The soldiers surrounding the jeep had no choice but to retreat a few steps. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the jeep moved forward, and another small single-person motor vehicle emerged from behind the jeep, unfolding the rotor above its head and ascending into the air. Immediately, this rotor carried Zhuang Haoxiong away from the scene.
The soldiers waved away the smoke in front of them, aimed their guns at the target in the air, but it was too late. Zhuang Haoxiong flew farther and farther, quickly disappearing into the night sky.
"Stop!"
A voice shouted.
From the sound, it was clear that the speaker was the commander of the group, with a voice that was stern and extremely intimidating, so authoritative that each word was impossible to disobey.
All the soldiers who were aiming upwards put down their firearms. Then, all the guns were aimed at those who hadn't yet managed to escape the scene.
