infinite loop

Climbing down from behind the water-oxygen rusted pipe, Kyle retracted his arm and put one of her arms around his other shoulder. President Sawyer led the way, and walked along the winding tunnel in the dark. .

The sharp thorns from the broken ribs pierced into the fan between the lungs, and a large area of ​​broken meat was deposited in the cavity. Every time the lungs moved, a fishy sweetness overflowed from the throat.

Her face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and Su Li couldn't speak at all due to the colic caused by the impact of the bullet embedded in her body. She could only walk with difficulty and mechanically under Kyle's hold.

The weak and trembling heartbeat vaguely carried an elusive sense of incongruity. Excessive blood loss, physical exhaustion, and organ failure caused her consciousness to be chaotic and vague, as if she had fallen into the sky.

She hasn't suffered such a crime on the way to death for a long time... Obviously, just one shot to the heart can solve her troubles, but that Stanz shot three times in close range against her body, and the impact point of each shot By chance and coincidence, they all bypassed the fatal link...

Fuck his coincidence, she bet fifty cents that guy must have done it on purpose, what a jerk.

I don't know what kind of mentality Kyle is holding. He would rather have an extra burden that slows down his actions several times than shoot her.

I can’t remember how long they stumbled, but in a blink of an eye they followed President Sawyer’s vague guidance and arrived at a storage room that looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. The sunlight melted into a thread through the window that was nailed up with wooden boards, reflecting the room full of rising waves. of dust particles.

After inhaling the turbid dust, her heart and lungs felt very uncomfortable. Su Li had basically determined that there was something serious wrong with Marianne Freeman's heart.

So, is it possible to take advantage of this...?

Su Li hesitated for a moment, but decisively dismissed the idea.It is said that death from a heart attack is extremely painful, so it is better not to try it lightly.

Kyle bent down and loosened her arms to put her on the ground, while President Sawyer dug out a first-aid kit from the dilapidated locker with sweat profusely on the side, held it in his hand and strode over to put it beside him. "I still haven't forgotten the layout of the White House... Can you see if this can still be used?"

Nodding silently, Kyle tore off the rusty and rotten latch, and took out a roll of sterile bandages and a few pairs of surgical forceps wrapped in dustproof non-woven cloth.

Su Li understood immediately, and instinctively gasped and wanted to hide, but then she tilted her head and lowered her eyes.

Anyway, it's not like he hasn't experienced this kind of thing in other worlds. Now that he has reached this point, let him go.

Just bad luck.

……

Kyle lifted up her black jacket with holes in it, and there was no trace of dry blood flowing out and flowing down, leaving a small pool of dark red marks on the ground.

He half-kneeled on the wet bloody mud, handed the bandage to the president, unpacked the package and took out the surgical forceps.

Perhaps it was because the muzzle of the gun was too close when Stanz shot, and the heat of the friction of the ammunition pierced through the air burned the cracked skin near the wound to thinly charred black.Kyle frowned and observed for a moment, then inserted the sharp ends of the surgical forceps.

...you be gentle with me...

The tendons soaked in blood were pulled apart, Su Li let out a muffled snort, and subconsciously clenched her fingers.

The first bullet was extracted, followed by the second.

One tore the flesh around her waist and pierced the glass, but did not stay in her body.

After finishing all this, Kyle propped up her upper body and bit off the bandage with his teeth. At this moment, the satellite phone brought out by the president from the apartment rang. The speakerphone threw the phone into the President's hands.

"Listen, Kyle, the Vice President applied for the Third Amendment."

An urgent and eager female voice came out of the loudspeaker, "He has given the order of the special forces to break into the White House with the authority of the current president... Delta forces have entered the airspace of Washington."

Kyle's right hand froze in the air, he turned his head suddenly and said, "No, they can't go in the air, they have to go on the ground..."

Another male voice who intervened in the conversation retorted coldly: "You don't need to worry about this matter."

Knotting the tied bandage, Kyle raised his eyebrows, put Su Li on the abandoned sofa cushion, and said in the direction of the sonar, "Really? Unfortunately, the terrorists have Javelin anti-aircraft missiles."

"……what?!"

Obviously not expecting such a situation, the other party's voice suddenly rose, "It was not mentioned in the intelligence, and it is too late to cancel it now. They...they interrupted the communication."

...Can't cancel it? !

Kyle stood up abruptly, grabbed the phone and held it to his mouth, "If the special forces fail to break in, those guys will kill all the hostages—including my daughter!"

Su Li covered the bandage on her stomach, waved her hands at him, and endured the sharp pain and discomfort in her vocal cords, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you waiting for... Emily is in the Blue Room."

After closing the hood with a snap, he turned and hurried to the door. Kyle stepped out of the door but turned back halfway, took out a pistol and stuffed it into the President's hand, "Use it for any situation, Mr. President .But be careful not to shoot yourself in the foot."

He patted the other person's hand, and then walked away quickly without delay.

The President sat down on a slightly cleaner place on the sofa cushions, fiddled with the gun Kyle gave him, and inadvertently met two eyes with his eyes lowered.

"You want me to use this to help you out?"

As soon as he finished asking, he saw Su Li nod his head immediately. President Sawyer looked down at the pistol, closed the safety cover and put it in his arms with a slightly unfamiliar movement, "Don't even think about it."

"..."

It's really annoying you.

After a while, the Delta Force Black Hawk helicopter flying at low altitude hovered over the White House.The terrorists who had been prepared for a long time blocked the roof with Javelin anti-aircraft missiles. The three military helicopters were completely wiped out without any defense, and one of them even crashed out of the window.

Tongues of heat wave and flames rolled into the sky, and thick black smoke gushed out under the daylight, covering up the bright sunlight.

