Markus followed, moving through into the garage, as he swept the rear, looking at the McLaren P1, smirking as he put his own visor up.
"Outrun, maybe. I'll take pleasure if we don't. Remember our exfil. Up in the mountains, we'll need to lose the chopper one way or another. Besides, this piece of British engineering may not be that Germanic beauty, but it's fast." He said, looking over as he opened the door of the P1, bunging himself in as he saw the chopper rumble past, coming into perhaps insert the QRF force. The garage door opened as Markus hit a switch on the dash, opening the garage doors up as he turned the ignition on, getting a feel for the clutch and accelerator, as he bunged it into first, the launch control throwing the P1 forwards, the blue colored Mclaren hitting 40 within a second and a half, on the gravel driveway. Bullets flew past, as Markus kept the lead, rushing through the plywood gate, brushing the bonnet but a needed scenario, as he heard a voice crackle over his ear.
"This is Raven, how copy Jupiter Team? We got your intel, over." He heard the radio buzz in his ear, as the P1 roared down the tarmac road, the stormy Caspian on the right as they headed north, along the private tarmac road, past a coniferous forest. It was almost like Northern California, albeit a little scaled back in the redwoods and cliffline.
"This is Jupiter, I understand. We're moving to Alternative Extraction plan, we've got a problem. This guy has a QRF, and it's fucking on us- we'll be able to outrun it." He replied, shifting up as the car bunged forwards to almost 140mph, the car sticking like glue as he took it around a sharp left hander, the helicopter flying past on the right as he roared it back onto a public road, turning hard at a junction and swerving past a truck of sorts.
"How can you outrun a helicopter? I'll leave that to you, Jupiter. Over and out." He heard, as he shook his head, smirking as he got it back to speed, the small coastal tunnel doing no favors to conceal the fact that the Panther was flying on their flank.
"This...is how you outrun a helicopter." Markus said, smirking as suddenly bullets flew, smashing into the tunnel's side, the partly-exposed tunnel structure taking 7.62 rounds from a mounted FN MAG on the helicopter, which did almost sent rounds into the car, as he swerved left, into the opposite lane, braking hard as the tunnel ended to take a sharp left uphill. The windy route was a tricky one to negotiate, but a joy in the car, jumping from speed to speed, as the helicopter took a new approach, Markus turning hard left around a hairpin as dust was kicked up from the side of the road, Markus just hoping that the helicopter would back off after they got on the straight and narrow, or into a deeper tunnel.