"Boom".

In fact, if all this had not happened so smoothly, these well-trained soldiers should have been able to reflect it, but it was too late, and at the same time as the explosion sounded, the captain of the guard was also killed by a barrage of bullets.

Sherlock took off his helmet and walked over to Lilith, "You see, we still have a good relationship. ”

"While you're loading the corpse, the muzzle of the gun is still secretly aimed at me." Lilith said sarcastically in a flat tone.

"But by the standards of a hostage, you're really good."

"I'm just trying to keep myself safe." Lilith still said flatly: "Also, I have to warn you, you just grabbed our communicator, what you said must be heard by more guards, and you will soon be surrounded."

Of course, I am telling you this to prevent you from being angry with you for a while, blaming me for not reminding you, and acting in a way that hurts me.

You should be able to figure out that I can only be valuable to you if I live. ”

"Of course, beautiful lady." Sherlock smiled.

What happened next, much like Lilith had said, was surrounded by more soldiers from all directions, the only difference being that they seemed to have finally received orders from their superiors.

"Boom———da————"

The rain of bullets across the wall was like an abyss, and Sherlock, who was hiding behind the wall, felt the anti-shock force coming from the wall behind him, calculating how long the wall could last.

Lilith leaned beside him, not yelling hysterically like a normal woman, but her face was pale.

"Why did your people suddenly ignore your life or death?" Sherlock tried to poke his head out, but was instantly forced back by the dense bullets.

"They're not my people, I'm only in charge of the research department, and you can understand that people like me will have a lot of colleagues who want me to shut up forever."

"Just because you don't advocate torture me to be a fool and then be killed in public?" Sherlock looked at her with a frown.

"Pretty much."

There was another explosion, it was the sound of a grenade exploding on the other side of the wall, and Sherlock suddenly realized that if he had to pick someone in this world who was kind to him, could it be that this person was her?

This too tragic thought made Sherlock exhale deeply, and swept the gun in his hand, the dust splashed the entire corridor into darkness, the alarm kept ringing, and the loud popping sound set off large pieces of cement, slapping at high speed on his body, and dripping his already fragile body with blood.

Sherlock couldn't stand up anymore, and his torn muscles seemed to be unable to withstand the slightest exertion.

But like a ruthless slave owner, he still forcibly urged his collapsed body, and with the dry and white lips trembling a few times, as if swearing a few swear words, he rushed out of the wall again, reducing his body area as much as possible in the dust and smoke, and at the same time, pouring out more bullets.

A muffled gunshot rang out, countless bullets burst out, and his body smashed vertically into the ground in an almost free-fall manner, and flew forward several meters away with his chest almost touching the ground, charging directly into the crowd in front of him.

Lilith couldn't see what was going on there, but she could imagine that the defector had rushed into the wolves like a lamb seeking death, and the gunfire sounded emotionlessly in the smoke like a cold glow of fangs.

Bang! Bang!

Sandwiched between the gunshots, there was also the muffled sound of flesh colliding, which Lilith could hear from her childhood in the laboratory, and the huge force was ferociously transmitted between the muscle fibers, prompting the body to continue to squeeze out the terrifying lethality that should not have existed for a long time.

Maybe he was really not afraid of death, maybe rushing into the enemy group was the best way he could think of breaking through now, maybe the guards couldn't imagine that a person could run so far in an instant close to the ground, maybe.

There are too many maybes, but none of them matter, anyway, under the superposition of countless possibilities, the gunfire finally stopped, the weak footsteps came from far and near, Sherlock was covered in blood and propped up on the wall, and then aimed at Lilith with a pistol he had just snatched:

"Where do we go next?"

"You're dying, you've been shot in the lungs, your leg bones are shattered, and your shoulder armor shouldn't be able to hold on."

"That's my business." Sherlock reluctantly raised his other hand and wiped the blood that was covering his vision: "Lead the way, although I don't have much strength now, but if you don't cooperate, I will kill you." ”

Lilith sighed, then got up, "Walking through the corridor ahead, there's an elevator shaft. ”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

It is difficult to understand the dialogue between these two people at this time, if you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, they are undoubtedly the relationship between the kidnappers and the hostages, but they themselves feel that this kind of polite dialogue in the midst of a rain of bullets can more or less appease each other, and at the same time, leave some life for themselves.

Ten minutes later, when the neck of the last guard in the room was snapped, Sherlock finally sat down on the floor, his muscles spasming through the thick body armor.

Lilith looked at the man in silence.

It's been 20 minutes since the alarm went off.

More than 70 guards on the periphery have come in one after another, and this guy named Sherlock dragged this broken body and harvested all the lives of these more than 70 heavily armed enemies, he should have been exhausted a long time ago, but it had been several times, and Lilith felt that he would definitely not be able to stand up again, this guy jumped up again unbelievably again, and survived again unbelievably.

At this moment, looking at his body collapsed weakly by the wall, Lilith had this idea again, this time, he must not be able to get up.

But in an instant, she laughed to herself.

Well, whether he can get up again or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with himself, this guy will definitely die here in the end anyway, there is no other possibility.

"Ahem————" A series of coughs, Sherlock's mouth spurted a large amount of blood, and he curled up in pain.

"Your willpower is incredible, but you have to admit that your body can't keep up." The soldier's corpse flowed with bright red blood, and when it came together, Lilith stood in the pool of blood, and she admired the person in front of her, even if she was already clutching her chest in pain, and her whole body was spasming, the gun in his hand was still aimed at herself.

