Chapter 48: Meaningless Battle

"Will things really go so smoothly?"

The boy was a little skeptical.

But in this situation, there is no other choice except what Irene said.

"Are the others okay?"

After thinking about it, he asked worriedly.

The moment the explosion started, he and Irene were blown away by the strong wind caused by the explosion.

After calming down a little, they immediately came here to hide, and they had neither met nor contacted other people.

"Don't worry."

"They are all brave warriors, there is no problem."

"What we have to do now is to protect ourselves."

"When we leave this building, maybe they are waiting for us downstairs."

Irene smiled and said.

She could only say this, she had to say this.

She was much older than the boy, and if she panicked, everything would be over.

So, she had to give the boy confidence.

Da da da da da...

At this time, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from outside the door.

The deafening sound caused the already shaky debris on the wall to fall to the ground.

"What should we do?"

The boy was a little scared, and his hand holding the gun was shaking.

"Wait for the opportunity."

"Everything will be fine, I will protect you."

Irene slowly moved behind the desk and hugged the boy's head.

The warm feeling made the boy forget the panic temporarily.

However, the gunshots outside continued.

Faintly, even the door that was not hard was shaking.

Dadadadadada——

The flames sprayed and swept around.

Whether it was the wall or the table and chairs, they were hit by dense bullets, splashing sparks.

"What should we do?"

The woman hid behind the sofa in the reception room and asked the man next to her.

"Wait for the opportunity!"

The man roared, raised the gun in his hand and fired a burst of shots at the front.

Of course, if you shoot blindly, you will miss a shot, which will only waste bullets.

But if you show your head from behind the sofa, I am afraid your head will become a big firework before you shoot.

"Waiting for the right time? Are you kidding?"

"At this moment, where is the right time?"

"Stop talking in your sleep and stop wasting bullets."

The woman threw the gun in her hand to the man.

"Put this gun on your back. There are still some bullets in it. It should be enough for you to last for a while."

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course, I'm going to help you clear the way."

The woman smiled.

"You--"

The man wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by the woman's wave.

"I said, stop daydreaming. We can't leave here together."

The woman covered her abdomen with her right hand, and her smile was a little illusory.

"Dreaming alone can't overthrow the empire."

Blood gushed out of her abdomen and flowed between her fingers.

The ground had long been stained blood red, and it also wet the legs of the two.

"In my condition, I can only do this kind of thing."

"Look, doesn't this happen occasionally on TV? I've wanted to do this for a long time."

The woman took out a pill-sized capsule from her arms.

The Imperial Concentrated Bomb No. 2, a byproduct of the science and technology department's research on fusion.

"...I'm sorry."

The man turned his head away.

His lips were bitten and bleeding, and his heart was almost torn apart by his unwillingness.

"Why are you being so humble? You're so disgusting."

The woman tried to stand up with her legs.

The man immediately raised his gun and fired at the outside.

The fierce firepower temporarily suppressed the opponent, causing the opponent's bullets to stop for a moment.

"Please, it's the last moment, hold on for me!"

The woman hammered her legs hard and stood up shakily.

The massive blood loss made her a little dizzy, but fortunately, she still remembered the direction.

Under the man's firepower suppression, she walked forward.

"It's almost there!"

She gritted her teeth, holding the bomb in her hand and slowly moved forward.

The man couldn't bear to watch and turned his head away.

In the small reception room, the only witness was the pouring bullets.

"Waste of time."

Suddenly, the second witness appeared.

Arno walked into the room indifferently with Lann's face on his face.

Occasionally, the man's bullets could sweep his body, but were blocked by waves of light curtains.

The latest bulletproof equipment, only the top officials of the empire are qualified to own one.

"It takes so long to fight a dying person and a person who dare not show his head?"

Arno said to the few people hiding behind the portable bunker.

According to his speculation, even if there are only a dozen people, according to the absolute firepower suppression, it should be coming to an end at this time.

"Who are you...?"

The woman looked at Arno's face in a daze and asked.

Arno turned his head and looked at the woman straight in the eye.

Rarely, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The woman's abdomen and thighs were bleeding profusely, and the fragments caused by the explosion were embedded in her skin.

Logically speaking, this should be a fatal injury.

But she actually relied on her willpower to hold on until now.

This kind of resilience is enough for Arnold to admire and appreciate.

"Just relax."

"So as not to feel the pain."

Arno raised the pistol in his hand and pointed it at the woman's heart.

"I wish you well."

Bang!

Under her blank look, Arnold pulled the trigger.

The bullet penetrated the woman's body with surging force.

Her body became slightly sluggish, and then slowly fell down.

The last thing that appeared in her eyes was Arno's somewhat pitiful look.

This kind of look,

"——How annoying."

Whispering in her heart, she closed her eyes.

Arno walked up to her and found that her right hand was clenched tightly, as if she was holding something.

"This is?"

After spending some effort to open his hand, Arnold discovered the bomb.

"It's really admirable."

With a heartfelt cry of appreciation, Arno stood up and turned to look in the direction of the man.

Walking in front of the opponent with the bullet in his hand, the first thing that greeted Arno was more surging firepower.

The magazine was emptied in almost a matter of seconds.

So, with a look of resentment, the man clenched his fist and rushed towards Arno.

"Have you finished venting?"

Arno held his fist and looked at him calmly.

"You bastard!"

"Someone said this today."

Putting the gun against the man's head, Arno calmly pulled the trigger.

Bang,

There was another gunshot and the man fell to the ground.

"I don't want to go through this again."

Arno said to the confused people behind the bunker.

"Didn't I ask you to bring heavy firepower?"

"The rest of the rooms, as long as there is no target person, will be covered with heavy firepower."

"in addition……"

Arno turned to look at the woman who fell to the ground lifeless.

"As for this person, you should send it back to Evie and let her have a good burial."