Chapter 1093: Ambushed

In the wilderness in the middle of the night, the motorcade stopped there.

The driver of the lead car was just about to push the car door to go down and see the situation, but was stopped by the family member in the passenger seat. "Don't go down."

He stared at the driver's eyes, his expression even carrying some... feeling of nervousness. The driver took a deep breath and put his hand down from the pull cable of the car door.

"What happened?", he asked in a low voice, while constantly looking at the pitch-black night all around.

Nothing could be seen, the visibility was not more than ten meters, and it might not even be ten meters.

Only the three or five meters near the car lights was the visible distance. As long as it exceeded this range, basically nothing could be seen.

Behind the pitch-black night curtain, it seemed that some huge fear and monsters were hidden, and they were waiting for an opportunity.

"There might be an ambush.", the escort personnel in the passenger seat had already taken out the weapon and turned off the safety.

While speaking, the car lights of the motorcade behind were all turned off, and the passenger seat also let him turn off the car lights.

Although he didn't quite understand why he had to turn off the car lights at this time, now he could only do so.

This is the experience accumulated by the Lanse family in multiple fights to the death. In such a night, the enemy is hidden in the darkness. Having lights means being a target.

Turning off the lights, the remaining things are easier to operate.

"Wait a while, we will get out of the car, you lie down, don't go anywhere, do you understand?"

In the dark night, the hand of the passenger seat was tightly grabbing his arm. They had cooperated many times and could be considered friends.

For friends, the people of the Lanse family never lacked enthusiasm and kindness.

The driver nodded. He was so nervous that his breathing became rapid and heavy, and the young man in the passenger seat said as if soothing his emotions. "Don't worry, everything will pass. After going back, I will let the above send you more money."

"And didn't you often ask us before, what does it feel like when fighting to the death?"

"Now, you waited for it."

After saying this, he opened the car door, and the other three people in the car took weapons and left here from the passenger seat position.

The light sources in the dark were limited, and only some shadows could be seen shaking randomly in the dark night, unable to distinguish whether it was a person or something else.

"There is a car blocking the road in front, let's see if we can push that car away first."

When the person who walked over from behind heard these words, he frowned. "Why not let the driver hit the car away?"

"Truck, and it looks like something is loaded inside, lying across the middle of the road."

The ecological environment of the Federation is still quite good, especially in the wilderness, the ecological environment of the whole world is actually quite good, and here is by the sea, the moisture in the air is very sufficient, and there will be heavy rain every year.

Heavy rain has a great destructive effect on the road surface. If it is not handled well, then once the road is soaked by rain for a long time, and then constantly crushed by heavy trucks, problems like collapse will appear.

Although the Federation is still that world's number one super construction team, once the interstate highway is destroyed, it not only takes a long time to repair, but also requires a lot of funds, manpower, and material resources.

So at the beginning of designing these interstate highways, the designers considered these, and all interstate highways were much higher than the ground on both sides of the road.

They laid a good foundation, raised the ground, and then built the interstate highway on this platform.

This way, whether it is heavy rain or something, the rainwater will flow from the patterns on the road to the ground on both sides, instead of soaking the interstate highway on the ground.

The ground on both sides of the interstate highway will be very soft in the rainy season, from spring to autumn, after all, it is often washed by rain, and it is also very moist.

Once the car gets stuck in this period, it is basically difficult to get out.

So if it is not necessary, they will not drive the car out of the road, and the height difference between the interstate highway and the ground will also make this behavior dangerous.

Maybe it will roll over, especially cars with a relatively high center of gravity, when going down the highway.

Hearing the explanation of the person in the lead car, the people behind touched the car blocking the highway in the dark. They pulled open the car door, and someone took out a lighter and looked at it. There was nothing.

No driver, no other things, only an empty cab.

The people behind also checked the car bucket. "There are stones inside."

When hearing this sentence, everyone's thoughts became a bit heavy. This is a very obvious targeting.

"Move the car away, others push together."

This is a good way. Some young people put their guns on their shoulders, and one of them sat into the cab. Just the moment his butt sat down, the front of the car suddenly made a fierce horn sound! "Damn, they put a horn button on the seat!"

The surroundings suddenly lit up with fire, and the sound of gunfire was as dense as setting off firecrackers.

"Lie down, fight back!"

Some people were injured and fell to the ground in this instant, and some people lay on the ground the moment the gunfire rang out, pulling the trigger toward the places where the gun fire lit up.

At one o'clock in the night, a gun battle broke out on the interstate highway, which might be the largest and most intense one since it was built here.

Everywhere was the sound of bullets hitting the car body. Some people were screaming, some people were wailing, and some people always remained silent.

