Chapter 36: Burning Heaven -5

The Jeep, which was running wildly, suddenly stalled. The car, which had been like a wild horse just now, lost power. After sliding for a distance, the tires got stuck on a rock and stopped.

What's wrong? "The middle-aged man in the back seat anxiously jumped out of the car." We're only about 12 kilometers away from Fernandes, we must not turn off the engine at this time

The driver and the two people who were protecting the car also jumped out of the car together. The driver shook his head and said, "I don't know, I hope there's no more fuel left. We didn't have time to refuel before we left

Hurry up and check! "The middle-aged man ordered," If there is really no oil left, we must trek 12 kilometers

Is there still time? "The driver asked.

Anyway, we can only gamble

The driver opened the lid of the fuel tank, leaned in to smell it, and shook his head slightly. He took a piece of newspaper from the car, twisted it into paper, and slowly inserted it into the fuel tank and pulled it out. Under the moonlight, he leaned in and carefully looked at the twisted paper.

Is there still oil? Is it a problem with the engine? "The middle-aged man's words were clearly filled with anxiety and unease, and he also leaned in to take a look.

He suddenly froze, and as he bent down, he felt something cold and hard pressing against his back. He had no doubt that it was the barrel of a handgun. He slowly stood up, half turned his head, and saw the person standing behind him, one of the two people escorting him here. And another person stood two meters away with a gun, pointing at his head from a distance.

The driver who was just checking the fuel tank stood up and quickly took his gun from the middle-aged man's clothes.

Why? "The middle-aged man's voice sounded dry.

The order from Dr. Mann, the privileged prosecutor, "the driver shook his head slightly," it's useless for you to rush now, you can only destroy yourself. I'm sorry, Mr. Balgi, if you try to escape, we will shoot you

The middle-aged man stared at him blankly, his eyes revealing a hint of despair.

The gunshots shattered the silence on the wilderness like thunder, and then countless explosive sounds joined together, as if a thunderous net had opened up in the distant valley. Four people gazed together in the direction of the gunshots, and from afar, there was a faint flash of light.

It's already started, Mr. Balji, "the driver whispered.

The colonel stood straight on the platform, and the deafening gunshots did not make him show any fear. The gunfire has approached much closer than 10 minutes ago, and the opponent is charging towards his second line of defense, which means he has lost one line of defense. The colonel is now about 1200 meters away from the second line of defense. He glanced at the microphone next to his helmet, but knew he could never use it to contact his soldiers again.

The young people always stood by the rudimentary telephone booth, holding the receiver and constantly trying to dial.

The lieutenant rushed into the station frantically, 'Too fast! Too fast! I didn't even have time to shoot!' He shouted with indescribable fear in his eyes.

Calm down! "The colonel remained calm." How is the defense line of the Third Regiment

No more! No more! It's all over! "The lieutenant shouted." They have heavy weapons! Rocket launchers, sniper rifles, individual missiles, everything we have, they have

The colonel's face changed slightly as he turned to the young man, 'What have you, L.M.A., or some other name, prepared in this city?'? "

A highly equipped armed force has captured the city's arsenal, "said the young man.

The colonel pondered for a moment and said, 'Notify the Second Regiment to prepare for the use of tear gas! Launch all of them!'

He turned to the young man and said, 'Have you also prepared gas masks for this army?'

The young man nodded and said, "Everything is available, I can only pray that they don't carry it with them

The river flows with a rushing sound, reflecting the fine moonlight.

The gunshots in the distance are becoming increasingly intense. The middle-aged man's hands were tied behind him, sitting in the back seat of the Jeep, with the driver pointing a handgun at his temple on the side. The middle-aged man remained silent and motionless, as if he had lost consciousness.

The wind blows waves of cold, and the dense weeds on the wilderness sway in waves. Two guards armed with guns stood guard not far from the Jeep, gazing out at the flickering flames in the distance.

How long has it been since then? "One of them asked.

About 45 minutes, "the other person looked at their watch.

Can the French military solve the problem

It's hard to say

The two of them fell silent.

The first person suddenly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man on the Jeep in the distance. "Even so, he can't avoid internal questioning, can he

That's the matter of the Supreme Committee, "said the second person.

He suddenly turned his head and said, 'There's a sound!' Then he suddenly leaned against his companion's back. At the same time, his companion scanned the arc of the pistol and aimed around, searching for the target. The brightness here is not high, but well-trained people can aim at the target with the help of moonlight. The surroundings were quiet, with only distant gunshots, the sound of the wind blowing through the weeds, and the rushing sound of flowing water.

