Chapter 7 Attack

It was very refreshing to say just now, but when Charlotte thought about being exposed to the sniper's scope, her heart almost stopped beating. She didn't want her head to explode like a watermelon in the sniper's scope! Just thinking about it made Charlotte so scared that she wanted to cry.

Suwan was not joking. Seeing Charlotte dawdling, he gestured to her impatiently. Charlotte didn't understand, but she knew that Suwan was urging her.

"No problem, of course you can," Charlotte took a few deep breaths to give herself confidence, then made up her mind, suddenly stood up, raised her gun and pointed it at the opposite side. She didn't know where the sniper was, so she could only point the gun in a random direction. Her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the gun steadily, let alone aiming and pulling the trigger. Her whole body was exposed to the shooting range of the sniper rifle. She also knew what she would face, and she was really about to cry.

She is just an ordinary person. Although she is a genius, her psychological endurance cannot be compared with Suwan.

Even the sniper found it ridiculous. He aimed at Charlotte's head and was about to pull the trigger when a black shadow suddenly flashed in the sniper scope.

Suwan shot up from the other window.

He forgot that there were clearly two people there just now.

The next second, the sniper was shot in the head and rolled down from the third floor with his gun.

Charlotte almost collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion. It took her a few seconds to regain consciousness. She saw Suwan standing in front of the building where the potion was. She quickly climbed out of the window and stumbled towards her.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte asked exhaustedly.

"The potion is gone," Suwan's face was serious.

There were only a few bodies of al-Qaeda members in white coats on the ground, but the safe was gone. It was taken away by al-Qaeda members when Suwan and Charlotte were dodging sniper fire.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise above their heads. The two men looked up and saw a helicopter on the roof starting its engine.

The safe must be on the plane.

Suwan cursed and ran to pick up the sniper rifle that fell from the third floor. The bipod of the sniper rifle was broken, but Suwan couldn't use it. Fortunately, the sniper rifle was not so delicate and it was not broken by just a fall. Suwan picked up the sniper rifle, held the gun body with one hand, and aimed the sniper rifle at the plane on the roof.

Charlotte held her pistol and looked around nervously, providing a kind of dispensable cover for Suwan.

Suwan squinted her eyes and looked at the plane through the sniper scope. Everything in the sniper scope was magnified. Suwan immediately found the target and aimed the crosshairs at the pilot when the plane flew into the sky. Then she pulled the trigger at the most appropriate time. The recoil of this sniper rifle was quite strong, and the butt of the rifle hit the bruise on Suwan's shoulder. Suwan grimaced in pain, but her hands were steady. She aimed the sniper rifle at the propeller of the helicopter and fired another shot.

The helicopter in the sky lost control and fell rapidly. With Suwan's shot, it exploded in mid-air with a loud bang.

The moment the explosion caused the air to expand, the safe in the plane that was labeled as dangerous goods was also blown to pieces. The alarm of the safe that was opened abnormally sounded, but only half of the sound. Before the people on the ground could hear it, the alarm shattered, and the neatly arranged blue test tubes inside exploded one after another. The blue liquid inside scattered with the wreckage of the plane, and then the blue liquid evaporated and dissipated into the air with the high temperature flames generated by the explosion of the plane.

Suwan and Charlotte on the ground watched the plane explode and thought that although the experimental results were lost, it was better than being taken away by al-Qaeda members.

The two men followed the sound of gunfire in the chaos and headed for the central teaching building. On the way, they met a small group of students who were climbing down from the top floor using the rope ladder. They gathered together. Although Charlotte was now in a state of daze, some students still recognized her and couldn't help but look at her twice.

The gunshots in the central building were getting weaker and weaker. It was obvious that the radical elements were being eliminated. The closer they walked to the building, the more trainees and instructors they met. They didn't know that Charlotte had committed a crime. Suwan was worried that he would meet a guard who would recognize Charlotte, so he stopped.

Charlotte, who was following closely, immediately stopped and looked at her in confusion.

"You should go," Suwan said to her seriously.

Charlotte knew what she meant.

"Do you know how to leave?"

Charlotte nodded: "My car is parked in the garage, so it shouldn't have been attacked..."

"Then go ahead and grab your gun."

"Aren't you coming with me?" Charlotte looked down at the gun in her hand and asked in surprise. She had subconsciously considered Suwan as her own. She had been with Suwan all the way here, and suddenly faced with separation, she felt a little at a loss.

"I'm not the one who will be executed."

Charlotte knew she was right, and said to Suwan gratefully, "Thank you for not reporting me."

"I just didn't tell on you," Suwan said.

