"Da da", a dense and crisp gunfire interrupted the communication between the two. Metchnikov put his hand in his ear with a little exaggerated expression and said: "MP7! The sound of the shot is still so intoxicating! Especially the two MP7s from the left and right hands are really artistic! Miss, this is what a professional elite should look like.

Lin Wanru didn't understand firearms, so she didn't bother with Mechnikov's boasting and entanglement, and Shi Shiran walked to the window.

The one-piece floor-to-ceiling windows, covered with a thin veil that were meant to shield from the sun, are now annoying by the gray sky.

She pulled the curtain open to the side, just in time to see the pile of people in front of her. One of them, a bearded man wearing only a hurdle vest, was showing off two short machine guns in his hand. Looking at that stance, I seem to be very excited.

"It's a mad dog," Mechnikov whispered, standing quietly not far behind her. "They are more afraid of having no war than they are poor and sick. Once the detective went to the battlefield, it was like a drug.

Ignore them, these guys won't calm down easily when they come up crazy. Let them vent to their heart's content on the arms, otherwise we will be the ones who will vent their emotions. ”

She looked at the group of strangers who were protecting her, and she couldn't say whether she was relieved or uneasy.

"Bang!"

When the gunshots rang out again, she lost interest and asked Mechnikov: "I'm afraid these people alone can't be the safest place in the world, right?" ”

"The 'Tree Sea Villa' was built on top of the Jedi. It is surrounded by vertical cliffs on three sides, reaching a height of 100 meters. Those who can get in and out of the villa can only take the only way you've seen before, unless they fly in like we did.

What is the saying? 'One husband is closed, ten thousand people can't be opened', right! Having used the idiom correctly, Metchnikov was even more proud.

"Also, there's a lot of individual weapons stockpiled here. There are more than you can imagine. Although they are all outdated equipment, they are all high-quality without exception. ”

"What do you mean......" "Yes, miss, your father bought these supplies himself. It's top secret, and it doesn't hurt to tell you now.

For so many years, your father has never left the circle of the head office, and his work is by no means in the private industry such as jewelry and jade. ”

"......" Shui Lingling's eyes were full of confusion. She didn't think Mechnikov was lying. It is no wonder that my father never cared about the situation in the jewelry market, nor did he worry about the capital operation within the company. It turns out that he manages a leather bag company! Although this leather bag company is big enough and luxurious enough. It's ironic. But when I think about it, maybe my father has something that is difficult to put into words?

Mechnikov is right, what's the use of knowing all this now? Either way, safety is the most important thing. Thinking of this, she urgently asked: "Mr. Mechnikov, how long are we going to stay?" Is Father okay? When will he come to the rendezvous? How far has the situation deteriorated? If you can't hold it, if you ......"

Facing machine-gun-like questions. Mechnikov shrugged his shoulders and interrupted a series of questions with deep blue eyes: "Beautiful young lady, I am not Allah Almighty, I can only tell you everything I know."

As for Mr. Lin, he is a very important person in your company, and the security measures are much better than here. He'll be fine for sure! ”

"So, how long will it take?" It is clear that Mechnikov's answer does not dispel all concerns.

"It's hard to say exactly when, but it should be soon. After all, half a day is enough time to fly here from the headquarters of the national company. ”

No matter how strong her background is and how rich her family resources are, she is just a powerless little woman now. What can she do but accept the status quo?

Every day, every hour, every moment, the gunshots are constantly ringing. The frenzied mercenaries were screaming and screaming at first. As time passed, they fell silent. It's just that the gunshots continued, and from time to time there were some grenades and shells.

Lao Lin is obviously caring, with abundant materials, and there is almost nothing lacking in the villa. It's just that my father has been missing for a long time, and all the bad news from the outside world has come, so that the uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Day after day of waiting, the mountains of materials quickly disappear at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. In the face of the deteriorating situation, the general managers of multinational corporations are helpless. Although no one complains, such a passive defense is tantamount to drinking water to quench your thirst.

Every day, it is like a prisoner, trapped in a beautiful white mansion to eat, sleep, sleep and eat. She had no friends, and she didn't dare to make friends. Aside from praying for her father's sudden appearance, her world was left with a long and indefinite wait. After two months of confusion, the uneasiness in my heart finally evolved into a reality.

It was another morning without gloom, and she was drinking coffee in the restaurant with dark circles under her eyes. "Boom!" , coffee splashed on the snow-white gauze skirt. She sighed, and just wanted to wipe the stain with a tissue, but she thought of something and hurried to the window.