The driver hiding in the cab had been curled up on the floor. From the moment the gunfire rang out, he began to fear.

He didn't know how long the gunfire lasted, only knowing that the sound of the exchange of fire was getting weaker and weaker, getting weaker and weaker.

Until the end, there was almost no sound of gunfire.

Some headlights suddenly lit up all around, illuminating the entire interstate highway. His breathing became more rapid and heavy, and fear made his body tremble.

He heard some footsteps around, and some cursing sounds. Accompanied by the gradual approach of footsteps, he could hear people starting to pull the car door.

The next moment, the car door was pulled open, and the light from the outside shone into the open car door, shining on his panicked face.

Several guns were aimed at him at the same time. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and squeezed out an ugly smile. "I'm just a driver."

The young man standing at the front raised his hand, stopped them from killing this driver, and asked a question. "So you know where this batch of goods started to be transported, and where it ended, right?"

The Perez family found the transportation method of this batch of goods, actually through the way of "reverse deduction."

They arranged for people to stare outside the embassy twenty-four hours a day. Transporting such a large volume of alcohol into it definitely couldn't be done by moving two or three boxes today and three or five boxes tomorrow. There must be large trucks to transport.

As long as these large trucks were stared at, they would know where these cars came from.

Then according to some relationships they had in New Jincheng, they tried every means to check, and finally they found out that these trucks might have come from the smuggling village in the south, so they set up an ambush on this road.

But more things, they didn't know very well. This driver might know more details than them.

The driver swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He nodded. "Yes, sir."

Peggy nodded. "Your honesty saved your life."

He said and went to the motorcade behind to check, but unfortunately, the drivers of the trucks behind were all gang members, and only the lead car was a driver hired.

There was no satellite navigation in this era, nor was there voice broadcasting. If there was no old driver to lead the way, in an environment where it was almost impossible to see the road situation ten meters away, people would easily go the wrong way.

When the driver was pulled out of the cab, he saw corpses all over the ground.

Also saw those people dismantling a kind of... shelf on the ground on both sides of the road.

They placed many things similar to searchlights on both sides of the road. They were placed on some iron shelves that could be assembled, equipped with storage batteries.

The moment their switch was turned on, they could immediately illuminate the entire ground.

The driver was an old man in his fifties, and could be considered a high-income group. He had seen many movies and read many novels. He knew very well that if these people shot from behind the light source, not only would they still not be able to see them, but because of the stimulation of the light source, the people who fought back would not be able to open their eyes.

He shook his head slightly, and saw the young man who let himself not move randomly in the passenger seat just now.

He was lying on the ground, shot several times, and his clothes were all stained red with blood.

Suddenly, the driver had a feeling of being bored. There was no fear, no panic. His only feeling now was that life was really boring.

The young man who was chatting and blowing cowhide with him a moment ago lost his life forever at this moment. He didn't quite understand how loyal these people were to the so-called family in their mouths, and didn't understand what this family brought to them.

So that they needed to use their lives to maintain it. He didn't understand these, felt the fragility of this life, and then was pushed onto another car.

He saw these people handle the corpses very roughly. They threw the corpses to the side of the road, piled them together, put wood on them, poured gasoline, and finally lit a fire.

These woods were enough to burn these corpses for a whole night. After dawn, people could only see some traces left after burning.

If their "luck was good," maybe there would be passing drivers who would report this matter to the police when they saw the interstate highway police.

If the luck was not good, they might stay here forever, be washed by rain, and finally merge with this land.

The motorcade that stopped for less than half an hour was started again, but this time their destination was different.

At four o'clock in the night, Lanse was woken up by the phone sound. He rubbed his forehead and sat up. The phone came from the warehouse side.

"The motorcade that should have arrived at three-fifteen at the latest hasn't arrived yet, and there is no other news. Something might have happened."

In his past life experience, Lanse was very supportive of "quantification," not just the quantification of materials, time can also be quantified, everything is the same.

This is of great help to management, especially large-scale organizational management, and can better control the entire team.

If it is said to arrive at three o'clock, it must arrive at three o'clock. So many transportations have never made a mistake, it is impossible for this time to make a mistake.

"Mobilize people to look for it along the highway, something must have happened."

He then put on a piece of clothing, came to the study, let the butler send him a cup of coffee, and then dialed the phone of Helam who was still vacationing in Lapa.

In the receiver, Helam didn't seem to have slept yet, and there were some women's laughter around, which made Lanse a bit curious.

"What are you doing?"

In the receiver, Helam's voice was a bit... he couldn't say that feeling. "I'm planning to sleep."

