Kruger was soaked to the skin with sweat. He knew the speed at which he was driving would alert the security men ahead that he was possibly a security threat. They would thus block the barrier and get ready to shoot before he gets to even the first one.
Quickly, he searched for what to do next. He was a quick thinker. Ahead, he saw a military armoured vehicle move to the middle of the barrier and stopped. Its guns turned to point directly at him. As he had guessed, they were blocking his path. Behind, he could see Lt. Clottey, now a tiny figure in the horizon, still running after him clutchin