Su Li wanted to take a look outside, but due to her injuries, she was not allowed to even half-raise her body.She slammed her head back on the couch cushion, the pain was unbearable all over her body.

...I really hope this will end soon, she is already a bit physically and mentally exhausted.

The president paced back and forth in the crowded space piled up with sundries, looking down at the pocket watch in the pocket of his sportswear from time to time.

Not long after the first helicopter was shot down, the public address system was suddenly activated, and Martin Walker's voice resounded throughout the White House, "Good morning, Mr. Kyle. You must have heard of me, my name is Martin Walker."

The president's extremely regular footsteps froze, and he looked up at the broadcast loudspeaker in the corner of the room.

Martin Walker paused for a moment, then continued in a calm tone, "I have someone here who wants to say hello to you. Come, say hello to your father, sweetheart—"

Then, everyone heard a crying answer, "...No..."

—It's Emily.

They discovered the father-daughter relationship between Emily and Kyle?

Martin Walker's voice was lowered, his face seemed kind and approachable, and he changed the subject in a very good manner, "Okay then. Can you tell your father what Mr. Stanz next to him is holding in his hand?" ?”

"...Yes, it's a gun..." Emily sobbed, "A gun..."

"Good. Now I'm going to start the countdown, Mr. Kyle."

Martin Walker said briskly, but the texture of the sound track was uneven and husky, "If I count to one and you haven't handed Mr. President to me, Mr. Stanz will shoot you with the gun in his hand." Kill your sweet little baby."

"As I said, that old bastard is indeed plotting something."

Without the slightest hesitation, President Sawyer shrugged his shoulders, and walked towards the door in a leisurely manner, "Look, now it's time to use me."

"three."

"two."

……

"We've got the President."

Swallowing the "one" that was about to be blurted out, Martin Walker clapped his hands approvingly, "Excellent. Take this little girl to the office, Mr. Stanz."

At the end of the last syllable, the electrical circuit stalled and groaned, and the PA system was shut down.

Lying in the empty storage room, Su Li was bored counting the dark green mold scattered on the ceiling, and at the same time enduring the almost normal pain that flowed through her limbs and bones.

What the hell... If I had known this, I would not have provoked Stanz at the beginning. Throughout her long time travel career, she has never encountered such an aggrieved situation.

There was the sound of fighting that was getting closer and closer outside the window. The two men were entangled, fighting each other fiercely and crashing into the door together.

The dust aroused by the heavy objects falling to the ground gradually diffused, and the faces of the two wrestling together emerged clearly—at present, the one with the quickest attack is Stanz, who has no power to parry with the opponent's strong offensive and can only keep parrying It's Kyle.

During the stalemate entanglement, the mobile phone in Kyle's pocket fell to the ground, and the bell rang.

Dodging Stantz's punch, Kyle leaned over and wanted to reach the satellite phone. Suddenly, a military boot covered with dirt and silt crossed his eyes, and he suffered a severe blow to the face immediately!

The capillaries were compressed and burst, making the eyeballs bloodshot, and the vision was covered with blood. Kyle slid sideways with one hand on the ground to avoid another slam from the opponent, and flipped to the side of the phone to connect the call.

"Kyle? Martin Walker used the president's palm print and a launch code from nowhere to fully activate our nuclear bomb... Are you there? Kyle? He wants to launch a full-scale nuclear strike! Please stop him, ASAP……"

Stanz, who was approaching closely, smashed the satellite phone with his foot, and Kyle immediately backed away quickly to dodge the next straight punch from the opponent's tricky angle.The tactical vest that was taken off from the terrorist was sticky and wet. With a flash of inspiration, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the nylon rope on the vest that was used to fix the grenades in series. He tilted his body and fell backwards. Twist the rope up!

The rough knot tightened in his throat, causing Stantz to miss the force of his hand. Kyle tied the flexible and unbreakable nylon rope on the bar of the door latch, and then pulled the pull ring of one of the grenades.

After finishing this series of actions, Kyle ran out of the room without looking back.

Guessing that the distance was safe enough, he stopped and turned around, only to find that the room looked familiar.

This is the...storage room where he, the President, and Mariana stayed just now?

"...Mary! No—"

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he watched as Stanz, who was tied to the door and couldn't escape, suddenly stopped struggling. He looked down at the string of smoking grenades wrapped around his neck, and then at the sofa cushion not far away. Su Li, who had apparently lost most of her ability to move, sneered maliciously.

Kyle immediately raised his legs and rushed towards the storage room, but——

"Boom!"

Hit by the scorching high-pressure air waves, she receded, through the uprooted wooden bars and shattered glass of the window, what finally froze in Kyle's eyes was that she frowned slightly and closed her eyes, unable to see the meaning clearly. calm expression.

In the next second, broken bricks and tiles burst into the air and exploded.

……

Su Li woke up in her room.

The tingling sensation that invaded the nerves had long since faded away, she rubbed her throbbing forehead, and sat up from the bed covered with the cool summer quilt.

The pendulum hanging high on the opposite wall reminded her that it was just past four o'clock in the morning.

The food stalls selling pancakes and egg-filled pancakes downstairs had already opened early. She smelled the tangy aroma, and her stomach started to growl.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stretched, and decided to eat something.

...No matter what the process is, it's good to be back.

The author has something to say: the end of this volume.Unexpectedly fast...?I thought I could finish two more chapters...

Light a [candle] for Kyle

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…Adhering to the principle of the minority obeying the majority, this volume is over, and the next volume will open Pacific Rim╭(╯3╰)╮

Put a teaser picture↓The New Zealand machine XD that has not appeared in the main film will show a small face in the next chapter...

The Huantai part is divided into two volumes, so it doesn’t matter if the first volume is moved forward XD

Ps It's all said that Su and prostitute!Do you really want to see it! ! [Hide face with hands