85 Diary: Memories From The Youth 3 (2/2)

And so, the military was cooperating with the special agents from both countries and began hunting for illegal slave trader and I was one of the people who command the group to catch the preys.

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I was in their base, humid and dark place. Their base was somewhere in the basement. As I went deeper down, I saw a prison and a lot of children were locked inside with dirty clothes and skinny bone. They didn't have a proper eat and wash.

I cover my nose because of the disgusting smell and order my teammates to do as we planned. In the next moment, they were free and were saved from the place. The owner of the place was nowhere to be seen.

I, my subordinates and some of the special agent were still planning to catch the responsible people. They were from the so we called X organization. I was hiding in the dark waiting for that person to come. But suddenly I heard someone whispered in my left ear, ”You're just fourteen, but you look like an adult. Who are you?”

”!!”

I pulled my gun and pointing toward his head, he deflects my gun and strode to my side. In the next moment, he covers my lips with his hand and starts hushing. The owner of the place was coming. I looked at the man whose hand still in my mouth. I growled silently, ”Let go of my mouth.”

”Alright, alright,” he smirked. Then, he instructed his subordinates through his earphone, ”Coming in three o'clock directions, four man and two children. Keep on watch and follow them to their room.”

With my mouth finally free, I instructed other soldiers, ”Surround the entire area and block all the gate, don't let them escape!”

”You are good at commanding kid, what's your name?” said the man with messy hair. But when you took a closer look you could see that he was actually a young man.

”Should you introduce yourself first then ask the other person name?” I said a matter factly. He looked at me dumbfounded. This kid really pricks his interest, that was written on his face like.

”Sorry, I forgot about that.” He said with sarcastic stone, then he chuckled. ”Jo Miura. That's my name. Nice to meet you Han Asuzawa. I couldn't believe I finally meet the famous soldier everyone talks about.”

”You know my name already, so I didn't need to introduce myself again,” I said with my usual scary expression, I looked at the prey and it looks like the real boss was coming. I said to Jo Miura, ”Enough chitchat and let's hunting.”

He smiled agree with my statement.

In the next moment, a door had been kicked over to the preys' office and the noises of a gun could be heard inside.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Piiiiing! Bang!

The shooting keep on track and both sides didn't want to lose, I was reloading my gun when suddenly a man started to shoot behind me, I heard my side back got scratched from the bullet and bleeding badly.

I held my body and flip to the side, I quickly pull my trigger and shoot him. Bang! He died from his head explode.

Bang!

Another shot from our side and the prey quickly fell down one by one. It was a victory for us! But one of the prey suddenly pressed a self-destructed button!

I fell to the ground and held my bleeding stomach, I thought I would die there. I heard a noise from my teammates that there was self-destructed bomb inside the place! It would explode in one minute thirty second! We didn't have time to subjugate it, so our only option was to get away from the place now!

My teammates quickly saved the captured child and ran towards the exit door. With my face telling them I was fine, I let them go save themselves first. That shot last time was a little deep and it shot through my kidney. I should've died. But I didn't know why my body didn't want to listen.

'I want to live!' That was my thought.

A memory from childhood when Hanzo tried to run from his grandmother came to my mind. Am I going to die here? Why I act so brave in front of the other soldiers? I didn't know. Was it my pride? Or I just care for their safety first? I didn't know.

Suddenly a man came to rescue me, it was Jo Miura. He grabs my body and pulls me to his back. I got carried by him and us, or he ran to the exit door quickly. He was quite strong surprisingly. He could carry a 178 cm with 70 kg young man.

In ten seconds left, we were out from the area, but the shock from the wave explode was still brought an impact to us! I was left rolling on the ground and I couldn't see Jo Miura. Checking whether he survived or not?

He did survive, he was laying not so far from my body. But, he was in terrible condition just like me, he coughs blood and I could see a burn on his skin, but his face was alright. In short, we were both a mess.

My mind began to blur and it felt moist inside my eyes. It was the first time I was glad about someone. This tear wasn't from Hanzo. It was from my self. I cover my eyes and started to sob inwardly.

Jo Miura laughed beside me and said, ”Kakakak! You were still fourteen years old kid, huh.”

He reaches his right hand with his last strength to rubs my drench hair from the sweats.

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Jo Miura was a member of a special agent from the country since a young age. He was the first people I could trust, besides my family. He stopped doing his work when he enters his twenty and started a business and that was Handai Corp. We didn't meet again in a high school year. Despite that, I already carved his name and treated him as a big brother and a friend.