They would never scatter like a swarm of bees.
Because that would only make them targets.
Under normal circumstances, that would be enough.
But this time—
Woo! Woo! Woo!
A piercing, special noise suddenly came from high above.
Hearing this sound, the faces of John and the other two changed.
When they looked up, they saw three dark figures emerge from the clouds under the night sky, and several cone-shaped objects visible to the naked eye were thrown down.
"Air raid!"
"Run!"
Brian shouted loudly.
This middle-aged father threw away the submachine gun in his hand and picked up his daughter, running towards the distance.
Bombers!
Heavy bombers at that!
The bombs inside were naturally heavy-duty!
One bomb could flatten a football field!
Damn it!
Sweat appeared on the father's forehead.
He never expected those bastards to crazily use a bomber to target Jason.
Likewise, neither John nor McCaul had expected it.
"You drive!"
McCaul shouted at Telly without looking back.
