AWAKENING THE DAILY INTELLIGENCE SYSTEM

Chapter 700: 292 Desperate Fusion: System Awakening_2 Chapter 700: 292 Desperate Fusion: System Awakening_2 He couldn’t resign himself to dying just like that; he had to struggle for his life until the end.

Lin Mo gritted his teeth, found a police pistol in the passenger seat, and decided to take a few enemies with him before dying.

He took a deep breath, kicked open the car door, and then extended the pistol towards the densest cluster of terrorists, continuously pulling the trigger.

“Bang bang bang!” Gunshots echoed around the airport, Lin Mo didn’t know if he had hit any enemies, but he himself was almost hit by bullets.

The terrorists located his position and immediately concentrated their firepower on him.

Lin Mo had no choice but to hide back in the car, his heart filled with helplessness and despair.

Just as Lin Mo prepared to calmly accept death, suddenly, a group of people in FBI uniforms rushed in from outside the airport.

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Their arrival instantly changed the entire situation.

“Charge!” The shouts of the FBI agents were powerful, as they quickly engaged in a fierce gunfight with the terrorists.

Gunshots, explosions, and screams interwoven together made the airport even more chaotic.

Lin Mo hid in the car, watching the melee unfold before him, his mind full of confusion.

He couldn’t understand why the FBI appeared at this crucial moment.

But he knew, this could be his last chance.

“Lin Mo!” A shout came from the ranks of the FBI, and Lin Mo looked in that direction to see a familiar figure—Jack, the FBI agent who had crossed paths with him before, was shooting while moving closer to him.

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“Jack, how did you guys get here?” Lin Mo shouted with a hint of surprise and confusion in his voice.

“Stop the nonsense, let’s get out of here before anything else!” Jack shouted back, while throwing a spare pistol and several magazines to Lin Mo, “Stick with me!” Lin Mo took a deep breath and followed closely behind Jack.

The two maneuvered through the hail of bullets, using the surrounding wreckage and vehicles as cover, moving towards the edge of the airport.

While the FBI agents were few in number, they were well-trained and tactically coordinated.

Moving in teams, they alternated cover and gradually suppressed the terrorists’ firepower.

However, the terrorists were not willing to concede defeat, relying on their numerical and weaponry advantages, they still resisted desperately.

Lin Mo and Jack encountered numerous difficulties in their escape, with fierce terrorist gunfire forcing them to constantly seek cover.

Every movement was perilous, and any misstep could result in being hit by enemy bullets.

“We can’t go on like this, we’re being suppressed too heavily!” Lin Mo said anxiously, his forehead covered with sweat beads, and his breathing became more rapid.

Jack surveyed the surroundings and suddenly spotted an armored car parked not too far away, a support vehicle brought by the FBI.

“Look there, as long as we can rush to the armored car, we have a chance!” Jack pointed at the armored car and spoke.

Lin Mo looked in the direction Jack was pointing and realized that this was their only way out.

But the path to the armored car had no cover, and getting there was easier said than done.

“I’ll draw their fire, you take the chance to rush over!” Jack decisively said, his eyes revealing unwavering determination.

“No, that’s too dangerous!” Lin Mo refused, his eyes filled with concern.

“Stop dithering, this is the only way!

Remember, you have to survive!” After Jack finished speaking, he stood up and began furiously firing towards the terrorists.

Lin Mo watched Jack’s figure, touched by his bravery.

Knowing he couldn’t hesitate, he took a deep breath and dashed towards the armored car like an arrow released from a bowstring.

The terrorists were indeed distracted by Jack, who turned their gun barrels towards him.

Jack dodged bullets left and right, already wounded in multiple places, but continued to resist stubbornly, buying precious time for Lin Mo.

Lin Mo exerted all his strength and finally reached the armored car in the nick of time.

He swiftly opened the door, got into the vehicle, and started the engine.

The armored car’s thick armor provided effective protection; the terrorists’ bullets left only shallow marks on it.

“Jack!” Lin Mo drove the armored car towards Jack’s direction.

His eyes were filled with urgency and resolution—he had to rescue Jack!

When Jack saw the armored car approaching, a glimmer of hope flashed in his heart.

He kept shooting while nearing the vehicle.

Just as he was about to reach the armored car, a bullet hit his leg, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

“Damn it!” Lin Mo cursed angrily, driving closer to Jack, opened the door, and pulled him in.

“How are you?” Lin Mo asked anxiously, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, though his eyes never left Jack.

“It’s nothing, just a leg injury,” Jack said through clenched teeth, sweat beads the size of soybeans rolling down his forehead, enduring the pain, trying to appear less weak.

Lin Mo couldn’t afford to say more and drove the armored car towards the exit of the airport.

The terrorists tried to stop them, but their resistance seemed pale and ineffective in front of the car’s powerful firepower.

The armored vehicle, like a steel beast, broke through the terrorists’ encirclement and left the airport, a place filled with the scent of death.

However, they did not lower their guard, knowing that things were far from over.

Danger, like a snake hiding in the dark, could strike at any moment.

“What now?” Lin Mo asked, his voice carrying a trace of exhaustion and confusion.

“First, find a safe place to hide.

I’ve already notified headquarters, they’ll send someone to meet us,” Jack said, leaning back in his seat, his face pale, the wound on his leg still bleeding.

Lin Mo nodded and drove the armored car through the city streets.

At that moment, his mind was full of questions: why had the FBI appeared at this critical moment?

And how had they known about his plight?

As Lin Mo pondered these questions, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw it was an unknown number.

“Hello?” Lin Mo asked cautiously, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

“Lin Mo, it’s me.” A familiar voice came from the other end of the line, it was a high-ranking leader from Grand Xia.

“Why would you call me?” Lin Mo asked in surprise, his eyes filled with confusion.

“We have been monitoring your situation; rest assured, we are working on resolving this matter.

The FBI’s involvement was arranged by us; they will ensure your safety,” the leader stated, his voice calm and firm.

Warmth filled Lin Mo’s heart; everything was under Grand Xia’s control.

“Thank you, I will cooperate,” Lin Mo said, his heart filled with gratitude.

“Good, for now, follow the FBI’s orders, we’ll keep in touch,” the leader said and then hung up.

Lin Mo put down the phone, his doubts cleared, but he knew that the road ahead was long and danger still lurked.

Glancing at the injured Jack, he silently vowed to survive and uncover the truth behind everything.

The armored car sped through the night of the city, heading towards an abandoned factory.

That was an FBI-arranged safe haven where they were to wait for headquarters’ support.

As the armored car stopped at the entrance of the abandoned factory, Lin Mo and Jack cautiously entered.

The factory was silent, with only the dim lights flickering.

They vigilantly surveyed their surroundings, ensuring there was no danger before relaxing.

Jack sat to one side, beginning to treat the wound on his leg.

Lin Mo paced around the factory, pondering their next move.

He knew that the terrorists would not give up so easily—they were bound to try everything to hunt him down again.

Moreover, he wanted to know the real reasons behind everything, to find out who was manipulating all these events.

While Lin Mo was engrossed in his thoughts, suddenly, he felt his body become extremely heavy, as if pulled by an invisible force.

His vision started to blur, and his consciousness gradually became unclear.

“What’s happening?” Lin Mo thought in panic, trying to struggle, but his body refused to move.

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