Steel steam and flame

"So what now?" Thanos was panicked. His surgical stage was the lowest among the three. After such a long time, I have accumulated a lot of money on myself, but I am still in the late stage of the first stage. Compared to Kaul and the private army deputy captain, who were both in the second stage, they had no ability to protect themselves when encountering slightly stronger enemies. Not only does he not have rich combat experience, his basic physical fitness is also below the standard line all year round.

"Wait!" Kaul said in a deep voice. He shook the limo in an attempt to straighten the body, but the force was not enough. The body only shook a few times and then stabilized.

At this time, the vice-captain of the private army also stabilized his crooked body, picked up a firecracker at his feet and looked cautiously out of the glass window. Only one headlight was still flashing light from time to time, and the low sound of the alarm stopped after a few seconds. He and Kaul looked at each other and exchanged their thoughts silently.

The deputy captain now relaxed his movements and gently rolled down the window glass above his head. Then he took out a tactical knife and stretched out the snow-white blade that could be used as a mirror.

The two looked nervously at the scene where the blade was gradually filling up. It was very deformed, but in their minds they could still picture a limo parked quietly not far from them, with all the lights on. No one was seen, all the seats in the car were empty, and there was no enemy standing with a gun aimed at them. While the two were wondering, something suddenly bloomed just above their heads through a layer of glass.

It was a flash bomb that suddenly appeared, and strong light rushed into their pupils crazily in an instant. Before he could react, the nerve bundles around his eyes began to twitch. After a dazzling white, there was an endless abyss-like darkness.

Feeling that their eyes were about to bleed, Caul and the vice-captain, as well as Thanos, whose face became increasingly pale, all covered their eyes at this time. The pain made them experience the pain and fear of blindness for a second or two. The large amount of electrical signals converted by the cross pupils also impacted their brains, and a sense of dizziness eroded their bodies.

Thanos dropped the gun and just pressed his eyes with his hands, hoping to relieve the pain. Kaul and the deputy captain retained a little consciousness, still holding the gun in their hands, trying to catch the enemy's approaching movement by relying on their hearing, which was not affected much by vision for a short period of time.

But everything was in vain. Amidst the reverberating sound of gunfire, a stream of fiery air rushed past the deputy captain's head, wiping out a line of blood. His hair stood on end. He knew it was a bullet, so he instinctively pointed the muzzle of the gun at the car window with one hand and pressed the trigger hard. He was out of control, and in less than a breath, he had fired all the bullets in the magazine.

When the cold sweat all over his body forced him back to calmness, it happened to be when shards of car window glass fell on his face and head.

"What happened..." he thought to himself, as something like steel hit the back of his neck, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

Kaul forcibly resisted the urge to shoot. Although he was also panicked, he knew that shooting at this time would not do any good. He just aimed the gun at the passenger seat window, and his gradually recovering vision and hearing made him think that there might be a chance.

As soon as the idea of ​​luck appeared, Kaur's body shook uncontrollably, and then fell into a sculpture-like stiffness.

A hot and rough palm happened to cover his hand at this moment, and the scorching temperature spread directly through countless touch nerves and spread throughout his body in an instant. His trembling fingers tried desperately to press down, but something was stuck on the trigger, and he couldn't move it no matter what.

Then there was a roar in his head, and his vision gradually recovered, only capturing the afterimage of a retracted hand. When he felt the pain coming from the back of his neck, Kaul's body had already gone limp.

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His body was stiff, and his consciousness was as if a machine had just been turned on and needed to wait for the current to pass through all the circuits before it could work properly. Kaul first felt the wind hitting his face. He was submerged in the sea of ​​sound, the whistling friction, and The occasional roar of the engine was pouring into his ears.

Blinking his eyes, the lingering pain in his body made him struggle out of his hazy consciousness. With a long breath of "Ha...", Kaul remembered some of the situations before coma and opened his eyes. The not-so-gentle lights inside the car flickered, allowing him to regain his true sense of existence.

He shook his head and blinked his eyes hard several times.

"Are you in the car?" The pain in his neck after the attack was still there, continuing to affect his basic judgment. Only the touch of his body made him clearly know that he was indeed sitting in the passenger seat of a limo. One of the headlights of the limousine that was running wildly was broken, and a single beam of light barely illuminated a section of the road ahead.

"We're in the car. We'll see Lotkai City soon." The voice also had a vague echo at this time, echoing in Kaur's head. Like a mysterious power, Kaul felt a sense of peace of mind from the words.

"That's good, we'll be safe once we reach Lotkai City." He responded in a daze, taking a few heavy breaths to provide enough oxygen for his aging heart to beat.

The crumbling car body made the sound of parts colliding with each other as it was about to disintegrate. He didn't fully remember what happened, but the white matter in his head continued to be dominated by pain and dizziness. Kaul closed his eyes, leaned against the seat, and stayed still for about ten seconds before finally clearing a quiet place in his head for his thoughts.

The memories before coma were gradually recovered in fragments, and Kaul's red face gradually turned white. He opened his eyes again, and his dilated pupils had solidified. He wanted to rub his head and the back of his neck with his hands, and also wanted to immediately pick up the pistol that made him feel at ease. But at this moment, he realized that his hands were tightly tied with a flexible rope and could not break free.

"It's still my own limo, and I'm not dead." His heart ached due to panic, and he looked around the inside of the limo. The limo he bought with a lot of money had quality worthy of the price, and was basically not damaged. . The vice-captain of the private army was also lying on the back seat with his face buried, and the obvious rise and fall of his breathing could be seen on his back.

This sight made him think that he had been captured by the enemy.

He wanted to see who the driver might be, and Call felt that his brain and instincts were getting worse and worse.

He has light blond hair and a frighteningly pale face, but his expression is very calm and indifferent. It’s not that you are concentrating on driving, but that you are thinking about other things while driving. The clothes were a long-sleeved one worn only in early summer. They were a little wrinkled and stained with a few blood stains. They had been basically dried by the wind that poured into the car.

"Master Thanos?" Call asked doubtfully, unable to turn his head away for a moment, not knowing how to equate the scene in front of him with the memory he recalled. They should have fallen into the enemy's hands.

"We escaped?"