The door of the room where Boyin and Daniel were located was constantly being smashed and destroyed by guards. The two people who were hiding behind the door and holding on with the help of sofas, bookshelves and other objects used all their strength, but they could hardly hold on.
.
"come out!"
"If you don't come out, we will die with you! See if we dare!"
"Get the fuck out of here!"
More and more fleeing intelligence bureau members came outside the door, which made the guards even more panicked. They knew that there was not much time left. If they didn't break the door and catch Boyin, they would definitely be killed by the Equality Society who was about to arrive.
Kill.
"President..." Daniel's face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hands were shaking due to exhaustion, "I..."
"Hold on! They're coming soon!" Boyin's arms were inconvenient, so he hunched over and pushed the sofa with his back.
"Bang!" The door lock was broken by members of the Intelligence Bureau outside.
The door was gradually opened a crack, and the crack expanded faster and faster. Within four or five seconds, a member of the Intelligence Bureau got in half of the body with a gun, and put the gun to the head of Daniel who was closest to him.
Above: "If you resist again, I will kill you!"
Daniel stiffened.
Boyin reacted quickly and pounced on the man, grabbing the pistol with his uninjured hand.
"Bang!"
The pistol went off due to the fight between the two, but fortunately it only hit the chandelier in the room.
"Hold it!" Boyin did not forget to tell Daniel while taking the gun from the Intelligence Bureau member.
"Understood!!" Daniel escaped from the danger of death, but he did not get a chance to breathe. As soon as Boyin left, he was under greater pressure. He had to fight against so many people outside alone, and his body collapsed instantly.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Daniel was in a daze. The gap in the door widened a lot, and the intelligence agency member at the front squeezed in with both arms.
It became more difficult for Boyin to seize the gun: "Hold on! Don't let go even one step!"
"Uh! Uh..." Daniel's mouth was full of blood, his face was red, and he persisted.
"Let go! Let go!" The member of the Intelligence Bureau who had the gun taken away tried to break open Boyin's hand, but Boyin's hand was like a clamp and couldn't be broken open at all. He was forced to remove the bullets from the pistol during the fight.
It was all lit up, and the bullets flying around made the room a mess.
"throat!"
When the members of the Intelligence Bureau pulled the trigger, there was only the sound of jamming. Boyin realized that the bullets had been fired, so he no longer wasted time fighting for the worthless iron lump, and immediately released his hand and punched him in the face.
"Ah!" The man's nose was crooked by Boyin's strong punch, causing his nose to bleed non-stop.
The opponent lost the ability to resist, and Boyin punched him twice again, making stars appear in his eyes.
Other members of the intelligence bureau did not sit idly by and dragged the injured waste out decisively, while new members rushed in with guns.
"Bang! Bang!"
These people were really forced to a dead end. At the critical moment of life and death, they did not care about ensuring Boyin's absolute safety, and they did not hesitate to shoot him in non-vital parts, trying to use this to disable their fighting power and break in.
Because of his quick eyesight and quick hands, Boyne hid by the wall, picked up a stool and swung it towards the door.
"Bang!"
The chair hit the door, and the intelligence agency member who squeezed half of his body blocked it with his arms.
"If you don't surrender, it will be too late!" Boyin swung with all his strength, urging Morais to come over quickly. If this continued, they might not be able to hold on for twenty seconds.
When he was extremely anxious, intensive gunshots came from outside, and the members of the Intelligence Bureau blocking the door screamed, and no one had the time to push the door open.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
"Don't kill me!! I surrender!"
"Please! Let me go!"
After reaching the point where there was no hope of improvement, the remaining members of the Intelligence Bureau threw away their weapons and surrendered.
Morais didn't care about this. If they had come a little later, they might not know what they would do to Boyin, so he didn't leave any one alive and killed them all on the spot: "President! It's me!"
Hearing Morais' voice ringing outside the door, Boyin breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to open the door, only to find that the door was still motionless and could not be opened at all. He lowered his head and looked at Daniel: "Danny - Daniel! What's wrong with you?
?!"
