhi was put aside after the speakerphone was switched on, and at that moment, his voice came through the phone.

"Is there anything I can help you with? Are you home yet?"

"Sir, please send someone to rescue me! I'm being chased by two cars, and they're armed!"

It seems to be the reason you told me this morning; the other party must be that force!

He quickly told Cui Tianzhi what had happened, but Cui Tianzhi was completely dumbfounded.

While they were on the phone, four people in the two cars chasing behind them were talking on walkie-talkies.

"Number One, we can't keep up at all! What do we do?"

"Speed ​​up the chase, I'll contact my superiors."

We can't let this opportunity, which we've been patiently waiting for for over a month, go to waste!

It turns out they've been watching Li Zhenhua for over a month, which explains why he was caught up with so soon after leaving the base.

Upon hearing this news, Cui Tianzhi felt very anxious. Was the other party acting so quickly?

After hanging up the call with Li Zhenhua, he quickly arranged for someone to meet him, and of course, he also made phone calls to others.

A Z-8 helicopter, carrying 18 soldiers, was at the base and flew toward Li Zhenhua's location.

The two cars continued to chase each other, but the distance between them was getting further and further apart.

Seeing the two cars he had left behind, he relaxed a little.

But just then, a van was overtaken.

But the truck suddenly approached him and crashed straight into his car.

His Volkswagen Santana and the truck collided at the same time, but the truck did not make any progress.

A five-ton Volkswagen Santana collided with a 4.2-meter box truck that weighed just over three tons.

They were practically evenly matched; neither of them had actually bumped into the other.

"Damn it, just how powerful is this force? Not only are there pursuers behind us, but now a truck has appeared."

Just as he was talking to himself, the cargo side door of the truck on his left opened.

Before he could react, two men carrying automatic rifles appeared at the side door of the cargo container.

Bullets rained down on his car like a deluge. The two cars were very close, and the bullets did hit his car, but it had no effect.

Rifle bullets, which have much greater kinetic energy than pistol bullets, did not cause much damage after hitting the car body and doors.

The damage to the car was merely a breach in the outer armor of the door; the impact was then completely neutralized by the non-Newtonian fluid inside.

It can be said that these rifle bullets caused only some damage to the exterior of the vehicle, and did nothing else.

The two gunmen only had a fleeting moment of opportunity before the old-fashioned Volkswagen Santana left them far behind.

In the blink of an eye, not only did the two SUVs lose their target, but the newly appeared van also quickly lost its target.

The bandits' actions with three cars yielded no results, so they didn't pursue the matter further and chose to retreat.

Looking at the three cars he had just outmaneuvered, he remained tense, his emotions far from relaxed. No one knew if there were other enemies ahead.

Meanwhile, the three vehicles that had lost track of the target also received orders from their superiors to immediately withdraw.

They happened to be very close to the next exit, so they got off the highway at that exit. After changing cars several times along the way, they finally felt safe and reunited in an old residential area.

Li Zhenhua continued driving forward, heading towards the hometown of calligraphy and painting at the highest speed he could muster.

It wasn't until a Z-8 helicopter appeared overhead that he finally slowed down and pulled over to the emergency lane.

The helicopter hovering above him had its hatch opened, and a rope was thrown down. Then, two soldiers on the helicopter began to rappel down.

Soldiers, fully armed, scrambled down from the plane and immediately ran towards Li Zhenhua's Volkswagen Santana.

One of them clearly wanted to take over the driving, so he ran towards the left side of the car, while the other ran towards the passenger seat.

It was this soldier who wanted to drive that led him to witness some incredible things.

The scene before him was something he had only ever seen on armored vehicles, specifically the blast-proof armored vehicles, not the standard wheeled armored vehicles used by the military.

Looking at the side of the vehicle riddled with bullet holes, the soldier realized the seriousness of the situation. No one in Kyushu had ever dared to do such things so openly.

When he stopped the car and saw two soldiers rappelling down and walking towards him, he finally relaxed a little.

He lowered the bulletproof glass in the driver's seat by a crack, just enough for people inside and outside the car to communicate.

After some confirmation, they finally believed that the other side was indeed a real paratrooper.

Then, when the soldier standing outside the driver's seat offered to drive, Li Zhenhua indeed refused.

"I'll drive it myself. It's not for any other reason than that when this car was being built, I made the armor around the driver's seat extra thick."

I think I'm the safest person here, so one of you can sit in the front passenger seat and the other in the back.

Immediately afterward, the passenger door opened outward under his control. One of the soldiers immediately crawled over and then tried to pull the door open.

You have to admit, young people are strong; this soldier managed to pull the car door open with his bare hands.

Seeing the soldier's face turn red from holding his breath, he quickly controlled the door to close, and the car door was slammed shut at that moment.