Charlotte still felt grateful to her, nodded to her, and quickly turned and ran away.

Suwan watched her leave before turning around and joining the other students towards the center of the building.

The situation at the academy has stabilized. Most of the students have gathered in front of the central building. Angela is already there. Seeing Suwan finally show up, she breathed a sigh of relief and came over to lightly punch Suwan on the shoulder: "You didn't show up for a day, and I thought you were secretly executed."

Suwan smiled slightly. It was hard to explain what she had encountered that day. If it wasn't for a coincidence, she might have been secretly executed by now.

Just like the guards who were executed.

Angela took a look at Suwan's dusty white lab coat and returned the small miniature camera to her without asking any further questions.

"Have you read the contents?" Suwan asked.

Angela shook her head and gestured at the battlefield that had broken out early in the morning: "Not yet. What's inside? Is it related to you being taken away by the guards?"

"I don't know," Suwan said, holding the small camera in his pocket.

Angela's face turned strange: "Did you steal this?" She looked a little regretful: "Then I am an accomplice!"

Suwan carefully considered his words to comfort her: "I picked it up."

Angela was happy again and believed it happily.

But even if she picked up something, it would be someone else's, and Angela forgot this.

However, the camera now completely belongs to Suwan. At this time, no one will ask why Suwan was taken away by the guards.

The conflict started in the early morning and lasted for more than three hours. The academy suffered some losses, and the al-Qaeda elements have been basically killed. The students and guards are cleaning up the battlefield. The atmosphere is a bit solemn because there are also students from the academy lying on the ground.

The guards brought the researchers who had just been evacuated from the laboratory to join the main force. Because they took the emergency passage and were protected by the guards, none of the researchers were injured; they just looked very frightened. The civilian staff who always stayed in the laboratory were frightened by the conflict; the sound of gunfire alone scared them greatly.

Suwan's palms were swollen. She tied a piece of cloth on her palms and walked with Angela towards the body of a cadet in combat uniform. Angela looked back at the guards who were gathering the bodies for cremation and her face did not look good.

"Will this day come for us?" Angela asked.

"What?"

"Will we die too?" Angela pointed at the bodies of the students in front of her: "Like them."

"If you enter Belster Academy, you may die on the battlefield," Suwan lowered his head and sighed tiredly, "At least we are still alive."

"You're right," Angela forced a smile, "At least we're still alive. I don't want to die. I'll just not go to the battlefield. I want to be a leader..." Angela joked, trying to get rid of her depressed mood. Suddenly, she saw the corpse in front of her move.

Angela was startled. She looked at Suwan and saw that Suwan was just as surprised as she was. She excitedly called the medical staff over: "Come quickly, this person is still alive!" After that, Angela and Suwan quickly ran to the student and helped him up from the ground.

The trainee was still unconscious with his eyes closed, but his eyelids were trembling slightly. Angela and Suwan both saw it and felt that the trainee was really lucky. After all, he looked really seriously injured, with blood all over his stomach, but he still didn't die. It was simply a miracle.

Medical staff immediately ran over with a stretcher and helped the student onto the stretcher to prepare for treatment. However, Suwan saw that the student's arm had fallen from the stretcher and his nails were gray and black. This shouldn't be the case. Regardless of whether the student was alive or dead, his nails shouldn't be this color. Judging from the color on his fingertips, the student had been dead for a long time. This couldn't be right. The conflict had only lasted for three hours.

"Wait," Suwan felt something was wrong, raised his hand to stop the medical staff, walked to the front of the stretcher, put his fingers on the trainee's carotid artery, and then frowned and said to the medical staff, "He's dead."

"How could that be, Yiwei? We just saw him move, didn't we?" Angela comforted her: "Don't delay saving his life."

"Maybe it was an illusion just now," Suwan insisted, reaching out to open the student's eyelids again. Before she could move, she saw the student's eyeballs trembling very quickly under his eyelids. The medical staff also saw it clearly, "Look, he is indeed still alive," Angela grabbed her hand, "Let him go for treatment quickly."

Suwan was speechless. She and Angela took two steps back with a confused look on their faces, watching the medical staff carrying the students away. They walked towards another body with Angela. Angela was excited to find a survivor. The voices of students calling the medical staff kept ringing around, probably because they had found a survivor. This was a good thing. Angela hurried towards the body of another student to see if he was still alive. She and Suwan had not taken a few steps when they suddenly heard a scream behind them. The two turned around abruptly and saw that the student on the stretcher had sat up, looking at the medical staff carrying the stretcher with half-opened eyes. His sitting posture was very stiff, but he was so seriously injured that he should not be able to sit up.

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