There was a chaotic noise coming from the headset, Xing Conglian didn't have time to worry about whether it was a communication failure or something else, his brain had been completely occupied by Lin Chen's appearance, and there were countless possibilities in it, so that it seemed like To explode with a bang.
And one of the most terrifying possibilities is:
If he can't save Lin Chen, if Lin Chen has cut his neck with a knife, what should he do
At that moment, Xing Conglian tasted the fear that he had never had in his life. He was as nervous as when he was holding a gun for the first time to kill, but the reality did not allow him to ponder his emotions or think about possibilities. Because he suddenly heard new news in the headset.
"Boss, it's a C4 explosive that detonates regularly, and it can't be stopped." In the headset, the wild boar's voice also revealed a faint trembling.
"I understand." Xing Conglian instantly woke up, he immediately put away his firearm, ran downstairs, and said to the person on the other end of the headset in an extremely calm tone, "Zhao Hu, I'm going to the T2 floor to cover me."
In the attic, the man who had just finished the killing was folding his silk scarf. When he heard this, he almost tore the lilac silk scarf in his hand: "Boss, what's the matter, don't take risks! Can you escape now if you rush over?"
The same sound, along the radio signal, was transmitted to several places where the cover mission was being carried out at the same time.
Wang Chao was already sitting in the cabin, but Xing Conglian's words made him stand up suddenly.
There was a light screen in front of him, and there were changes in the 7 light spots representing each person’s positioning. The red dot representing Xing Conglian really began to move quickly towards the most dangerous area about to detonate: “Boss, calm down, what happened? It's up!"
The virgin forest, startled by the explosion and gunshots, began to tremble uncomfortably, and the dark cloud-like birds rushed into the sky, obscuring the sky.
Wang Chao looked at the factory area covered by the smoke and dust in the distance. From the headset came the sound of wind, the sound of masonry, the occasional gunshot, and Xing Conglian's stable voice: "Lin Chen is in the building."
In an instant, Wang Chao also fully realized the feeling of sudden cardiac arrest after an electric shock. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly shouted: "How is it possible, this is impossible, boss, don't be impulsive!"
"He's in there."
Like the sound of a cello played in the dark night, Xing Conglian's low voice made the dynasty instantly awake. He held the corner of the table and forced himself to calm down, but how could he be calm? will happen!
"Dynasty, find someone to pick me up, and the rest will retreat according to the original plan." Xing Conglian said again, Wang Dynasty didn't know why his boss could speak in such a firm tone under such circumstances, he took a deep breath With a sigh, he turned his eyes to the light screen, and said word by word: "Kang An, keep your current position, and move to T4 in 3 minutes, responsible for responding to the boss."
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The race against time is more exhausting than you might imagine.
The sound of a rifle sounded from the back of his head, Xing Conglian slammed down and rolled over a piece of rubble, the bullet sent a stream of smoke behind him, and a broken shrapnel slammed into his calf. In extreme chaos, any detail can be lethal, yet any attention to detail slows his run.
"Zhao Hu!" Xing Conglian jumped up and continued to run.
"I'm sorry boss." The gunman lying on the high-rise building pulled the trigger at an unprecedented speed. He didn't even calculate the ballistics, and simply used instinct to kill all the men in this space who dared to stop the running between life and death.
"Four minutes left." The wild boar's voice sounded again.
More and more Gaomen crowded into the ferry, shaking the light vessel.
Chao Dynasty still held the corner of the table tightly, his figure remained motionless, staring at the red dot on the light screen, rushing towards the factory building that was about to be bombed into the sky at a speed without any tactical cover, wishing that the time would be slower and slower. At one point, however, he has long known that the physical phenomena in this world are never driven by human will, and he can only watch and wait for the result.
After passing by the god of death countless times, Xing Conglian finally came to the downstairs. He couldn't be calmer anymore, because when he realized that it was a good choice to die with Lin Chen, all the previous burning emotions were completely suppressed.
In his eyes, the entire factory area turned into cold, inorganic lines. He knew very well the role of Lin Chen's factory building, which was the reason why he finally chose to blow up the place. Buried downstairs is enough explosives to blow up the building, so as to maximize the damage to all the soldiers trying to rescue the building.
Sure enough, a small group of heavily armed Zarathul soldiers were trying to break into the building.
Two of them had turned their guns sharply, and before he could pull the trigger, the foreheads of the two soldiers had been pierced by blood holes.
Xing Conglian pulled the trigger, and a long whip-like bullet was fired from the muzzle. The sound of flesh and blood suddenly sounded. At the same time, he was also hit by a bullet in the shoulder.
The intense secretion of adrenaline made him feel no pain, and he finally reached the front of the building. Facing the corpses all over the floor and looking up at the building with the broken windows in front of him, he rushed in without hesitation.
The floor plan of the mining factory building quickly unfolded in his mind, and he jumped to the last floor to find the laboratory at the end of the corridor among the continuously extending lines.
"3 minutes."
The countdown came out again in the communication channel, and no one spoke again.
