In another part of the island, gunfire echoed across the area, muffling even the loud screeches of tires grinding against the main road.
BOOM!
"What the—" Jonathan clasped his side, gripping the handle in the backseat, his teeth clenched as the vehicle he was in drifted.
When the vehicle regained stability, Jonathan slammed his side against the door. Another yelp escaped him, and he nearly bit his tongue as pain piled up in his body.
"The hell is—" Jonathan stopped, his eyes widening as he glanced back, catching sight of a chopper exploding not far from them. His breath hitched, and for a brief moment, the stabbing pain in his stomach was forgotten.
Another loud explosion followed as the burning chopper erupted once more. Despite their distance, Jonathan could almost feel the heat and impact of the crash. Deep lines appeared between his brows as he wondered who would be crazy enough to crash a chopper and block the entire road.
