Kwon Taekjoo, revved his motorcycle, tracking his target as it continued to move. Weaving between buildings, through narrow alleyways and staircases, he pushed himself to the limit.
Before long, he caught up to the second armored vehicle, speeding past police cars trying to block his path. The police made several attempts to ram him off the road, but Kwon Taekjoo slipped through every gap with expert precision.
The chase seemed endless as he circled around the city. At last, Kwon Taekjoo found himself face-to-face with the second armored vehicle as it came charging toward him at full speed, its power enough to crush anything in its way.
The distance between them shrank quickly, leaving little time for a final shot. Kwon Taekjoo gritted his teeth and charged head-on at the approaching vehicle.
When they were close enough to see each other clearly. Kwon Taekjoo's motorcycle suddenly crashed to the side. Now free from his bike, Kwon Taekjoo slid underneath the armored vehicle, his back scraping along the pavement.
The vehicle's massive tires threatened to crush his body at any moment. Had he not ducked his head just in time, the exposed, jagged metal beneath the vehicle would have torn his face apart.
In an instant, Kwon Taekjoo managed to escape from beneath the armored vehicle. When the passengers inside realized he was still alive, they stopped abruptly.
A sniper emerged from the top hatch, aiming a machine gun Kwon Taekjoo. But before he could fire, the vehicle exploded in a massive blast.
Moments earlier, Kwon Taekjoo had atttached a high-powered battery to the underside of the vehicle. The car flipped over onto its back, erupting into another thunderous explosion.
"Haa, haa.."
Kwon teakjoo crouched down, taking a moment to catch his breath as shards from the explosion rained around him. In the distance, the faint sound of helicopter blades could be heard overhead. When he looked up, the bright searchlights of a Cuban police helicopter flooded him with light.
In no time, a swarm of police cars arrived, surrounding both Kwon Taekjoo and the armored vehicle, now to little more than steel debris. Dozens of laser sights focused on Kwon Taekjoo, painting his figure in red.
"Dont move!"
"Hands in the air!"
"Haa… today's not my lucky day…"
Kwon Taekjoo obediently lowers his weapon and tossesd aside the rifle he had been carrying. As he raise his arms, he subtly tore off a small device from his clothes, holding in his hand.
The armed special forces unit cautiously advanced toward him. Kwon Taekjoo knew this was his last chance to escape before being completely cornered.
As he waited for them to get closer, he carefully shifted the small bomb in his hand. If things went wrong, Kwon Taekjoo could easily get injured and trigger a panic- fueled shootout with the officer.
But it was the only card he could play at the moment.
"Don't move! Don't move!"
"Turn around !"
The special forces unit was nearly upon him when the hum of more helicopters blades resonated above. Everyone on the scene, Including Kwon Taekjoo, looked up at the sky.
The police helicopter's. At first glance Kwon Taekjoo could tell it wasn't a military unit. Its fuselage was so dark that it was barely distinguishable in the dim lights. No identifying symptoms or emblems were visible.
The officers exchanged nervous glances as the helicopter approached with an ominous intent.
Their confused whisper quickly turned into shouts of terror. The police helicopter had been warning the newcomer to stay away when, without warning, the rebel helicopter shot it down.
Black clouds of Smoke billowed from he failing aircraft as parachutes deployed from the rogue helicopter. The Cuban police and special forces were thrown into chaos by the sudden attack, scrambling to regain control and fight back.
But before they could even react, an unknown grenade exploded above them.
Blinded by the flash, everyone present cried out in shock. The bright white light overwhelmed their vision, making it impossible to tell front from back. No matter how much they blinked or rubbed their eyes, they couldn't see a thing.
Meanwhile, the sound of the helicopter blades grew louder and louder. The powerful gusts of wind whipped violently through everyone's hair and clothing, making it almost impossible to stay on their feet.
"Ah… what the hell..?"
Kwon Taekjoo, too was struggling against the fierce wind and building light when, suddenly, a long rope ladder descended from the helicopter.
A large figure swung down toward him. Kwon Taekjoo tried to defend himself, but a familiar scent overwhelmed his senses.
When he looked up in disbelief, a strong arm wrapped around his waist. His body instantly recognized the touch..
"…Zhenya?"
He muttered in confusion.
The man in front of him let out a low, familiar chuckle… a laugh he knew all too well.
"Taekjoo. Did you have fun causing trouble?"
Even in the midst of all chaos, Kwon Taekjoo unmistakably recognized that distinctive voice.
"its time to go home now."
How on earth had he found him? For someone diplomatic ties, Zhenya seemed all too eager to attack security forces in a foreign country.
"crazy bastard,"
Kwon Taekjoo sighed as he tightened his grip around Zhenya's neck.
Zhenya's arm only squeezed his back tighter in response. Just a moment ago, Kwon Taekjoo had been on the verge of losing his mind, But Zhenya's touch was all it took to calm his nerves.
The rope automatically began to coil upward again, effortlessly lifting them both into the helicopter.
The police fired at them belatedly, but the helicopter quickly ascended beyond their reach..
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End of chapter.