He kicked the door open, and all he saw was darkness, with the faintly visible glass sliding door across his eyes. He raised the gun, no longer caring whether the ghost was bulletproof, he pulled the trigger, and the muzzle swept across from left to right.
The glass suddenly shattered with a sour sound.
He rushed through the glass rain curtain, the chaotic tables and chairs, and the collapsed experimental equipment, calculating Lin Chen's final position, Xing Cong even kicked open a door.
The sky suddenly poured in, and the monkeys roared, but the sound and the light disappeared in an instant, and he could only see the door at the end of the front, the pure white wooden door with broken glass on the upper half.
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Lin Chen was lying on the ground. The floor of the laboratory was a little cold. Although the air conditioner was stopped, it was still cold.
He couldn't help curling up, thinking for a moment that he might be dead, but the feeling of being alive and dead was still different, at least he seemed to be able to think.
Of course, his thinking completely stopped working as early as the moment Duanyang was driven away, and now it has turned into a mass of mud, and everything about Xing Conglian flooded every corner of his mind again.
Sometimes Xing Conglian is smoking, sometimes Xing Conglian is cleaning the room, and more often, Xing Conglian is facing him with a very handsome face, his eyes are deep and peaceful, but he doesn't say a word. Those pictures glowed with some light, and the frames were so clear that they could be touched, and his fingers trembled slightly.
He always felt as if he was saying something to Xing Conglian, maybe "I'm sorry" or "I love you".
And until now, he had no time to think about whether Xing Conglian would accept him when he came back.
Should still be.
He spent what might be the most precious 30 seconds at the end of his life thinking about this question carefully, and gave himself a self-comforting answer, thinking it was good.
But when he answered this question, the rest of the questions followed.
- After Xing Conglian came back, what should I do when I know all this
Although Xing Conglian thought that he disappeared and could never be found was the best outcome, but with Xing Conglian's personality, it was really possible to trace all the clues to this abandoned mining area.
—Then what if Xing Conglian saw his body
For a moment, Lin Chen hoped that the ruins of this factory building could completely bury his body, so that the erosion rate of the rainforest would make him quickly turn into a pile of bones that no one could recognize, Xing Conglian or the dynasty would find it here. Afterwards, he may not be found, and even if he is found, he will not be too sad.
He felt that he couldn't imagine Xing Conglian's heartbreak at all. After all, in his concept, a person like Xing Conglian should not be heartbroken, and he should not be the one who made the other party heartbroken.
Lin Chen suddenly began to regret, why did he confess at that time, if he hadn't broken through these, it might not have caused the people he loved so much pain.
Time cannot be turned back, and decisions made cannot be changed. Since he is a man, how can he be so irresponsible
Although he was about to die, he suddenly discovered that he really didn't want to die, he wanted to live.
If the world is really as "Secret" says, then, he wants to live.
He propped himself up against the ground, trying his best to get up.
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This is what Xing Conglian saw when he opened the pure white wooden door.
Although before that, he was even afraid of what to do if Lin Chen was not at the door.
But when he saw the ground of the laboratory, all the scenes came like a tide.
Lin Chen curled up on the ground, his cheeks were slightly sunken, but his eyes were frighteningly large. His face, his elbows, and all his exposed skin had various degrees of abrasions, and shocking blood dripped on the ground, but it was not these wounds that worried Xing Conglian the most.
After seeing him, Lin Chen turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, his lost focus was full of doubts, and he laughed again in a flash, Xing Conglian clearly saw the self-deprecating smile in Lin Chen's eyes. The heart seemed to be clenched tightly by some external force.
He walked over step by step and squatted down, not knowing how to pick him up for a while.
Suddenly, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and put it on his wrist, the temperature from his palm made him shiver. Xing Conglian slowly lowered his head and looked at the pale fingers resting on his wrists, like a soul struggling and unwilling to go to hell grabbing the only life-saving straw.
The urging sound from the headset finally re-entered his ears.
"Boss, is it really Brother Achen?" Wang Chao asked.
"There are still two minutes and thirty seconds, hurry up, boss!" The wild boar roared hard.
However, Xing Conglian's movements were still slow. He supported Lin Chen's neck with one hand, and reached under Lin Chen's knee with the other hand, holding the person in his arms. Just the moment he picked up Lin Chen, he felt the hot temperature like a soldering iron, how could a normal person have such a body temperature.
At this time, Lin Chen had been staring at him with a slight flicker in his dark eyes.
He heard Lin Chen ask in a dry, hoarse voice, "Although asking this is too much like acting in a movie, am I dreaming?"
"It's me." He hugged Lin Chen and stood up.
With just two words, he could clearly see that Lin Chen's eyes were flushed with tears, as if to hide his sudden vulnerability, Lin Chen turned his head to his chest, Xing Conglian could no longer feel the pain in his chest. Does the burning hot come from his emotions or from Lin Chen's tears.
He bowed his head and kissed Lin Chen's hair deeply, the smell of blood, earth, salty sweat, and the clean and cold breath emanating from Lin Chen's bones mixed together, as if to soak into his soul.
He hugged Lin Chen tightly, turned around, kicked the monkey cage under his feet, and started running out.