Chapter 92 Thank God I have luggage

"Number 1, do you know what happened just now? Why did bullets suddenly fly towards me? I didn't feel that there was a gun aimed at me before. My danger perception is very high." Dong Chen just closed his eyes and squinted. After a while, he took out his cell phone and typed to ask No. 1 about the situation at that time.

"Sir, due to the limited image resolution of the satellite and the obstruction of fine clouds, we can only give a limited answer. Based on the images and calculations at the time, the conclusion is that no one shot you at that time, but when you shot Medium tires, when the vehicle rolled over, a terrorist happened to shoot, but the rolling of the vehicle caused the muzzle of the gun to turn, so the bullet that should have hit the trunk turned into you. This conclusion The probability is 73%, sir, so this conclusion is the most likely." Number 1 replied to Dong Chen.

"…………"

Dong Chen really didn't know what to say. It turned out that it was his fault again.

Just when Dong Chen was thinking about life, No. 1 spoke again, "Sir, the reconnaissance satellite has completely passed over this area and can no longer provide real-time image support. There are currently no other reconnaissance satellites passing by, so I will suspend your real-time Image support.”

"Just leave. You're out of danger anyway. There's no need for them. They didn't notice you. The second-level authority shouldn't alert the other party." Dong Chen said nonchalantly.

"Yes, sir, the secondary authority is the authority to mobilize real-time images. The mission of the reconnaissance satellite passing through this area is to take images. The secondary authority I obtained is exactly his work content. There is no change in work content or satellite orbit. Wait for the conflict of control, so there is no risk of discovery." No. 1 replied.

"In other words, all the situations here have been recorded by Xiong Country, so what is the risk of my exposure?" This is a bit overwhelming, Dong Chen asked No. 1.

"Sir, the probability of your exposure is 0.371%. Due to the angle of the satellite and the strong reflection of the sun at the time, your face was completely blocked by the reflection while driving. When you stepped out of the car and shot back, the back of your head was also shown. , no facial features were leaked. Due to the orbit of Xiong Country’s satellite that can capture images and videos, the number of times you have been recorded from departure to now is only once, so the possibility of exposing your identity is 0.371%." No. 1 is as calm as ever. .

"Well, that's it, then I won't let you delete the record. Don't let yourself get involved if you don't delete the record in the end." Dong Chen didn't want to expose himself after hearing this, so it was easy to say, so he ordered No. 1 Go on studying.

Bill, who was driving, saw that Dong Chen had finished chatting and asked him, "Is your wound okay?"

"It's okay. I just lost a piece of meat and it feels a bit awkward. I'll make up for it after I go back and have a few good meals." Dong Chen shook his left hand that was shot. His left hand was really troubled. It turned out to be cut by a gangster. He was stabbed once, and now he was shot again.

"Haha, I found that you Chinese people have to eat a meal no matter what happens. I find it very interesting." Bill looked at Dong Chen and waved his hand, saying that just eating a meal would be enough. He couldn't help but think of a lot about the Chinese people. "Customs", burst out laughing.

"That's because our country has many, many delicacies, and we always have to find a reason to eat them all, right?" Dong Chen spread his hands.

"Yes, that's why I like to learn Chinese. My dream is to eat all over China." Bill declared while driving, raising one hand.

"Add me as well, and I will eat all over China."

"And I."

"How can you do it without me?"

They shouted so loudly that they woke up those who were recuperating, and when they woke up, they all expressed their wishes.

"Dong Chen, look, our car is full of foodies." Bill said helplessly.

"Ha ha!"

"What's the matter? Everyone is a foodie!"

The danger finally passed, and joy returned to them. The car also moved farther and farther away with their laughter, but from time to time there were sounds of laughter and talking.

At this time, because the distance was already far away, someone came and said, "By the way, Dong, who was the number one you called just now? Is it a hacker?"

"Of course, as a technology nerd, how can we not have one or two hacker friends? He was controlling a satellite to guide us, but the terrain was too flat at the time and there was no place to run, but he was always there for us. Pay attention to the situation behind." Dong Chen's voice came.

"Amazing!"

"Wow, that's cool!"

“I’m so envious of having hacker friends!”

"I also want to have..."

With Bill and the others' exclamations, the car slowly disappeared into the vast horizon.

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A recreational tourist car with its butt beaten to pieces slowly stopped on the side of the road. This was the car Dong Chen and the others drove. The reason why they did not drive forward was because they stopped here because they had to walk a little further. You will encounter the first camera when entering the city. A car like theirs will look very coquettish when walking under the traffic camera.

"That's it. We can't go any further. Although we are still far away from the city, if we go further we will enter the camera range. Our car is not suitable for walking within the camera range. There are still ten more The car that will pick us up will meet us in minutes. Let's get out of the car and take a rest." Bill stopped the car on the side of the road and pulled the handbrake.

Everyone had stayed in the car enough, so it was a good idea to come down and do some activities. Everyone had been running around for a whole day, and the car never stopped. They all took turns driving. If they hadn't called just now to say that the convoy was coming, they would have stopped. I guess it's still going forward.

"Ah, we got out of the car. We can finally relax." Zorn, who was wrapped in bandages, was the first to cheer and ran out of the car.

"Yeah, I can finally get out of the car. I almost turned to stone sitting in the car." Ivan also stretched and got out of the car.

Then everyone got out of the car one after another, those who needed to smoke, those who needed to drink water, those who needed to have fun, but after a while, everyone gathered at the rear of the car.

Just the rear of the car that was displayed in front of everyone was... really miserable.

The entire rear window was completely unrecognizable. It was covered with dense bullet holes and a network of cracks. In several places, a large piece was missing. It was obviously too broken and fell. The entire rear window glass was just that. The top part is relatively complete, where bullet holes and cracks can be clearly seen. There is not much left in the other parts, only some small debris embedded in the window frame.

The car doors weren't much better either. They were all filled with large and small bullet holes. Some of them were clearly made by many guns hitting the same place, creating a big hole. Fortunately, the steel used for the car casing was relatively malleable. OK, not as many cracks as the glass, but it was useless. It was still miserable and badly warped. It took them a lot of effort to get the back door open.

After opening it, there was nothing left in the trunk. Their clothes, suitcases, tents, sleeping bags, pots, iron buckets, induction cookers, etc., everything was smashed to pieces. It was thanks to them that they brought it with them. It's an induction cooker. If they brought a gas stove and a tank of gas, it would be awesome to think about.

I flipped through these things casually, and every time I flipped them, I could hear the sound of bullets falling. This was really thanks to the luggage and some sundries of these seven people. They blocked the bullets and it was a loss. The terrorists never caught up and kept attacking from behind. If they caught up and shot from the side, someone would be killed this time.

Just when they were sighing and sighing that they and others were lucky, the convoy to pick them up finally arrived.