The explosive force of the bomb blew open the obstacles on both sides of the road in an instant...

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!" At a distance of three hundred meters from the enemy, Xue Zhaolong immediately pulled the trigger of the machine gun, and the bullets from the M249 quickly sprayed towards the opponent.

He didn't care whether he hit the enemy or not, as long as he could temporarily suppress them.

The enemy was blinded for three seconds, and some were blown to pieces by the bomb, but the second checkpoint remained.

Ye Hao threw another special grenade, which blew open the second checkpoint, blinding the enemies on the other side.

The people at the first checkpoint could see a little bit, and they hurriedly raised their guns and started shooting at Ye Hao's car.

Fortunately, the car Ye Hao hijacked was bulletproof; otherwise, it would have turned into scrap metal by now.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets struck Ye Hao's car one after another, hitting with loud thumps, denting its exterior, but never managed to penetrate inside.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" Xue Zhaolong stood in the car, raising the M249 with both hands, shooting frantically, forcing the enemies to keep their heads down.

Although they also had machine guns, they couldn't use the M249 because it would cause casualties among their own men, so they could only use pistols or automatic rifles.

Several members of the Sun Team stood together, and one quickly ordered, "Have the people at the third checkpoint stop them at all costs, no mistakes allowed."

After giving the order, he immediately rushed downstairs. He was an eighth-degree National Martial Arts expert and also the person in charge here in Fujisawa, so he had the authority to command everyone to cooperate with him, or more precisely, to coordinate the elimination of Ye Hao and the others.

He rushed downstairs, naturally intending to fight Ye Hao and his group.

Ye Hao successfully broke through the second checkpoint, but Xue Zhaolong's arm was shot from the car window.

"Long, how are you holding up? Can you manage?" Ye Hao asked.

"Still holding up. Charge ahead, boss!" Xue Zhaolong gritted his teeth against the pain in his arm and kept pulling the trigger.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

The bullets flew swiftly, as Ye Hao's car sped forward without slowing down.

This time, just as Ye Hao raised his hand, a sniper shot at him.

Luckily, it was a graze; otherwise, his arm would be useless.

"Swish!"

The last special bomb was thrown out, and at the third checkpoint, it flashed a dazzling light, its power blowing up the vehicles on both sides. However, the third checkpoint was not blocked by only two vehicles but by seven or eight vehicles arranged haphazardly.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Hao's sports car surged forward at over three hundred miles per hour.

The cars blocking the path were all pushed together by Ye Hao's collision.

Ye Hao's car was completely totaled.

Ye Hao shouted, "Long, let's go."

Ye Hao kicked open the car door on Xue Zhaolong's side with his legs and charged out holding an H-3.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

The high-temperature bullets from the H-3 shot into the vicinity of the second checkpoint's vehicles' fuel tanks.

As Ye Hao finished firing, he also got shot, but the wound wasn't fatal.

Xue Zhaolong got out and used the race car as cover to quickly suppress the enemy.

With Xue Zhaolong's help, Ye Hao could quickly target the fuel tanks of the vehicles at the second checkpoint.

Three vehicles were sniped by Ye Hao with three shots, exploding completely.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Sun Team's eighth-degree National Martial Arts captain had just reached the second checkpoint when the strong explosive force blasted him into a nearby building, causing him to cough up blood.

"Long, go!" Ye Hao tossed an H-3 to Xue Zhaolong to spare him from lugging the heavy M249, which was cumbersome and inaccurate.

But with the H-3, it was different. At least the accuracy was guaranteed, plus the bullets emitted high temperatures, ensuring the death of anyone hit.

"Boss, which way should we go?" The two retreated while firing the H-3.

Snipers in the building also caught sight of them, but due to Ye Hao and Xue Zhaolong's zigzagging path, they couldn't immediately hit.

"Baka! They're definitely Huaxia elites," cursed a sniper from the building.

"Stop whining, aim and shoot immediately," a squad leader ordering the sniper said.

Meanwhile, three helicopters flew over from the sky.

The helicopters generated strong winds in the air.

Ye Hao and Xue Zhaolong quickly glanced up, and Ye Hao said, "Enter the corridor under the building."

Xue Zhaolong hurriedly followed Ye Hao.

With hundreds of self-defense troops and police officers in pursuit, Ye Hao hurriedly threw eight grenades behind him as he ran.

"Boom boom boom!"

The grenades accurately took out more than twenty people.

Yet the pursuers, like daredevils, didn't let up on Ye Hao and his group even if they were blown up.

"Boss! Their firepower is too strong, and conservatively there's still a kilometer to the coast," reported Xue Zhaolong while running.

"Just push through; once we reach the sea, it'll be our domain," Ye Hao said. "Long, you lead the way in front; I'll cover the rear."

Ye Hao spoke while raising his H-3 to spray at the pursuers.

Xue Zhaolong led the way ahead, and Ye Hao followed backward at the same speed as Xue Zhaolong.

If Ye Hao had the eighth-generation system's help, he could easily evade pursuit since it could provide the safest and shortest route.

This would eliminate many dangers.

But now, without the eighth-generation system's aid, Ye Hao could only rely on his instincts to escape.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

Ye Hao's speed at reloading was swift. After one round, he quickly inserted another magazine.

Kawamoto Omu, pursuing from behind, was furious to see that in such a short time, Ye Hao had killed at least over two hundred Jiepeng soldiers.

"Kill them now, faster," Kawamoto Omu shouted, raising his gun to fire at Ye Hao and Xue Zhaolong as he pursued.

"Poof!"

Ye Hao got hit again, and though he'd taken cover, he was still shot due to the dense bullet barrage.

"Boss, are you okay?" Xue Zhaolong anxiously asked from the front.

"Still holding on. How many meters to the coast?" Ye Hao forced himself through the pain to ask.

"Eight hundred meters left, but there's no cover five hundred meters ahead. What should we do?" Xue Zhaolong anxiously asked, noting the lack of cover ahead. Surely there would be helicopters waiting, and once they left the corridor's cover, snipers and gunners on the helicopters would surely take them out.

Ye Hao, upon hearing this, took out a few smoke bombs from his space... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please consider voting for it at Qidian for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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