"You don't have enough people." Sherlock wiped the blood from his mouth and said: "The first four waves of people are too confident, you think you can kill me directly, and for a while later, you always want to surround me, but you don't realize that this will distract the combat power, after all, this is a building, not a wilderness battlefield, when you finally understand that you need to concentrate all your forces together and push me sideways, you actually have less than 50 fighters left at most." ”

Lilith was silent for a while: "Please don't keep saying the word [our people], I emphasized that I belong to different departments with these security personnel, they deal with mutant creatures all year round, and some are not very good at directing rescue and suppression tactics in a small area of the building, if I am outside now, I believe you will not survive for so long."

Of course, no matter how many fighters are left, soon, there will be reinforcements coming in, and you will not be able to hold on. ”

In fact, Sherlock frowned slightly when he heard the [mutant creature], and when he heard the increase in troops, he shook his head helplessly, of course he understood this, but it seemed that he still didn't want to surrender.

At this moment, suddenly, from the communication snatched from a certain corpse, another command came:

"Notice, the surviving guards in the building immediately evacuated the building; Notice, the surviving guards in the building immediately withdraw from the building! ”

This order made Sherlock startled, and his expression finally became serious.

"What's wrong?" Lilith asked.

"I have a bad feeling that your people, oh, I'm sorry, it was the security personnel outside who suddenly asked for a quick evacuation of the guards inside the building."

Hearing this, Lilith's expression suddenly became nervous:

"What a bastard." She cursed lightly.

And Sherlock and Lilith were solemn at the same time, because they both knew what it meant to have all the armed men evacuated from the hospital at this critical juncture.

It seems that the people outside found that there was no way to catch that person quickly with guns and soldiers alone, so they went with the flow and decided to blow up the entire building directly!

Forehead. That's right, the most convenient way to quickly subdue the enemies in a building is to destroy the entire building.

And for a person with a physical condition like Sherlock, if it is only the collapse of the building, then there is a chance that he will continue to survive, and when the search and rescue team finds him, and then after some medical recuperation, it is estimated that his execution can be carried out normally.

The armed men out there haven't done so for a reason. It's nothing more than Lilith in his hands.

But now, it seems that this issue has been approved by the superiors

"Looks like they've decided to give up on you." Sherlock smiled wryly.

Lilith's eyebrows finally showed a trace of anger: "It's not a simple thing to want the high-level government to give up on me, I know who can do this kind of thing and want to borrow your hand to get rid of me by the way, it's a despicable method, but it's easy to use." ”

Sherlock looked at the other man's expression and realized that the lady in front of him seemed to have more hatred for one of his colleagues than he did for himself.

However, it is also understandable that colleagues who work together, but have different ideas, are indeed like enemies, just like the government and the Holy See in their own world, and the solution to this contradiction is basically to find a suitable reason for both sides, at a suitable time, to fight you to the death, and finally the person who is still standing becomes the final winner.

And now, Lilith is clearly the one who is about to die.

cough cough cough ————

Sherlock coughed even harder, and the muzzle of his gun, which had been aimed at Lilith, finally dropped.

"I have a proposal," he said weakly.

"Proposal?" Lilith frowned: "You should know the relationship between the two of us, and it would be more useful for you to tell me a proposal than a threat." ”

"Haha, whatever you want, but I think there's a good chance we'll die together now. Coincidentally, neither of us seems to want to die, and if a few minutes later, those of your colleagues actually bury a few bundles of explosives under the building, and when the time comes, the consequence is nothing more than that I will be dragged out and continue to be tortured, and you will be stoned to death on the spot by the collapsing ceiling, and those you don't like will be the final winners."

"Getting to the point!" Lilith said.

"You're a smart guy, let's work together and get out together."

"Impossible!" Lilith directly denied without thinking about it: "In this world, no one will help you, and I don't want to be accused of betraying humanity." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." Sherlock explained, "I'll put it another way, you're being held hostage by me and have to do what I tell you to do, and the idiots out there don't realize it, and one of them didn't pay attention to the trick and let me run." ”

“.” Lilith looked at the guy in front of her with an extremely scrutinizing eye: "You didn't give in to the torture before, I think you should be tenacious, or proud, and not allow yourself to betray your world."

But now, I find out that you are simply a narcissist!

As I said, you can't survive in this world, you're alone! ”

"Whether you can survive or not, that's my business, what you have to think about now is whether you can survive or not, please hurry, beautiful lady, those colleagues of yours are probably moving explosives into the building."

Sherlock said that, in fact, his proposal was really ridiculous, and the kidnappers actually wanted to cooperate with the hostages.

Lilith frowned and was silent for a while: "What do you want to do?" ”

At this time, on the outskirts of the psychiatric hospital, a soldier who appeared to be the head of security was reporting into the microphone:

"Mr. Councillor, I think it is necessary for me to explain once again that Ms. Lilith is not out of danger yet, the additional troops will arrive in about 5 minutes, and the target is almost unable to hold on, at this time destroy the entire building, will it?"

"You don't know how terrible that defector is, and don't you think you're talking too much, it's your job to carry out orders!"

In the headphones, a somber voice in his 50s came out.

"Obey Orders"

The person in charge of security said a little nervously, and made a gesture to the subordinates next to him, signaling that he could start preparing for the blast.

But at this moment

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the combatant's communication channel, which had not moved for a long time:

"I'm Lilith. Dr. Rosalls, the target has been subdued by me, the west corner of the 5th floor, come and pick me up. ”

(End of chapter)