Ignore the maid's confusion. Through the large clean glass window, she saw that the freshly born pit downstairs was burrowing her eyes. Also smoking, there was a bazooka on the shoulder of a man not far away.

Unbeknownst to her, it was the classic PF89-type 80mm bazooka. She wasn't worried about the power of the artillery, and she had hurt herself by mistake. What he was worried about was that the explosion point was so close to her, which could only mean that the "infected" had invaded the rear of the villa, so that the front line of defense ......

The room was located at the back of the villa complex near the cliffs, and she usually only enjoyed the view, and did not know anything about the situation on the other side of the gentle slope. Today was so abnormal that she had to go to the forbidden area where she had never set foot before.

Passing through several rooms, the popping bean-like noise almost pierced the eardrums. Suddenly, a tall figure sprang out ghostly and grabbed the delicate wrist. Judging by the sludge-covered and sweaty face, the man was her bodyguard, Mechnikov.

It's just that he has always been calm, but now he has lost his demeanor, his former blue chin has become unshaven, and even his deep blue eyes are bloodshot. The smell of gunpowder, blood, rancidity, the mixture of tastes makes people sick.

He struggled a few times, trying to free his soon-to-be-broken wrist from his iron claws. I never thought that Mechnikov, who had always prided himself on being a gentleman, would completely ignore her feelings. Tears flowed out of pain, her feet were pulled off the ground, and she was dragged upstairs like a lifeless cargo.

Wait to board the roaring helicopter. The taciturn pilot, An Lianren, deliberately turned his head and gave her a deep look.

In limited communication, I learned that An Lianren is only 2 years older than her, and this year happens to be his second natal year. Seeing that she looked numb, An Lianren deliberately leaned over and pulled the seat belt.

She sighed faintly, what did such a familiar scene mean? She couldn't find an answer but to flee again.

Depression and unwillingness came to her heart, and she who had always been weak broke out. Kicking, biting with her teeth, tearing and scratching desperately, she roared in Mechnikov's ear with all her might: "This is the safest place in the world? See you Allah, go!

What about your pride? What about your guarantees? The experience of escaping once is enough! Rather than become a lost dog, I'd rather cut myself off here! Metchnikov's expression was tangled, and his handsome face was almost twisted together.

No matter how much she struggled, even punched and kicked, Mechnikov just took it upon herself to put on a headset and buckle up her seatbelt. After doing all this, he pleaded bitterly: "I was wrong, okay! If that's the answer you're looking for, okay, you're satisfied? I don't care what happens, but you have to get out of here alive.

Do you know, for the task, for the responsibility. All the mercenaries, including me, haven't slept a full night's sleep or taken a hot bath in two months!

We had casualties half a month ago. As of today, we have lost most of our manpower. All this, do you think paying a little commission is enough? Miss, in this sudden outbreak of the apocalypse, we really did our best.

There is no shortage of food, weapons, ammunition, and supplies, but we are flesh and blood in the end. Even the best warriors can expect us to face an endless, never-ending array of monsters? As if to stir his mind, the corners of Metnikov's eyes glistened with tears.

"Two months, sixty-one days. Mr. Lin can't come, let's die! What I can do is to be worthy of my identity and protect your safety with my life. ”

"No, you're talking nonsense. My father will definitely come to me, and he will be fine! Open the door, I'm going down! If I can't see my father, I'm not going anywhere! ”

"When have you been still fantasizing? You might as well make it clear, delay for a while, and no one will want to leave! You can't protect yourself, so stop playing with the big lady's temper! ”

"You're talking nonsense. It's not like that, it must not be like this......"

"Miss, Mechnikov grew up in war, and what he saw and experienced is something you can't imagine living in peace. There's really no time, don't you want to be anymore?

So far, we can only keep running away, and go wherever there are few people. I may not be able to escape no matter how I fly, but at least I will die before you. This is the promise of me, one of the best bodyguards in the world. Mr. An, fly. I promise that Miss won't jump. ”

As if to verify Mechnikov's words, the continuous gunfire suddenly stopped, and a neat shout pierced through the roar of the bombs, and then resounded in the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Amid the continuous explosions, Mechnikov's long-held tears finally broke free from his eyes.

"Sir, what are they shouting?" Even with headphones, high-pitched shouts reached the ears.

"The soldiers retreat, the officers take cover"! Mechnikov replied bitterly.

She was silent. The last of the Mercenaries of Esserel smashed all the coquettishness and willfulness to pieces.