I saw a pool of blood gathering under Daniel's body. He closed his eyes tightly and his body seemed to be still trying hard. He instinctively obeyed Boyin's order and blocked the door.
"What's wrong?!" Morais asked outside the door, "Quick! Open the door with me!"
"Daniel!" After Boyin helped the unconscious Daniel up, he discovered that he had been shot in the back at some point. "Hold on! Hold on!"
"Cough...cough..." Daniel was speechless, and blood was coming out of his throat.
Boyin couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He finally couldn't calm down and shouted at Daniel, whose life was flowing uncontrollably in his arms: "Daniel! Don't fall asleep! Hold on! They are coming!"
Judging from the pool of blood under Daniel's body, he had been shot for a short while, but he never told Boyin that even though his stomach was smashed, he still managed to block the door alone.
He knew that this door could not be pushed open, otherwise Boyin would be in danger.
And when he volunteered to come with Boyin a few months ago, he made a promise to Morais and others that he would protect Boyin.
He did it.
"Cough, cough..." Daniel's eyes were filled with tears. It was because of the heart-wrenching pain and the fear of dying, "Yes, President..."
Boyin's eyes were bloodshot: "You have to hold on for me! Do you hear me?"
"Bang!" Morais led someone to open the door, "What's going on?!"
"He's been shot! Hurry! Help me!" Boyin endured the pain of the open wound on his arm and tried to carry Daniel on his back.
"I'll carry it!" Morais knew that Boyin was injured, so he took the initiative to carry Daniel.
"Ah! It hurts!" Daniel screamed.
Boyin watched helplessly as Morais carried Daniel on his back, steaming hot intestines flowed out of the hideous wound on Daniel's back!
"Don't move!!" There was a roar in Boyin's mind. He stopped Morais and gently put Daniel down, "It's okay, it's okay, don't look back. Listen to me, don't look back."
"Ah...hiss..." Daniel choked out blood and cried, "I...it hurts so much..."
"Don't cry!" Boyin, who stopped Daniel, shed tears, "Don't cry!"
The members of the Equality Society who rushed in saw Daniel's terrifying appearance and subconsciously wanted to scream. Morais covered his mouth with a sullen face.
He has seen too many injured people like Daniel on the battlefield. There is no possibility of saving such injuries, not to mention that they have to evacuate in a hurry. By the time they arrange for treatment, it is already too late.
Everyone in the Equality Association watched quietly as Boyin said his final farewell to this young man.
"I...I, am I...am I going to die..." Daniel asked.
Boyin didn't know how to answer this young man with an immature face.
"You, you...are you okay..."
"I'm fine." Boyin shook his head and showed his body to Daniel, who could barely see clearly. "Look, there's nothing wrong at all."
"That's good..." Daniel grinned, his neat teeth stained red, "Please leave quickly... If you don't leave, it will be too late..."
How could Boyin let go of this young man who came to the end of his life to protect himself: "Are you afraid?"
"Boin." Morais reminded.
"Take the people down first." Boyin finished instructing Morais and helped Daniel wipe the blood on his face, "Are you afraid?"
"He died." Morais reminded again.
Boyin looked at the breathless young man in his arms, exhaled a trembling breath, and said to himself: "It's okay, don't be afraid..."
"Let's go!" Morais experienced too many life and death on the battlefield, and he felt the same way. But time was tight at this time, and they did not have time to say a formal farewell to Daniel. "Get out first!"
Boyin was pulled up by Morais and moved downstairs over the corpses one after another in the corridor.
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"Where to go?!" In the hotel of the South District Military Warehouse, Nord followed Diaz and fled to the fourth floor and then to the fifth floor.
Diaz fired all the bullets and smoothly changed the magazine: "It doesn't matter how long it takes. It's not enough for Murphy to escape the surveillance range of the Intelligence Agency."
Nord shook off the obstructive hat: "Why haven't the support come yet... If we don't come, we will be doomed..."
"There's no time to count on others now..." Diaz took Nord and fled to the top six floors. "Give me your bullets and I'll hold you back while you find a way!"
"Go on!" Nord threw all three magazines in his pocket to Diaz, and then looked around for a way for them to evacuate.
