The lively bustling city was suddenly disrupted by a series of gunshots.
On a long highway, a group of black cars were chasing another group ahead.
Loud honks and tire screeches filled the air as many ordinary vehicles attempted to avoid them.
In one of the cars speeding ahead, the driver cursed as they avoided the gunshots aimed at them from behind. He constantly swerved the car to avoid the bullets raining on the tires.
"Fuck! How did they know that we are operating in City Z? These people came out of nowhere and ambushed us!"
In the other escaping car, another man in the passenger seat cursed when he saw that he was out of bullets.
"Damn! This gun is useless. Is there any backup yet?"
The man on the driver's seat was on a call with his wireless earphone.
He tried to contact several times, but the back-up team was already out of reach. It only meant one thing.
