Blocked in front, pursued from behind, and soon to be under attack from aircraft looming in the sky, with nowhere to hide or take cover—this was looking like the end.
Having quickly reviewed the imminent situation in his mind, Gao Yang immediately concluded that they could no longer continue forward. The aircraft would arrive in an instant, and it was impossible for the convoy to hide from an aerial assault.
Nate's complexion finally changed. No matter how formidable the Angel Mercenary Corps was, they were still human, not Superman with his underwear worn outside. Outnumbered and with the element of surprise lost, moving forward was akin to seeking death. Even if they could forcibly break through the blockade, how many would survive was uncertain.
"Stop the vehicles, turn around, head back!"
In the urgency of the moment, Gao Yang shouted the command.
Nate demanded gravely, "Give me a reason!"