I'm a spy in the film

The three helicopters were like the god of death hanging over everyone's head, casting the shadow of death from the sky. After carelessly sweeping away a few small insects that rushed towards them with unknown intentions, the two crossed ammunition belts continued to sweep forward. Everyone looked in despair at little Hamilton and his driver in the first car, who had not yet had time to escape. They knew that this car and the people in it were doomed.

At this moment, accompanied by a dull gunshot, a tongue of fire suddenly changed its direction. Bullets hit the concrete ground, lifted up pieces of soil, and swept in another direction. Then the second tongue of fire quickly changed direction, and bullets flew randomly.

At the same time, the three helicopters were shaking in an attempt to increase their altitude, which greatly reduced the stability of the two ammunition chains. The trajectory of the bullets was no longer easy to control, and they flew around with the ricochets. The experienced agents were so scared that they lay on the ground behind the bridge pier with their heads in their hands, fearing that they would be hit by a bullet due to bad luck.

Although they didn't know the situation, the confused wealthy people were forced to lie on the ground obediently by their loyal bodyguards, not daring to move or even look up. No one cared why this happened.

But soon.

"boom"

In the sky, a helicopter that was spewing flames exploded into a huge fireball, and the fragments immediately scattered in all directions like flowers from the sky.

Then, "boom", it was the second helicopter, which also followed the same fate as its predecessor. Only the helicopter that was a little further back and had not displayed its weapons climbed the fastest. In the blink of an eye, it climbed above the bridge deck and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"What happened? Why did the helicopter explode?"

The people lying on the ground were still in shock. They raised their heads and looked around for the cause of the sudden change, until their eyes fell on Bourne, who was lying on the roof of the car with smoke still emitting from the muzzle of the Barrett in his hand. Then they suddenly realized: It was this killer again who took out the two helicopters. Now it was understandable.

"Everyone, get in the car, hurry, let's get out of here!"

Captain Norton, who had just gotten up from the ground, did not even bother to brush off the dust on his body, and hurriedly asked everyone to get in the car. Judging from his ugly expression and the walkie-talkie in his hand, it seemed that he had received some bad information again.

"Boss, what happened again?" A team member with good eyesight came over and asked.

"According to the headquarters, the escaped killer has gathered some people to catch up with us." Captain Norton's words made all the remaining team members look unhappy. They didn't expect that the witness protection mission, which was originally thought to be easy, would turn out to be like this, but no one thought of abandoning those "baits" and escaping first.

"There's another helicopter. Let's go under the bridge. Bourne," Captain Norton turned his head with a serious look, "You're the best shooter. Your car is at the end this time. Is that okay?"

"No problem. Let Zhao drive and I'll block the vehicle." Bourne said calmly.

Captain Norton nodded and said to the only female member of the team, "Siona, take the lead! Drive like you're going full speed! Don't stop!"

"Don't worry, Captain. Have you forgotten that I used to drive an armored vehicle in the Marine Corps?" Siona is a big black woman. She is the team's expert in psychological analysis. Bourne couldn't help but look at her a few more times because he didn't expect her to have such an experience.

Noticing Bourne's curious look, Siona walked straight over and slapped Bourne on the shoulder, as if she had slapped him on a concrete platform. Not only did the other person not move at all, but her hand was hurt by the shock.

"Hahaha, I like you, Bourne. Come to my house someday and I'll introduce my best sisters to you. They're all beautiful!"

Everyone quickly got back into the car, and soon the convoy was back on the road and drove away quickly. As for the mess here, let the local police deal with it. The most important thing for them now was to escape.

According to Captain Norton's arrangement, Siona's car led the way and John Zhao drove at the end. This time they only needed to follow the main road to return to Queens before the possible third wave of killers arrived.

"As long as we enter Queens, we will be safe. The police force there is not comparable to that here. No matter how bold the enemy is, they dare not violate the agreement and kill people in the city. So, speed, speed, speed!"

Captain Norton's voice came from the intercom. Everyone in the convoy listened quietly in silence, except the driver who stepped hard on the accelerator.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask, don't hold it in."

Bourne glanced at John Zhao, who was nervous and hesitant, and leaned the last APC-9 against the console. With this one, besides the Barrett he had used earlier, there were four loaded assault rifles at Bourne's feet.

"Bourne, thank you for saving me. If I can get back safely this time, I will definitely treat you to a meal. If you don't mind, I would also like to bring my girlfriend with me. We originally wanted to get married next year, but after thinking about it, I decided to just go back..."

"Wait." Bourne raised his hand to interrupt John Zhao's endless self-narration, "Don't raise a flag in front of me, it's unlucky!"

"You still know and believe this?" John Zhao turned his head and looked at Bourne in surprise.

"I like Chinese culture. I can speak Chinese." Bourne leaned back in his chair, ready to show off, and said in fluent Chinese: "Hello, good luck, go home and eat chicken!"

"You are amazing. Although I don't understand what you say, I feel that you are speaking the Chinese language, very authentic." John Zhao looked at Bourne with envy. He is skilled in martial arts and smart in brain. He has made a great contribution this time. He will probably be promoted soon.

"What? You don't speak Chinese?" Bourne opened his eyes in surprise and looked at John Zhao.

"Of course, my parents are from H country, but they came to New York before I was born, so now I can only speak a little Korean! Chinese is the most difficult language to learn, I don't know it!"

Damn, he’s actually a Korean. I thought he was from the same hometown. What a liar who deceived my feelings!

Bourne turned his head away in annoyance, but saw in the rearview mirror that several cars with obviously faster speeds were speeding towards them.

"Attention, we have guests, everyone stay alert."

Bourne yelled into the intercom, picked up an AK47, and used the butt of the gun to smash a hole in the junction of the windshield and the window in front of the co-pilot. Then he pried it a few more times and tore a hole open that was big enough for him.

"I'll get out and stop them from behind. Please help me change the gun later!"

Bourne sat on the driver's seat, one foot on the door, the other foot wrapped around the seat belt twice, and half of his body leaning out of the car.

He took out a used AR15, one of the guns he was most familiar with and most comfortable with, placed it on the roof of the car, and aimed at the suspicious vehicle coming from behind.

The cars coming from behind also saw Bourne with half of his body sticking out, but they continued to accelerate without any concealment and continued to chase this side. When there were still four or five car spaces away, the pursuing cars suddenly split into two columns, trying to bypass Bourne's car and outflank it from both sides. After all, the opponent's goal was to kill the target and get the bounty, not to confront Bourne's escort car head-on.

"Very good, separate yourselves to avoid affecting others. I invite everyone present to watch the fireworks."

Bourne looked at the cars that were overtaking him from both sides of the road with ill intentions and smiled coldly.

"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."

Bourne fired several shots at several suspect cars. If ordinary people were in a hurry, they would have braked in fear when they encountered such a deterrent shooting. However, these cars not only did not slow down, but increased their speed. At the same time, armed men with guns leaned out of the rolled down windows...

"Hahaha!"

In the howling wind, Bourne burst into wild laughter. I just used a little trick and you were exposed. I can finally go on a killing spree again. This talent of "madness" is really good. I'm so excited.

"Da-da-da. Boom!"

"Da da da, boom!"

"Da da da, boom!"