Steel steam and flame

The two sides did not speak. At this moment, they were in tacit understanding and quietly used their ears to listen to others' reactions through the microphone. Only their breathing became the same background sound on both sides.

The breathing sound coming from over there seemed a little dry. The person seemed to be holding his nose to breathe. It was very special, but he couldn't tell the specific feeling of the sound.

"Who are you?" Iyeta asked tentatively, closing his small suitcase with his free hand, which contained weapons necessary for missions and self-protection.

There was no answer, and the sound of breathing completely disappeared at this time. Iyeta immediately stood up, hung up the communication, and then came to the window and carefully examined the scenery outside through the opened curtain while contacting the last remaining teammate.

The four of them do not live on the same floor. They are separated by a certain distance, and each person's room is in a different location.

"Miss Iyetta?" The remaining teammates were confused, because they had just contacted her about the information not long ago, and what they wanted to say had already been said at that time.

"Leave the hotel quickly, the enemy is coming." Iyetta said directly, "Also, there are only two of us left now."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Iyetta hung up the communication. Carrying his light yellow suitcase, putting on a pair of plain glasses and slightly changing his appearance, Iyetta immediately went downstairs and went to the underground parking lot.

The parking lot was dark, and there were not many lights turned on. Some of the lamps had reached the point of serious aging, and the light they emitted could only barely reveal a shadow in the darkness in mid-air.

Taking the stairs, Ieta carried the box and held a pistol with a long magazine in one hand. He controlled the strength and amplitude of his steps and silently walked towards the backup vehicle that the team had prepared in the parking lot.

When they temporarily stayed in this hotel, the four of them carefully prepared an extra rented limo, separate from the one they often used, and parked one on the left and one on the right opposite the underground garage. Two areas. I thought I was being too careful, but I didn't expect it to work so quickly.

Putting his body in the shadows pulled out by the support pillars of the underground garage, Ieta carefully approached the spare limousine. She seemed to be the only one in the garage now, and every sound was amplified many times by the surrounding black and white light and shadow, as well as the silent space. The air was full of dry dust, and Ieta suddenly felt that her mouth was a little dry. She looked at the other side of the garage through the gap between the parked limousines, the cross pupils in her eyes swaying.

There's no one around, and there's no scent of other people around. Everything is safe? She wasn't sure. The backup limo was already less than ten meters away from her. With her own flexibility, she believed she could complete all the steps of getting in and starting the car in five or six seconds.

But there was something blocking her heart. Relying on solid red mercury to enter the second stage of the operation, Iyetta also gradually discovered the additional benefits of solid red mercury. The improvement during the surgical stage is the most intuitive experience, but the various organs and abilities of the body seem to be affected by the solid red mercury. Some senses become more acute than the surgeon realizes. Just like the panic she felt now, Ieta knew that there was something nearby that she instinctively felt was dangerous.

The footsteps stopped at this moment, and Iyeta curled up into a ball, hiding in a dark shadow, and her heartbeat and breathing dropped at the same time.

"Ding!" Just as Iyeta was hiding in the shadow, the elevator connecting the underground garage lit up. The protective door there opened, and a fat woman came down holding a sleeping baby wrapped in a layer of light gray cloth.

The woman is a bit young, with a little bit of powder on her face, giving her a different kind of hazy beauty under the light. There was some hesitation in his steps. There was no one in the underground garage at this time, and it did have a permeable atmosphere.

"Is there anyone there?" The young mother was timid and didn't shout loudly, lacking confidence. She was scared. If there was another person, maybe the situation would be much better.

No one answered the young mother's question. She could only hold her child and walk towards the parked limo. The direction is impartial, exactly the direction of the shadow hidden by Ieta.

The sound of footsteps was amplified layer by layer, and after a few seconds, the entire garage seemed to be filled with a rhythmless "pitter patter" sound.

Soon, the young mother seemed to arrive next to her parked limo. She held her child carefully with one hand and reached into her pocket with the other hand, about to take out the password card to open the door. But the action of taking out the password card stopped at this moment, and the young mother's body also stiffened.

On the limo in front of her, I don't know when, next to her own dark shadow, there was another thin shadow. The shadow was stretched very long by the light. Just from the width of the shadow, you can vividly and naturally depict the strong and thin figure in your mind.

The thin shadow also moved at this time. The dark shadow was stretching its arms, pulling out something long. The young mother didn't say a word, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was frightened by the person who walked up behind her silently, and she stood there without any obvious movement.

Until the skinny shadow pulled out the thing completely, the cold light reflected from the lamps shone on the limo. It was a slender single-edged sword, with a blade that was probably over one and a half meters long. Under the light, there is a bright color of snow, and the sharp edge cuts the sight of the past.

The long sword was slowly leveled by the thin man, and the tip of the sword pointed at the ground was raised, slowly pointing at the young woman in front of him. The stiff young female mother finally moved. She also understood that if she continued to wait, she would not be able to find a breakthrough opportunity from the man behind her. Now we can only resist desperately at the last moment.

The two took action almost at the same time. The young mother turned around and tore open the gray-white cloth wrapping the baby with her hands. There was no sleeping baby inside, except for a soft pillow, which was a loaded, rapid-fire light machine gun with a bullet chain. When he turned around, he pressed the trigger, the muzzle of the gun sprayed out light red flames, and the bullets fired, drawing dark red trajectory lines in the dim light. The young mother's face was ferocious, and she finally revealed her original, frightened male face.

When the gunfire rang out, the thin man also pointed the tip of his sword at the man.

"Hoo!" As if some kind of solemn ceremony was being held, the man finally breathed out a breath of hot white breath. Immediately, the skinny man's body twisted in the black and white light and shadow, and the long sword was swung several times by the man in an instant, each time slashing out a dazzling silver stream in the darkness. The silver streams of light transformed from the swords intertwined with each other, intertwined into a bright net, completely enveloping the man disguised as a young mother in front of him.