Is it a snake? Or a wild mouse or something? "The first person lowered their voice," It's like something is passing through the grass

This is an uninhabited area affected by a hydrogen bomb explosion, with no animals, only grass! "The second person's voice was stern and low.

The driver guarding the middle-aged man in the distance also realized the danger from his companion's actions. He pulled the bolt and loaded it, his muscles tensed up, and he was about to explode.

But there were still no suspicious targets appearing. The view here was wide and everything could not be hidden, and all that could be seen was the undulating wasteland. The middle-aged man on the Jeep suddenly lifted his head and nervously looked around.

Let's get closer to the car! "Whispered a guard.

Okay

The two of them were leaning against each other, moving slowly as if glued together, stepping step by step on the soft grass. One of them suddenly felt something strange under his feet. He felt like he wasn't stepping on the ground, and without hesitation, he wanted to jump up. However, there was intense pain in his feet, and he couldn't help but hoarse and shout loudly. He looked down and was shocked to see a black military dagger pierce his foot! There was a hand supporting his foot, and he had just stepped on this thin and pale hand! The shadow suddenly jumped up from the grass like a cheetah, thin yet agile, with movements so fast that even the eyes couldn't catch it. Only his thin and immature body can hide in the long grass, quietly approaching the guards' feet like a snake pressing against the ground. He stepped on the dagger with one foot, nailed the guard's foot to the ground, and then flew up and kicked another person's Adam's apple with the other foot, which easily broke the guard's throat bone. The shadow continued to move forward, wrapped its arms around the guard's neck and twisted it hard, ending his life. The gunshots rang out, and the security guard who had been stabbed in the back of his foot continued to fire at the nearby target. However, it was already too late. Shadow, short in stature, pulled out a dagger, lifted it up, and cut off the guard's throat.

Before the two bodies could fall, shadows were already sprinting towards Jeep like lightning. He lowered his body and made a hissing sound from his throat. The driver faced him and seemed to feel that those eyes were shining with non-human light in the night.

The driver fired continuously, holding an Uzi combat handgun that could fire eight hundred rounds in one minute. The dense trajectory laid a net in the air, and the bullets splattered sparks from the starting point on the rocks. However, the speed of the black shadow was too fast, and he seemed to be able to predict the direction of the bullets. Instead, he took a twisted path forward, and the bullets often grazed within a distance of only a dozen centimeters from him.

The driver felt like his heart was about to crack, but he forced himself to remain calm. He was an elite soldier who understood that as long as a bullet hit the target, the current predicament could be ended, and the enemy was still about 20 meters away from him.

He stopped, squinted his eyes and stared at the approaching shadow, then suddenly raised his hand and shot! This time he had switched the shooting mode to single shot, with only one bullet exiting the chamber, but the shadow fell down with a loud sound and rolled to the side, pressing against his shoulder. The driver breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he had won. He had adopted the correct tactics, and the reason why the enemy was able to dodge his bullets before was based on the continuous trajectory changes during his strafing. When he stopped shooting, the next bullet's path was unpredictable.

The driver took a step forward, ready to shoot again, he didn't want to give the other party any chance to resist.

The middle-aged man who had been sitting in the back seat of the Jeep suddenly jumped up, still agile like a young man. He hit the driver's chin with his knee in the air, and this heavy blow was enough to knock off most of the driver's teeth.

The driver fell to the ground crookedly, unconscious from the sudden heavy blow.

The middle-aged man landed, not eager to untie his arms, but widened his eyes and shouted loudly at the black figure, "Who is it? Who is it

The shadow pressed against the injured shoulder and struggled to stand up. He lowered his head, bent down and gasped heavily, like a wounded wolf facing its prey grabbing opponent. The two of them faced each other for a short moment, and suddenly the shadow exerted force, thrusting forward again and taking the driver lying on the ground.

No! "The middle-aged man roared.

It's already too late. The shadow hit successfully and immediately retreated. The driver's throat was gushing with a gushing stream of blood, which could no longer be treated. The wound came from a very short knife in Black Shadow's hand, so short that it could be covered by his hand. With this pocket knife with a blade only a few inches long, Black Shadow's stab was so fierce that it made people shiver. The entire knife penetrated the driver's throat and was pulled out from behind his neck, leaving a huge wound that pierced through!

