Chapter 9 There is no way to ask for help

Pushing away the corpse that fell on his body, Lu Ling was repeatedly glad that he had a highly camouflaged miniature and submachine gun, otherwise, he would really have to explain here.

Sitting on the bed gasping for air, Lu Ling let her brain, which was affected by the effect of the drug, be as clear as possible, and hurried to escape from the villa.

It was only five o'clock in the morning, and the faint light of the sky vaguely reflected the road in front of me.

Lu Ling's forehead was covered with sweat, and her body was soft as if she was stepping on cotton.

She was trying to find a chance to escape just now, and the effect of the medicine in her body was on the verge of collapse, and she urgently needed to find a hidden place to wait for the effect of the medicine to pass.

But where is the safe place?

Avoiding another wave of fanpanjun, Lu Ling's eyes swept over the scattered corpses, and with the last of his strength, he touched the underground parking lot and opened the trunk of a car to get in.

Lu Ling's last trace of consciousness was swallowed by the effect of the medicine and fell asleep.

……

"Imp?"

"Lu Ling."

A familiar voice called to him, and Lu Ling trembled her eyelashes, and waved her hand in confusion to ask Byron not to disturb her to sleep.

Suddenly, the scene of countless soldiers shooting indiscriminately with guns flashed in his mind, reminding him of the fact that Luling Byron was no longer around.

Crawling out of the trunk with his eyes down, Lu Ling calmly took out a transparent liaison in his earlobe, which was only the size of a grain of rice, and connected to the Fuyao base: "There was an accident in the mission of St. Lia, the employer and Fanpanjun were in contact, and the temporary rebellion caused Byron to be besieged and lost contact, and I just escaped from the miners. ”

Both she and Byron were aware of the anomaly, but they didn't expect it to come so quickly.

As soon as he thought of the miner's triumphant face and those fanpanjun, Lu Ling couldn't help the killing intent in his heart.

She simply reported the situation here and asked if they could send someone to help.

The other end of the liaison was silent, and after a long time, he said to her: "There have been too many missions recently, all the members of the base are on missions, and the fastest support will be in half a month." ”

Hearing this, Lu Ling instantly turned off the contact.

She ripped off the clothes from the corpse of the boy next to her, cut off her long hair, wiped her face to dust, grabbed sharp pieces of glass and hid them in her clothes, and rushed out of the underground parking lot like a wolf.

After the Fanpanjun occupation, there were homeless children or elderly people everywhere, and Lu Ling mixed with a few little boys rummaging through garbage bins for food, and kept secretly watching the villa area, looking for every opportunity to kill the miners.

Little did she know that on the top floor of the villa where she had been held, the man she thought was missing or dead was talking to the base liaison by pressing the special contact device in his earlobe.

"You say, did the imp report to the base this morning?"

"yes, you don't know, even I can't bear to talk about your disappearance. We must not let her find out about our plan this time, I am afraid that she will misunderstand you. ”

"Fuck off, you planners aren't qualified to speak." Byron had a headache at the thought of that little imp's reaction if he knew he had used her as bait, and even faintly regretted it.

But now he has done it, all he can do is to find those who want to attack her as soon as possible and keep her safe.

Pressing the special liaison device in his earlobe, Byron said to the base liaison: "There are two people who have found the traces of the imp, I will take care of these miscellaneous pieces first, you hurry up and break through the firewall and obtain information." ”