Chapter 889 - It’s not up to you (1/2)
Chapter 889: It’s not up to you
The light bulbs flickered in the room. Cham supported his body with a rifle and shook his cloudy head to drive away the dizzy feeling. He struggled to get up from the ground. Gasol, who was previously sitting next to him, was similarly holding himself up with a rifle.
Just a moment ago, the entire embassy shook violently as if it was hit by a missile. The huge impact shattered all the ceilings and everything smashed on the ground. At the same time, the two were toppled and they also lost their balance.
“Sh*t, what happened?!” Gasol spat out and subconsciously glanced out the window.
Fortunately, the UA soldiers made no further moves.
“I don’t know.”
Cham, with an uncertain expression, squeezed the sentence out of his mouth and turned off the safety of the rifle.
“Should we execute the hostages?” Gasol said gravely.
“Execute some.”
If they didn’t respond to such provocative actions and allowed the other party to think they were bluffing, it would be problematic.
After finishing this sentence, Cham pulled out his pistol, and looked at where the girl on the ground.
However, to his surprise, the blood on the ground was still there, but she had disappeared.
Cham cursed.
He was careless. When the bullet broke through her combat suit, the optical illusion stopped functioning. Because he thought she lost her combat power and she wouldn’t have lived for long after the loss of blood, he just tied her up and tossed her to the corner.
Unexpectedly, this combat suit didn’t completely fail from the breakage…
Nor did he expect she could move even while being that injured…
Cham and Gasol raised their muzzles immediately and their narrowed pupils scanned the room. When the optical illusion moved, it would cause a slight ripple around the individual. With enough concentration, it wouldn’t be difficult to identify her movements.
Half a minute later, dense gunfire came downstairs, and a strong of sense uneasiness entered his mind.
What happened next confirmed his instincts.
The door was kicked open and Gasol lifted the muzzle out of his reflex. However, at that time, Zhu Yu moved.
With one hand, she pulled out the dagger on her waist, and in a flash of a second, the dagger cut open his throat. Not far away, Cham turned his gun, but he didn’t have time to aim before a dark shadow slammed from the doorway, sending him flying.
Cham was coughing out blood. He pushed off the body of a mercenary on top of him and he desperately tried to reach for his gun. However, three shots shattered his hopes.
“AHHH—” His left hand held onto his broken right hand. His face was twisted because of the sharp pain.
A flash of resoluteness entered his eyes. Relying on his strong will, he let go of his left hand holding onto his right arm and he reached for the detonator around his waist. The modified van parked in the garage was filled with 200 kilograms of explosives. As long as he pressed the detonator, the entire embassy would be lifted from the ground up.
However, when he pressed the detonator, the expected explosion didn’t happen.
The optical illusion was forcibly deactivated. Zhu Yu appeared beside Gasol’s body. The bloodstain on the body couldn’t be distinguished. A round tube resembling a can of Coke was nonchalantly tossed out from Jiang Chen’s hands and rolled slowly in front of Cham. However, he didn’t notice it. He just looked at the detonator with disbelief.
“Have you heard of EMP? You guys just don’t remember.” Jiang Chen shook his head.
“Impossible. It’s impossible… There’s a heating wire in the bomb. Even if there was EMP, it should directly trigger the bomb,” Cham mumbled, even forgetting his pain.
“We can make EMP bigger and naturally, we can also make it smaller. For example, the round pipe in front of you – we call it the EMP grenade.”
Without bothering with Cham, who was completely stunned, Jiang Chen went to Zhu Yu’s side and kicked away the fallen Gasol on her. He examined the gruesome wounds on her shoulders, sighed, and picked her up from the ground.