THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 54's. Margarita Jovovich 4's
My team strength is now 12 people with 6 cars, my head of security made preparations in just an hour before I got out of the show at the pub around 11 p.m.
They even had paramedics preparing near the site and a few extra bodyguards.
"Sir, we're ready. You can trust us. I have a cop who's also undercover in civilian clothes? we have eight to three." The message on my phone says it's time I put myself up as bait.
"Okay, continue." My driver has negotiated all the possibilities that occur on my route with the head of security? He carries a gun, I also carry a weapon to defend myself.
These days my route is the same, and they've been following us for a while, the security chief has a guess as to where they're going to scuttle my car. That place was planned by us.
"understand." I was given a communication tool that let me know their every move. They have eyes on top to monitor their movements.
"One car has arrived on Arden Avenue. Positively they chose it as an ambush place." It was the exact place where we thought they must have made an ambush.
"Command standby health workers in 15 more minutes." They prepared the paramedics for the toughest conditions we faced. I let out a long sigh, my head of security has given me the steps I have to do to avoid severe injuries from side impacts, under the legs of my chair there is a pelingdung head and neck, and the position I have to take later. Although he said it should be our avoidance technique will ensure our car escapes heavy damage.
"Sir, get ready we'll go into the ambush area." According to the calculations they would hit me from behind to drive me to the intersection before we were hit from the side. That's an anticipated scenario.
"Prepare, one more car is behind you" my security chief guessed it right. I've put up my seat belt even though I'm sitting in the back. "Sir, prepare for a collision."
"He's approaching you guys 20 meters impact. Get ready!" I'm tense, even though it's been prepared, it's still a collision.
"Impact! 3.2.1." The sound of the rear crash was created the same time I was ejected forward, my chest hurt as the seat belt held our bodies down while being hit from behind, she said, but the momentum was also used by the driver to step on the gas so fast that the front side of my seat escaped the impact of the collision, and changed to the back side.
"A ambush! Secure Boss! Carl keep moving forward!" Carlos my driver kept gas to safety, there was a car with two bodyguards there, they were on guard if there was one more person we didn't count.
"Sir? You okay?" Carl checked my condition.
But as long as I can get rid of that woman. It's cheaper than imagined, comparable to making my father believe he's a snake.
We haven't reached a safe point 1500 meters ahead. When from the side a car hits the side door from a different direction. I only have a split second to protect my head.
"****!" Charlos screamed when our car was dragged and stopped but did not overturn because the car was heavy. I managed to get away with a bumped head, cracked glass, and a more shapeless car. "We're hit! There's one more invisible assailant." Charlos yelled at his microphone as he tried to get away from the car that hit us quite badly.
"Charlus! Help will be here soon! Get away from there! Can you move?"
"Si*al, I'm trying on the boss, my tires are stuck on the uneven road." Our car was trying to get into a flat road immediately.
The head of security gave us all the direction he could because he didn't see the condition of our car being stopped. Charlos tried hard to drive the car back to the road.
In the darkness I saw someone running to us. My mind works, why he's here, the only reason he's carrying a gun.
"Guns, Charlos! Get out of here immediately." Gun eruptions are starting to sound, the front is still good, but the middle is cracked, I don't know if it can survive.
"Sir to the bottom! Take cover down!" Decitan tires sounded weighed in with the gun eruption, I got into the lower seat row, took cover from the shooter's sight, we were shaken up onto the asphalt, I was on the ground, until finally Charlos can speed safely to the first safe point. We're safe!
"Charlos!?" The security chief requested confirmation of status.
"We're safe. We're safe! I've met Harmon."
"Get me bede*that shooter is now!" My security chief was shouting at our communications equipment. Next time I didn't know what was going on, I realized my head was hurt and they had to take me to the nearest ER. Not felt at all because of the adrenaline circulating. But we finally succeeded.
They'll take care of it now. We should've been able to hunt the snakes that came out of the bushes.