Once the soldier got on, he then repeatedly guided the soldier in the driver's seat to open the rear door.

What followed was this scenario: his car was traveling along the highway on the ground, while a Z-8 helicopter was constantly following the car in the sky, protecting its safety.

With this configuration, he was no longer worried, but he did not restore the car speed to the highway speed limit.

He felt much more at ease as he embarked on his journey home again.

After he returned to the factory, the Z-8 helicopter in the sky did not land. The two soldiers who were sitting in his car got out and climbed up a rope towards the helicopter in the sky.

The Z-8 helicopter, having completed its mission, and its crew were all present and ready to return.

Once his car drove into the workshop, he finally felt completely relieved.

Returning to a familiar place made him feel very safe.

The Kyushu security services also learned of these events surrounding him and subsequently launched an investigation.

However, these investigative matters had little to do with him.

After regaining her composure, she called Cui Tianzhi again.

"Sir, I've arrived home safely. As the victim, I won't get involved in the rest. You can decide!"

He handed everything over to his superiors, and all he had to do was wait for news at home.

"Yes, I know, but Mr. Li, this whole thing is just too much of a coincidence."

It's fortunate you were driving an armored car, otherwise, who knows what terrible things might have happened to you later.

As for this case, just wait for news.

After recounting what had happened to him, Cui Tianzhi became even more interested in Pusan ​​that day. Even though he was already an air force commander, he still possessed such curiosity.

"By the way, Mr. Li, you should have your bulletproof car tested as soon as possible. I'll arrange it for you!"

Both of them had their own things to do, so they didn't chat on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhenhua began to review the day's events.

He walked to the car riddled with bullet holes and touched the door that had been hit by bullets.

"Holy crap, this is quite a coincidence. If I hadn't been bored and decided to modify a bulletproof car,..."

With those cars coming off the assembly line, it'll be difficult for them to come back this time.

After he returned, his safety was guaranteed. The next day, people from the security bureau met with him and told him not to go out in the near future.

As for his case, the relevant departments are investigating it thoroughly; he just needs to wait for the final result.

As for the security bureau's offer to provide him with security personnel, he declined, as he wouldn't be going out anytime soon.

He also promised the security department that someone would accompany him when he went out to ensure his safety.

The events that happened to him are still under investigation, and he has returned to research and development.

He spent his days in the workshop continuing his electric vehicle research, and his evenings in the laboratory analyzing the recent flight data of the Suzaku 9.

Of course, the most important thing is to study projects that allow multiple aircraft to be controlled from the same cockpit.

His life returned to its usual sedentary routine, and he was quite content on his own, but something else was happening in a different place, unbeknownst to him.

On the way to Shenzhen, there wasn't a single empty seat in a Wuling seven-seater MPV.

The seven people in the car were chatting. The language they were speaking was clearly different from Kyushu language; upon closer listening, it turned out to be Burmese.

The seven people did indeed have a darker skin tone, which was quite similar to the skin tone in Myanmar.

"Damn it, how could we be so unlucky this time? If you ask me, the boss shouldn't have taken this order in the first place."

One of them slapped his leg while complaining to the person next to him.

"Shut up, the boss has his own plans."

Among the seven, it was clearly the leader who shouted to stop them, before softening his tone and continuing to speak.

"Don't blame the boss for what happened this time; the higher-ups also had their own unavoidable difficulties."

As you all know, ever since Gao Saili got into that mess, the sixth captain of the betting team was also exposed.

A large portion of our Henry Group's profits has been cut in half, and the regular army is also eyeing us covetously.

Our military spending has been increasing recently, so the boss wants to buy a batch of military equipment.

It was at this time that someone approached the boss, so in order to save the money, we took on the deal.

The leader was explaining the situation to the group when, seemingly remembering something, he slapped the armrest of his chair in frustration.

"Damn it, I have to tell the boss when we get back that this target is really something else."

Who would have thought that such an old, classic Santana would be converted into a bulletproof car?

Only someone with a brain fart would do something like that, really...

This person's complaint resonated with others, who joined in the verbal sparring to condemn the bulletproof version of the Volkswagen Santana.

Just then, the driver spoke up.

"Brother Pang, we're almost at the Shenzhen Station exit. Everyone, please be careful!"

At the driver's prompting, everyone gradually shut their mouths, and then the leader confirmed something again.

"Guys, when I collected the guns earlier, no one secretly hid them, right?"

You must understand, this is Kyushu, not our hometown, where you can take weapons as you please.

Let's all be careful so that our weapons aren't exposed.

Always remember that this is Kyushu, not our place.

The leader's reiteration didn't elicit a strong response from those around him; they mostly gave perfunctory answers.

He didn't seem to take it seriously at all; it was as if he was being overly nervous.

Meanwhile, in Beiping, Gao Xiaosong was packing his luggage, muttering something to himself.

