A tour bus slowly pulled out of Jerusalem and headed north along the highway.
The coordinates for Tel Aviv were in the northwest direction of Jerusalem, not too far away. With a faster pace, they could reach it in a couple of hours.
At the wheel of the bus was, of course, Roddy.
In his hands, he held an assault rifle, complete with an attached grenade launcher, the 40mm kind.
Roddy sat right next to the driver's seat of the bus, leaning against the railing inside the door, with a canvas bag on the floor containing a bag of grenades.
A cigar dangled from his mouth, and his sharp eyes coldly scanned the road ahead.
Inside the cabin, Will and Soo Soo sat in the middle seats. Will seemed somewhat reserved, occasionally glancing at Soo Soo beside him. It was evident that Will had a fondness for Soo Soo, but he seemed hesitant to strike up a conversation.
