Chapter 315 A Gun Fight (Part One)


    It was all too intense for Molly. For a while, she felt like her heart would just stop beating.


    She needed to survive this moment and she needed to keep holding out hope.


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    Molly gritted her teeth as she focused, her hands clutched tightly on the steering wheel. This was the


    point of no return - whatever move she made could lead to her death and this was not the time to lose


    focus and control of the car. She gulped when she heard a loud mechanical cranking sound beside her.


    Sweat was dripping from her forehead and her throat was constricted.


    Brian was holding the gun as steadily as he could, his gaze focusing on the car tailing them. In his


    mind, he was calcting car speed, wind speed, and even the resistance power of the shield ss.


    The tension soar through the roof. He squinted his eyes aiming for the perfect target. Bang! A bullet


    shot through the car''s windshield. It was so strong that the windshield had cracked as soon as the


    bullet had made contact.


    Molly''s heart was beating so quickly she felt as if it was going to jump out of her trembling body any


    minute now. For a while, she was so scared for her life that she had almost forgotten how to breathe.


    She closed her eyes, unable to deal with the fear and anxiety yet keeping her hands gripped on the


    steering wheel.


    "You just have to keep doing what you''re doing. Leave the rest to me, okay?" His voice was deep and


    certain. She nodded obediently. Bang! The sound filled her ears - it was a deafeningly loud thud. The


    second bullet had been fired.


    Brian''s hand was steady as a rock and his face the vision of focus. He was aiming directly for the car.


    Another bullet was fired through the windshield. Molly''s heart was still beating rapidly. So many things


    were happening all at once.


    With great momentum and force, the car skidded to the side.


    The tires screeching broke the night''s silence. Molly''s heart skipped a beat, she was in shock. As


    horrified as she was at what was happening, she could still clearly see the sparkle in the driver''s eyes -


    a sparkle that could only mean determination. There was an evil smile on his face that scared her, she


    quickly turned her head away. She was gasping for air now petrified at what the driver was trying to do:


    kill them in cold blood.


    Howard''s face was cold as a rock. He held tightly onto the steering wheel, trying to remain calm. As the


    car skid out of bnce, he found it difficult to control the car. He was having a hard time focusing on


    what he was supposed to do with everyone on the line.


    "Howard, we''ll never locate the target. We need a clear shot of the sniper or we won''t be able to do any


    damage!" One of the men slid down from the roof and shouted at him. He had been maintaining a good


    sight of the car that was ahead of them all this time.


    Howard had a pretty good grasp of the situation. He was wearing a pair of long-distance night vision


    goggles so he could see that it was Molly who was driving. Brian hadn''t made a move since the second


    shot. He was sitting still in the car with his gun positioned close to his chest. He raised his head to see


    where they were headed. It was a straight, wide road leading up to a hill. Chalets and vis had been


    built in this area by the rich as their recreation and vacation spots. And the road they were on was built


    for private usage by the owners. The road is narrowly curved at the start and bes wide and


    straight as it ascends. This makes it difficult to make a clear shot but as long as Molly held on to the


    steering wheel, Brian could take them one by one.


    "Attention, all units! Shift focus on Molly, we must shoot and injure her!" Howard cleared his throat


    before shouting the order to his men.


    "Yes, sir!"


    The man responded and climbed back to the roof with his sniper rifle. He ryed themand to his


    partner who nodded. No words were exchanged just nces as they simultaneously repositioned their


    guns to now aim at Molly.


    Brian pursed his lips as he looked at the side mirror. He noticed the change in position of the men at


    the car roof right away. If everything went ording to his n, there would be an alley about three


    kilometers down the road - Brian was specific like that, nothing could go past him unnoticed. When


    Brian saw that the sniper rifles were now aimed at Molly, he turned towards her and said calmly and


    slowly,"Mol, no matter what happens, just continue what you''re doing. Don''t panic, okay? I have it all


    under control. But be careful okay. If the slightest movement from you goes wrong, we won''t make it


    out of here unscathed. Now we just have to do our best to survive."


    He managed to keep his voice serious keeping the mischief at bay. Molly''s eyes widened as she


    tightened her grip on the steering wheel. She turned to his direction. Brian was so focused while here


    she was, terrified to death. At that exact moment, Brian turned to look at her and gave her a reassuring


    smile. This calmed Molly''s heart. With just one look, he was able to calm her down. Molly was no


    longer gripped with fear. She took a deep breath and nodded back to reassure him too. Focusing on


    her hands on the steering wheel, Molly emptied her mind and focused on maintaining control of the car,


    no matter what happens.