[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

(130) Heart report C

Then, summon up the greatest courage.

Perhaps because of having a companion, the sense of fear in the body gradually dissipated, as if the whole body had broken free from the shackles.

We climbed along the rusted iron ladder on the wall of the tunnel to a small assembly room in the factory. Perhaps fear is the factor that consumes the fastest energy. Coupled with the heavy protective clothing, I was exhausted on the ground when I left the tunnel.

Before I could move, Shen Yixing quickly helped me take off the thick outer layer, and finally pulled out my helmet.

He was afraid that I would struggle, so he gestured to indicate that there was no poisonous gas here, so he could rest assured.

I felt as if I was reborn. After resting for a while, I said softly: What if this is not a drill, are you sure?

He was about to light a cigarette again, I was a little annoyed, I grabbed the lighter he took out, and growled: You are crazy, this is a chemical factory, and there are bombs, are you crazy?

Maybe I didn't control the volume properly, and before I finished shouting, I heard slight footsteps coming towards this side.

He pushed me against the corner of the wall, a figure with a gun flashed by two windows, Shen Yixing made a gesture, and slowly created a dead corner from the left to the other side, and I slowly retracted my legs and pressed my body to the other side. Behind the locked door.

It may have been in disrepair for a long time. Before I touched the door leaf, the iron door suddenly fell straight in.

Before the smoke and dust rose, my heart was already broken. The "thugs" outside, or the dead old A, would rush in immediately, but Shen Yixing threw the gun behind him and jumped out of the window.

I knew that it was time to fight for my life, but my feet felt like I had stepped on cotton, and when I stepped on it, I fell down on the door of the assembly room.

Turning his head, he saw Shen Yixing fighting to the death with a big man wearing a mask, and the broken communicators were scattered on the ground.

I'm finally sure, it's a drill.But even if it was an exercise, seeing the fight between the two in front of him, I felt it was a dream.

The movements of the "gangster" were clean and neat, and they were more ruthless than those demonstration instructors in the usual times. Shen Yixing could only keep parrying, his face and body were covered with scars.

These simple and practical but deadly moves are impossible for ordinary gangsters to be so proficient. While locking his throat, his left knee quickly pushes up to suppress the enemy's lower body. The strength alone has already made Shen Yixing kneel on the ground and restrain the opponent with his left hand With your upper elbows, your head sticks out towards the hanging railing.

I felt the blood rushing to the top of my head, I suddenly got up, and rushed towards the direction where the two were fighting——

Then—I don’t know how many floors away, the three of them fell straight to the gap of the next staircase——

I grabbed the left leg of the "gangster" in mid-air, and Shen Yixing was below when it landed, but I obviously heard a different scream.

I fell on the top, heard the sound, and didn't forget to hold down the opponent below, but a hand grabbed me suddenly, and I was about to hold back when I heard Shen Yixing's voice shouting: "Who is on the top, I will hurry up!" I can't breathe.

I hurriedly turned over and pulled out Shen Yixing who was at the bottom. The two of them were still pressing down on the "masked gangster". I pulled off his mask and was stunned.

It was the black-faced god instructor, Qi Huan, with a terrifying expression and grinning teeth. I pulled a rag to cover his mouth, and looked at my companion strangely.

Even though I fell from two floors, No. 39 and I are no match for this guy, he really can't seem to move.

Then, Shen Yixing suddenly pushed me, that dead old A completely lost control, but he still didn't move, I felt sticky on my hands, and wanted to tear off the tactical gloves, but when I saw it, I was shocked, Where did the blood come from?

I hurriedly lowered my head to check my body to make sure there was no wound, then looked up at No. 39, he also looked at me, and then, the eyes of the two people stopped on Qi Huan's leg in unison—a steel bar thicker than a finger was right. It was inserted three centimeters from the black-faced instructor's calf.

Even so, before I could react, Shen Yixing quickly removed all the weapons on Qi Huan's body, tied his hands, gagged his mouth, lifted a large piece of canvas next to him to cover it, and pulled me to a corner. Lurking quietly for a while.

Only now did I have time to look around. We fell into a temporary cargo storage point behind the assembly room, but there was nothing to lay the ground on where we landed. It was a section of dilapidated and collapsed wall. Old A's calf, thinking about it makes people feel scared.

After waiting for a long time, we moved a little and confirmed that there was no danger. I asked: What should we do now?

Shen Yixing's attention was on that dead old man A, he crawled over almost silently, uncovered a large piece of worn canvas, and checked Qi Huan's injuries.

You come back, crazy.I opened my mouth and didn't dare to shout loudly, his move was too dangerous.