"Wang Ye, don't fire at will; they're a multinational force! Besides, these pilgrims have only been bewitched by the Pseudo-God, God knows if they've been transformed—a dead one is a dead one," Leng Kai said as he drove.
"We'll see what their attitude toward us is," Wang Ye responded.
Wang Mingxue assembled her rifle but didn't have time to calibrate the 6x scope. She could only make do with the iron sights for now, put on her cap, set the safety, and laid her hand on her pistol holster.
The military vehicles were quickly catching up to them, and moreover, the leading truck deliberately slowed down a beat, grazing the rear of their pickup.
Leng Kai knew they were going to use tactical movements to force them to stop, so he said, "Take out the documents; I'm going to slow down."
"You'd better know what you're doing," Wang Mingxue remarked.