Inside the bus, Olivia and the rest were peeking behind their seats at the two soldiers, finishing a mag after another at the dark Jeep behind them.
However, it seemed like the assailants in the dark Jeep weren't interested in firing back at them, as they merely kept chasing after the bus, leaving a fixed distance.
Meanwhile, at the far right of the highway, further from the bus, the armored army Jeep was still trading gunfire with the other dark Jeep.
So far, it looked like the battle was in their favor as the assailants were having difficulty firing their guns from the window. They were completely pressured into defending.
"Try to aim at their tires!" Charles shouted while having his head slightly outside of the window, trying his best to hit the tires.
Cluck! Cluck!...
A shower of bullets, landing next to his window forced him into pulling his head back inside the car.