The environmental sound in the receiver disappeared a lot. Lanse didn't pursue this matter. "Take your people and the best gunmen to New Jincheng. We will have big moves soon."

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Helam's state immediately changed, and this change also let Lanse know what the feeling of him being different from weekdays when he spoke just now was.

He was a bit "drunk," but now he was awake.

"What happened?", his tone also became serious.

"Our goods were robbed, might have exchanged fire."

In the receiver came the sound of Helam biting a cigarette and lighting it. "Perez family?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, I will come back today."

It is about three-thirty now. If they set off now, they will arrive in New Jincheng in about two days.

Lanse didn't talk much to him, then hung up the phone, and went to Meluo with a call. "Mobilize some more people."

Meluo didn't ask why, and immediately made arrangements.

Lanse called the farm side again. "Let people pay attention to the movements around recently. If you find anything wrong, attack them directly."

He also arranged for many people to protect the winery on the farm side. In fact, he was least worried about the farm side. He made this call just to give them a reminder, letting them know that the current situation is a bit wrong.

There is also the Lawrence family's cowboy team on the farm side. This group of cowboy teams says they are cowboys, but as long as they need, they can immediately become mobile militia teams riding horses.

This is also the foundation of the survival of federal farms in the past, now, and not sure about the future.

After ending these calls, Lanse sat there, waiting for news.

He had already increased the escort of the motorcade, but this kind of thing clearly has no way, unless he lets hundreds or thousands of people escort the motorcade, and it is not necessarily useful.

As long as the transport route of the motorcade and the escort situation are figured out, the Perez family can formulate targeted plans.

Explosions, landmines, these things are not difficult to get now.

After the war ended, many military industrial weapons that should have continued to be sold to the military but had already been produced had no way out, and many flowed into the hands of ordinary people.

Especially those that flowed in from Tanfite, the war there had completely stopped, and the war made many countries' economies appear different problems.

Some soldiers, in order to get some money, would sell their bullets, grenades, and even other things to ordinary people in exchange for resources and money.

Some of these things would return to the Federation through the way

This transport route was actually quite secretive; there was only one possibility for it to have been found.

Someone had sold their information to the Perez family.

New Jincheng is a very large city; after all, it is the political and economic center of the Federation, with over a dozen interstate highways eventually leading here.

In other words, if no one had provided the information, they might never have been able to find which road they were coming in on.

Lanse pursed his lips; he would find this person, but the most urgent task was to clarify the specific situation.

While waiting, the sky gradually began to change. By the time it was nearly five o'clock, the sky had almost completely brightened.

Daylight in the summer season comes exceptionally early. Just a little past five, Lanse received the news.

They had encountered an ambush at a location a little over an hour away from New Jincheng. There were traces of the ground having been washed at the scene, but large amounts of bloodstains could still be seen on both sides of the road.

They discovered the place because, besides the traces of burning near the scene, there were also quite a few scavenging birds gathered there.

When the convoy passed by, those birds were startled and flew up, which is what drew people's attention.

"We found some badges left at the scene; they were left by the Perez family."

Upon learning this result, which he had already suspected, Lanse didn't feel any surprise. He told the people to come back first.

At the same time, Fran also got up very early today.

On one hand, once people reach a certain age, their sleep time becomes much less.

On the other hand, he had something on his mind and was eager to know the results of last night, so he also got up at around 5:30.

After washing up, it was already close to six o'clock.

When he came out of his bedroom and arrived at the first-floor hall, the people already gathered there stood up one after another, among them Bob and Peggy.

Looking at the smiles they could barely control on their faces, a smile naturally appeared on Fran's face as well; he was in a good mood now.

He held onto the stair railing and walked down slowly from upstairs, "It seems, gentlemen, that I am waiting for good news!"

Bob took the initiative to greet him, helping him along the way, "We successfully intercepted their convoy yesterday and took out their people. Now, that alcohol is in our warehouse."

After hearing this, Fran couldn't help but laugh "ha-ha" twice, "This is the best news I've heard in a long time!"

He paused, then suddenly said, "Did you remember to leave some 'evidence' at the scene so Lanse knows it was us?"

Peggy replied affirmatively from the side, "Yes, we left two emblems."

The Lanse family has their own characteristics, and the Perez family also has their own configuration, which is something similar to a brooch.

They pride themselves on being upper-class people; all members of the Perez family are issued a brooch-like emblem that can be pinned to a collar or somewhere else to indicate their identity.

Hearing Peggy's reply, Fran smiled and walked to the sofa to sit down, "Actually, I don't care much about this income. What I care about is that we have finally achieved a victory in our competition with them!"

"Find a way to let people know that the Lanse family has suffered a big loss, and the person who achieved this result is us!"