Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 281 - 267: Got You_2

Chapter 281: Chapter 267: Got You_2

Feng Biao didn’t need to finish his sentence because he noticed Gao Yi had already done so as he was reminding him.

So, Feng Biao added softly, "You do know how to escape."

An affirmation from the escape master, Wind Vane.

Gao Yi stopped in his tracks, hands raised, his heart, of course, still flustered. If these people came up and shot him in the head without a word, that would be the end of it.

But if these people only wanted to capture him alive, then it would really be easy to manage.

The ambulance stopped about ten meters in front of Gao Yi, the vehicle halted, the rear doors opened, and five men quickly jumped out, rapidly spreading out from both sides of the vehicle, each aiming their rifles at Gao Yi.

Five soldiers with Libyan faces, they wore desert camo, but carried AR series rifles, their chest rigs and bullet-proof vests were clearly American-made, this was the Libyan Government Army armed by Americans.

A caucasian man in a T-shirt and sunglasses came from behind the vehicle. He wore a bullet-proof vest over his body, no helmet, one hand holding a radio, the other a handgun, but aside from the radio in his hand, there was another clipped to his waist, and the white-lined earpiece in his ear was quite obvious.

Two radios, one for internal communication with his own people, the other to communicate with the Libyans.

Gao Yi didn’t raise his hands too high because his left shoulder was still not healed, and raising them would hurt.

Looking at the heavily armed Gao Yi, the sunglass-clad man smiled, expressing contentment, "Got you, Falke!"

Gao Yi didn’t speak or make a move.

Five people raised their rifles and semi-encircled Gao Yi in a fan shape—under such circumstances, anyone would think the situation was settled.

At this moment, the man with the sunglasses raised his radio, urgently saying, "Caught a suspect, over."

Yes, just a suspect, these people still couldn’t confirm Gao Yi’s identity.

If it were Americans, their goal would be to capture alive everyone from Sky Garden.

There were four Asians in Sky Garden; the Americans really couldn’t be sure which one was the boss.

"Take him away."

To Gao Yi’s surprise, the main radio the man in front of him was using was the one he was holding, not the one connected to the earpiece. So, whatever was said on the radio, he could hear it clearly too.

At a distance of five meters, still a bit far, no rush to act.

"Received, I’m bringing him over, over."

The man with sunglasses responded eagerly, but just as he was about to step forward, he heard the radio continue, "Be careful, our target is unbeatable in combat. Don’t get close to him until you confirm the identity of the person in front of you, over."

"Received, understood, over."

The man with sunglasses replied promptly, but after finishing, he smiled at Gao Yi, saying, "Unbeatable in combat, is that you?"

Gao Yi didn’t speak, didn’t move, he just looked nervously at the man in sunglasses in front of him.

The man in sunglasses shrugged his shoulders. He looked at Gao Yi’s empty hands, thought for a moment, then raised his handgun, aiming it at Gao Yi’s head, and took three quick steps forward.

Three steps, the distance was now less than three meters, but the man in sunglasses stopped. He just pointed the gun at Gao Yi’s head, saying, "If you can still take me down like this, I’ll consider you unbeatable in combat, you."

Using the radio to point at a soldier with his rifle ready, the man in sunglasses shouted, "Lower his gun, tie him up, uh, you two go."

They were cautious. The man in sunglasses did not come to disarm Gao Yi himself; instead, he sent two people to remove Gao Yi’s weapons and tie him up.

Gao Yi remained motionless, his face filled with disappointment.

Now there were three rifles and a pistol aimed at Gao Yi, and two people were approaching him from behind. Anyone would think he wouldn’t be able to do much in this situation.

A hand reached from behind and pulled the pistol from Gao Yi’s waist, then two hands grabbed his left hand and twisted it forcefully behind his back, followed by his right hand.

The pistol was taken, and the person who had disarmed Gao Yi presented the pistol to the man in sunglasses. Finally lowering his own gun, the man in sunglasses took Gao Yi’s gun and said in surprise, "Huh? You’re only carrying this pistol? Falke, are you joking?"

The man with the sunglasses raised the gun again, aiming at Gao Yi’s head, but this time using Gao Yi’s own pistol.

Gao Yi’s hands were now tied behind his back and in this position, the soldiers holding their guns did not lower them; they remained vigilant.

It seemed there was no way out; the enemy was indeed cautious and did not show the complacency that Gao Yi had hoped for.

There was no other option.

Gao Yi had to lower his expectations; he had intended to only make a move when he was absolutely certain, but now he had to act with only seventy to eighty percent certainty.

There weren’t a thousand ways to escape, but there were probably seventy or eighty methods that could be used.

Gao Yi stepped back, squeezing past without turning around, in a way unfathomable to the average person, quickly moving behind the soldiers who were trying to handcuff him.

Throughout, Gao Yi had never intended to turn around.

Using footsteps in place of the turning motion, plus wearing a bullet-proof vest, protecting his head was enough. Now that he was behind the two soldiers, he could also use them as shields.

The man in sunglasses who had aimed at Gao Yi’s head did fire, but even at such close range, and having had Gao Yi in his sights the entire time, his shot went astray.

It wasn’t poor gun skills; at such close range, even with poor skills, one could hit the target.

The only problem the man in sunglasses had was that while he was indeed pointing the gun at Gao Yi’s head all this time, when he saw Gao Yi’s hands tied behind his back, although his eyes were watching Gao Yi and the barrel was aimed at him, was his attention really on his hands? Was he really ready to fire at any moment?

So, it wasn’t a matter of poor gun skills, just that his reaction was slow by that 0.01 second.

That was enough for Gao Yi.

Gao Yi pulled out a hand grenade, shouldered the soldiers beside him, and threw the grenade at the man in sunglasses.

The grenade did not explode. With such proximity and speed, Gao Yi used the hand grenade as a throwing weapon.

The grenade directly hit the man’s sunglasses.

Three soldiers aimed their guns at Gao Yi. One of the soldiers, shoved by Gao Yi, stumbled forward, blocking another soldier’s muzzle, while the man in sunglasses, hit in the face by the grenade, instinctively turned his head but still couldn’t avoid it, so there was one less person firing at Gao Yi.

The soldier who had taken Gao Yi’s pistol was hurriedly raising his gun, but that was far too slow.

Only two guns were aimed at Gao Yi, but in a moment of hesitation, their barrels followed Gao Yi onto their superior.

At less than three meters, it was too close, so close that Gao Yi’s movements were faster than their thoughts. Would they fire at their own boss?

That moment’s hesitation was all it took; everything could be over.

Because Gao Yi was already in front of the man in sunglasses, had snatched his pistol, and seized the opportunity to wrap his arm around the man’s neck.