Chapter 23 The Erchius Mining Facility Incident 10 (1/2)
The bullet was from a Tier 2 Weapon and John's armor was of Tier 1. The bullet hit the weak spot of the armor that was located right at the waist.
Blood gushed out as the projectile penetrated into John's body.
”Argh!” John groaned in pain. He placed a hand in the wound trying to stop the bleeding and with the another hand he continued to shoot at Mouro.
*Bang, Bang, Bang...*
Mouro was only able to dodge one bullet the other two hit him right at the middle of the chest, opening a hole in his Tier 1 Armor.
Lenny took the opportunity and shot the pistol out of Mouro's hand.
Mouro fell on ground while clutching his wounded hand.
”Wait, wait!” Mouro put his hand on the air.
”Lenny! Stop shooting!” John shouted at Lenny when he saw that Mouro Jas given up.
Lenny on the other hand kept his aim at Mouro.
John dropped his guard. He took a handcuff from his inventory and threw toward Mouro, ”Put it on...”
”Alright...” Mouro ignored his wounds and placed the handcuffs.
When John saw that Mouro had truly put them, he approached.
The moment he was right in front of Mouro, the agent suddently jumped from the ground, took the knife in ground and charged toward John.
*Bang*
Mouro was immediately shot at the leg by Lenny.
John jumped back and stared in shock and anger at Mouro, ”Why would you do that!?”
Mouro ignored the pain and ironically said, ”What else could it be? I'm just completing my mission.”
”You...”
Mouro took the knife again and sprang toward John once again.
*Bang*
Lenny shot again, but this Mouro slightly moved his body to the side and dodged the bullet.
Mouro's knife was just about to pierce at John's head, when John hastily pressed the trigger of his gun.
*Bang*
The energy bullet flew out of the muzzle and cleanly pierced Mouro's head and left at the other side.
Mouro's body continued forward because of the momentum, but the arm that was with the knife dropped and no longer was a threat to John.
*Blam*
John fell on the ground with Mouro's body on top of him.
John threw the body away from him and hastily stood up. He looked at the body and then at his own hands. He didn't saw blood, but for him, his hands were now stained.
He fearfully closed his eyes. His hands were trembling.
He had killed a person. A sentient race. A Human.
There is a difference of seeing dead bodies and actually killing someone of his own race. He always felt bad and depressed whenever he saw a dead body, but now... He had killed one person himself.
It doesn't matter if it was a bad person, a assassin, this doesn't change the fact that he had ended a life.