"Bang! Bang!" In order to save bullets, Diaz only fired at the stairs when the people from the Intelligence Bureau showed their heads. This move made no one in the Intelligence Bureau dare to rush forward risking their lives, "Quick!"
"Hoo! Hoo!" Nord ran through the entire sixth floor, but couldn't find a passage for them to leave. Finally, he came to a guest room, opened the window halfway, looked down, and saw the person downstairs.
When Nord was about to escape from the street following the crowd, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
It was as if he was the one who escaped, and he was the one who had hope for life.
"Um……"
He sighed.
It's not that I feel despair, but that I feel a little relieved.
At this moment, he truly understood the state of mind when Verak handed him a box of money six months ago and drove him out of the dangerous Lezein.
He, who had always been taken care of by others, finally started to take care of others and had the support of others to reach higher abilities.
Watching Murphy disappear on the street, Nord calmed down. He found Boyne and showed his pistol with only four or five bullets left: "There is no way, unless you jump from the building, but even if there is no way,
If you fall to death, you will be arrested immediately by the Intelligence Bureau."
"Are you afraid?" Diaz asked.
"Not afraid." Nord pointed the gun at the stairs. As long as someone from the Intelligence Bureau appeared there, he would shoot without hesitation.
"We might..." Diaz loaded the last magazine.
Nord's hands were straight: "That's worth it."
Diaz said nothing.
"Remember what I told you? Three people can make such a great contribution to the Equality Society, and it's worth dying." Nord looked very carefree, but Diaz could tell that he was pretending not to be afraid, "
I want to be like Verak, and now I can count on that."
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Murphy put his hands in his pockets, and in order not to arouse suspicion, he took a risk and quickly evacuated with his head raised.
When he thought of Diaz, Nord was now facing an extremely dangerous situation, and he felt extremely guilty. He wanted to fight with them until the end, even if he died, it would be no big deal.
But his reason told him not to do this.
By doing this, he will only destroy the value that Diaz and Nord finally burst out.
"Where to go?" Suddenly, two people stood in front of Murphy, who had a cold face.
Murphy recognized the person as Charles, the head of the Intelligence Department of the Equality Society. Just as he was about to say something, he was pulled into a tavern on the street.
"What's going on over there? Why are you the only one out here?!" After entering the tavern and avoiding possible surveillance, Charles asked about the situation.
"The people from the Intelligence Bureau found something unusual. My brother, Comrade Diaz and Comrade Nord, stayed in the hotel to attract people from the Intelligence Bureau in order to cover my evacuation." Hope arose in Murphy's heart. With Charles
If someone is brought here, then the two of them may be rescued. "Do you have any rescue plan now? It needs to be quick, otherwise they are likely to..."
"Things are not that simple. We found that people sent by the intelligence agency early in the morning were blocking the surrounding neighborhoods. Let alone rescuing Diaz and Nord now, if we don't evacuate in time, we will also be in danger." Charles said.
Murphy became emotional: "What about them?! Should they be given up?!"
"That's not what I meant!" Charles comforted Murphy, who was eager to save people, "They shouldn't be given up, so I didn't leave, right? I stayed here just to save them!"
"Then what should we do?" Murphy, who was in a mood of ups and downs, even begged in his eyes.
He only hopes that Diaz and Nord can survive, and as long as they can survive, he is willing to do anything.
"We need to be calm now and not act blindly. With our strength, we simply cannot fight against the people of the Intelligence Agency. If we are discovered by them, they will surround us immediately." Charles has been thinking hard, "Head-on confrontation is not advisable. We
You have to find another way."
"Then what else can be done?"
"Do you know where the intelligence agency's center is?" Charles asked expectantly.
Murphy remembered what Nord had said about a certain room in the building opposite the hotel, where someone seemed to have been monitoring them, and that was the earliest suspicious point: "I know where the Intelligence Bureau first monitored us, and they
It should still be in use now.”
"Where?!"
"In the building opposite the hotel."
"Now we can only fight hard." Charles looked at the dozens of people under his command in the tavern. "If the Director of the Intelligence Agency, Rock Shriver, is there, and if we can take over there, things will turn around!"