"It's over, it's over, this time it's really over. I might really end up in jail."

I need to get out of here quickly, before Kyushu reacts. I'll probably go back to Los Angeles. Hopefully, the CIA won't go back on their word this time.

He put his American passport in his pocket, picked up a suitcase, and walked towards the door.

Before he even reached the door, he heard someone ring the doorbell.

"Who would come looking for me at this time? Wouldn't that just cause me trouble?"

He pushed his luggage to the door, took a few deep breaths, and then opened the door.

But the moment he opened the door and saw the person outside, he sensed that something bad was about to happen.

Calming himself, he asked the group of people.

"Who are you? What can I do for you?"

One of the men at the door did not answer his question, but instead scrutinized him closely.

It was this look that made Gao Xiaosong's heart tighten, but he still tried his best to remain calm.

"Master Dwarf, are you heading out? Your luggage is all packed!"

Hearing the question, Gao Xiaosong continued to reassure himself, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Oh, hehehe, I was just planning to go back to China. It's been so long since I've been back, I'm thinking of staying for a few days!"

He appeared calm on the surface, but his words revealed something different, because he mentioned returning to China, specifically to the United States. In doing so, he inadvertently revealed something from his subconscious.

"Oh? You're planning to go back to China? Are you going back to the US?"

Looks like you knew something bad was going to happen! You're pretty shrewd!

As he spoke, the man took out a folded A4 sheet of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and continued speaking to Gao Xiaosong.

"Master, this trip is about to be interrupted."

This is the invoice issued by our bureau. Please take a look. We would appreciate it if you would come with us, sir!

Looking at the paper opposite him, Gao Xiaosong had lost all hope. It seemed that he was really finished this time, but he still wanted to make one last struggle.

"Which bureau are you from? Let me tell you, I know people in the public security bureau."

I'll call them right now to verify your credentials. I think you're just fake police officers!

The people standing at the door immediately broke into wide smiles.

"Alright, Mr. Dwarf, stop acting. We're from the Kyushu Security Bureau. I don't need to explain what we're responsible for, do I?"

The Public Security Bureau is responsible for something completely different from what we are in charge of.

You'd better just come with us!

Finally, I have some news for you: it's possible that the car you gave away, and the people inside, are now under the control of my colleagues!

The man's smile vanished, his expression immediately turning serious as he said, "Take him away."

After finishing his preparations, Gao Xiaosong wanted to run away, but this time he really couldn't escape.

As soon as the MPV in Shenzhen exited the highway, the people in the car saw a team of armed police officers conducting inspections on passing vehicles.

The leader checked again to make sure that none of the people were hiding anything, and then gradually calmed down and continued to follow the car in front toward the checkpoint.

Just as it was their turn, a man in a traffic police uniform walked over.

"Hello, I'm a traffic police officer from Shenzhen. Shenzhen is currently working on becoming a civilized city, so we're being stricter with checks on passing vehicles. Please understand."

This is my police ID. Okay, please stop the car and turn off the engine.

Please get out of the vehicle for a quick inspection; it will just be a simple record-keeping process.

Upon seeing the armed police, the seven people in the car lost their desire to break through the checkpoint. Although they appeared calm, their hearts were pounding, and they got out of the car.

Seven people came down, and for every one of them a group of police officers came up and took that person to a place where they were to sit and record the events.

The next one is like this, and the next one is like this.

As the seven people were completely separated, the leader realized something was wrong and tried to resist by forcibly seizing a Type 79 submachine gun from a nearby armed police officer.

Before he could even do anything, he was pinned to the ground by the surrounding armed police.

A pair of handcuffs with plastic cable ties added to the thumbs of both hands, followed by a pair of plate handcuffs for reinforcement, and then he was pulled up from the ground.

At this moment, all seven people were treated the same way, all handcuffed behind their backs.

This was a police dog brought by the armed police, which rushed up with a limp and sniffed around the seven people.

Just as it smelled the fourth person, it pointed its curled-up front leg at the person's shoes and barked a few times.

"Retreat, eight meals, retreat."

The handler's commands had no effect; the police dog kept barking. By this time, they realized that there must be something else on this person!

After searching the person, a large chunk of white flour was found hidden in the shoes and clothing, weighing two kilograms.

The leader's eyes, however, were now filled with utter despair. His men had actually concealed heroin; all his previous warnings had been for naught.

But he didn't consider that now that they've arrested him, what's the point of whether he's a drug addict or not?

The Public Safety Bureau and the Kyushu Safety Bureau conducted a handover, transferring all seven individuals to the Safety Bureau.

The security bureau also began interrogating him overnight, while Li Zhenhua was in the workshop manufacturing a prototype electric vehicle.

He made the entire car part by part, even the interior structural components were designed by him and then 3D printed.

(End of this chapter)