Is that you? "The middle-aged man's voice trembled." Why did you kill him? He has lost his combat effectiveness

Black Shadow still bent down, breathing heavily, holding the extremely short knife in his hand, with blood slowly dripping from the blade.

Are you crazy? "The middle-aged man shouted." They think you're killing machines, but you're not! Put down the knife! Put it down

Black Shadow shook his head, his voice hoarse and twisted. 'If I don't kill them, they'll kill us in turn! Why did you come here, Father? Why did you come? Did you come to kill us like them?'

The middle-aged man took a step back and said, 'No!'

So you're here to save us? "The voice of the dark figure was filled with sadness and despair, as if howling in pain." Do you dare to say you're here to save us? Why did it end up like this? This is a conspiracy! We were born with a conspiracy! Because we're incomplete! Are we

The middle-aged man took another step back, his footsteps unsteady and powerless. 'It's not like that... this is not the original plan...'

But there's no way back! They want to forcefully attack the train station and escape! They opened the arsenal! By 6am, we can only slaughter at will! I don't want to kill, I don't want to! "The voice of the shadow was filled with tears." So I said we could take the waterway, we could escape along the river, but they didn't believe me

He let out a whimpering sound from his throat and twisted his body in pain, "You're waiting here, you're waiting here to kill us! Is that right, father? You know this road, you once brought me here to paddle a boat

The two of them looked at each other, and the moonlight shone on the face of the dark figure, which was a child's face, but fierce and desperate.

No, "the middle-aged man shook his head and took a step forward.

Why is that? Why

Ian! Ian! Open your eyes and look at me like this! Am I here to kill you like this? "The middle-aged man roared," I'm here to save you! I'm your father

The child stared at him blankly, stepping back step by step. His expression remained alert, but when he saw the restraints on the middle-aged man's body, the fierceness in his eyes began to fade away.

We're no longer useful, are we? "His voice was tinged with tears." So we're going to die, is that it

No! "The middle-aged man shook his head with all his strength." Who said that to you? I never knew there was such a plan, and I never thought my students were useless

We are useful because we are experimental subjects! "The child burst into tears." We are not complete! We are just experimental subjects

No one is a test subject! "The middle-aged man continued to approach," You are a person! Ian! You are a person! People are not test subjects

The child looked at him blankly, shook his head, and his hand holding the knife trembled. "Don't come over! You... don't come over! Don't force me

I'm here... "The middle-aged man's words abruptly ended here.

The bullet pierced his shoulder, like a hot soldering iron. He stumbled forward and fell to the ground, landing at the child's feet. The guard with his throat cut in the distance used his last strength to hold a handgun, aiming at the child and trying to shoot another bullet, but his life had come to an end and his hand finally fell weakly.

The child paused for a moment and was about to pounce with the knife. But his ankle was forcefully grasped by someone. The child looked at his feet and the middle-aged man lifted his head forcefully, "Ian... stop killing people

The two pairs of eyes were so close that the child's pitch black eyes were filled with confusion.

They are also humans, just like you, Ian. God never taught you to conquer a land, God has promised you a land. "The middle-aged man tried to keep his voice calm." Let's go! Let's go! Remember what I told you

His breathing became rapid due to his serious injury. "Didn't I command you? Be strong and courageous, do not fear or be alarmed; for wherever you go, the Lord your God will be with you

This sentence seemed to carry a tremendous force, and the child took a step back unsteadily, sitting on the ground.

The middle-aged man climbed over and gently stroked his head with his hand. He struggled to pull out a small blue medicine bottle from his pants pocket with his bound hand and threw it at the child's feet. The child looked at the medicine bottle with an incredulous expression, slowly reaching out his hand and tightly grasping the bottle.

With this, there's no need to be afraid. You won't lose your vitality at 6am. Crossing this wilderness, you can always find a way to escape... "The middle-aged man gasped and reached out to caress his messy black hair." Go ahead, child, don't look back

The child still sat there in a daze, looking at the shining place in the distance with confused eyes.

Go ahead! Ian! "The middle-aged man suddenly roared," There's always a way

The child woke up in horror and saw the middle-aged man's pupils shining like they were on fire. He stood up, stepped back step by step, and suddenly turned around and ran wildly. Before entering the darkness, he turned around and met the middle-aged man for the last time, who nodded slightly.

The child rushed into the river like a wild beast and was carried away by the flowing water. The middle-aged man lay exhausted on the ground.