83 Wiping Out the Escaped Criminals (1/2)
Day 3 – 9:35 AM – Bacoor City Police Command Center Rooftop, Molino Boulevard, Bayanan, Bacoor City, Cavite
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A group of seven inmates were scrambling around. Five of them were firing pistols while two held a riot shield and a police baton. The men with guns were firing indiscriminately in panic. In their front, a red blur could be seen agilely dodging a gun shots.
Click! Click!
One of them had the clip of his pistol empty as he heard the clicking sound twice while trying to fire his gun. That moment, the red blur charged straight at him. As the blur was charging straight, he could see the figure more clearer.
It was a little girl!
His eyes dilated. What kind of monster was this? This was no little girl at all!
After that split second that he realized what they were fighting with, inmate's eyes went black. He received a kick on his forehead without being able to react and his neck bent backwards.
One of them died just like that!
The remaining criminals became frenzied. What was happening! They had no idea at all!
When the kick connected, there was a split second that they saw a little girl with a red frilled dress with her foot planted at the forehead of their comrade. The next thing they knew was that the neck of their comrade was bent at an unnatural angle before his body flew to the wall behind them!
BANG! BANG!
The little girl turned into a blur once more and retreated.
TSST!
One of the men who were shooting at the little girl fell down. There was a hole on his temple and was bleeding profusely.
On the roof of the suspended pathway Mark immediately jumped back after shooting one of the inmates that was shooting his daughter.
PANG!
A shot bore a hole at the place he was standing before he jumped.
TSST!
The person who shot him just now fell with a hole on his forehead.
Mark was pissed. Those bunch of fools were actually ganging up on Abbygale! He holstered his pistol and pulled up the Assault Rifle on his side. He was using the pistol as the M16 was a gun not suitable for sprinting, harder to aim and not suitable for narrow spaces. However, he stopped caring anymore!
TSTSTSTSTSTSTSST!!!
He switched the M16 into full auto and rained half a clip of ammo at the group Abbygale was fighting with!
The men with guns immediately fell and one with the shield soon followed. One guy managed to react in time and blocked the barrage of bullets with the riot shield. However, was he safe? NO!
With a crack, his neck bent as a foot of a little girl made contact with the right side of his face!
Abbygale landed on the rooftop after giving that vicious kick. She looked at the dead men then looked at her Papa. She was displeased and shouted.
”PAPA!! These bad guys are mine!”
TSST!
Mark shot another inmate that tried to shoot him from the window.
He looked at Abbygale and said.
”You took too long killing them.”
”Muu! Papa bad!”
”Pfft. Alright! Add those guys to your score.”
Hearing that, the little girl calmed down. It looked like she wanted the present more than actually doing the killing. Even if she was like this, she was still a little girl! Children always loved to receive presents from their parents!
On the rooftop of the City Hall, the Chief and his two subordinates did not know what to say after hearing the conversation of the father and daughter. The two were more savage than those criminals!
However, they also received a lingering fear from the two. They were not human at all! It was better for them to not offend these monsters or they would not even know how they died!
”We need to report this to Madam later.”
Chief Mallari said making his subordinates nod helplessly.
The sounds of guns firing stopped. It was not because the criminals were already wiped out but because the remaining inmates retreated inside. By the looks of it, the one who was leading the criminals deemed the situation dangerous and started to focus on defense.
The scouts were wiped out. The group on the rooftop was the same. Mark jumped onto the rooftop and joined Abbygale who was looking down while spreading her fingers one by one. Mark almost laughed. The little girl was having a hard time counting her score.
Mark looked down by his feet. He spread his detection area below and felt the remaining criminals gathering and preparing an ambush in several rooms.
Counting how many was killed, the scouts were nine people while there were eight here. The total they killed was seventeen. There were still six inside along with the leader like figure of the criminals.
Killing them was very easy to Mark since there was cover fire from behind provided by the three policemen. If not, it would be a lot harder and more dangerous. The scouts did not dare to poke their heads at the same time which gave him the leeway to pick on the limited number of heads poking out.
Still, it was really unfair to these criminals. While they needed to aim at their target outside, the person outside was already anticipating their movements. It was like playing a shooting arcade to Mark where enemies who had shots that would hit him would be showing a red marker. To him however, there was a sudden surge of emotional fluctuations to those people who was planning to shoot making it easier for him to detect where the shot would come from.
It was real life hacking! A real life wall hack!
Mark looked at Abbygale who finished counting her score. While he had a wall hack, this girl injected a speed hack into the game called Real Life!
Dodging five people shooting pistols at her and she was left unscathed. That feat could not be replicated by anyone!
Huh?
Mark was confused and suddenly looked at a far direction. He detected two more people in the furthest room of the Command Center. Their emotional fluctuation was very weak. It should be the reason why he did not detect them earlier. However, Mark also felt pity on the two he just detected. The emotion that was enveloping the two was despair. Considering the possibilities, those two should be women. And they were here stuck with a group of animals in human skin. It was very easy to tell what happened to the two.
As the gunfight died down, the three policemen caught up to the father and daughter standing on the rooftop. Chief Mallariand Abbygale noticed that there was something wrong as Mark was blankly looking at a certain direction.
”Papa, what are you looking at?”
”Nothing.”
Mark shook his head. As if he would narrate what he just deduced to a little girl.
Chief Mallari approached the two.
”Mark, there should be some of those scums remaining inside right? What are your plans?”