Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Chapter 207 Swearing to Mercury

The moment the gunshot rang out, Osby knew it was Deola who fired the shot. Her gun was the only one in the team that made that sound, and he quickly determined the direction.

The students hadn't realized what was happening yet. They were vaguely aware of gunshots and huddled together in panic and fear, like weak and pitiful little rabbits.

"Was that a gunshot?"

"Yeah, I heard it several times, and it's still happening now."

"Bad guy?"

Seeing this, the physical education teacher asked the students to gather together and not run or walk around. He stood in front of them and asked Osby: "What on earth are you doing! Do you know whose children they are?"

The students still didn't know what was going on at this moment, and didn't understand why the physical education teacher would question Osby and the others like that. The brave ones stood trembling in front of the classmates they wanted to protect.

Now that the relationship had been exposed, Osby didn't plan to continue pretending. He directly took out a gun from his clothes. The other mercenaries disguised as assistants did the same. They pointed their guns at them and said, "Don't move. If anyone dares to run, I will shoot him through the leg!"

The students screamed and cried in fear, but no one ran away, and no one impulsively resisted.

"Boss, what should we do?" a mercenary asked, "Should we go back and take a look?"

Now they didn't know why Deola opened fire. It would be best to go back and check the situation, but they couldn't get back quickly with all these hostages. So he said to his subordinate No. 1, "Go back and check. If something goes wrong, blow the whistle immediately."

"it is good."

After Zhong Suhan knocked Deola over, she did not ask for help from the outside world. The geographical environment here meant that she could not get reinforcements quickly, so she simply ambushed near the camp, using Deola as bait, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

The effective range of this pistol is fifty meters. It may not cause fatal injuries to the human body at a farther distance. She did not dare to ambush too far away. Fortunately, there were many trees here, and the backpacks of other students in the camp were also here.

She held her breath, like an experienced hunter, controlling her breathing, quietly waiting for her prey to appear. Soon, subordinate No. 1 appeared in her sight.

She did not act rashly, and even her heartbeat was not disturbed.

The distance is not enough.

Subordinate No. 1 saw Deola lying there and Zhong Suhan was not nearby. He was not on guard against the little girl, but he did not rush forward to check on her condition. Instead, he hid and was alert to the person who hit Deola.

He dodged quickly, and Zhong Suhan couldn't tell where he was or what the gun was in his hand. She cursed inwardly at the sight, but fortunately she guessed that the other party would be very alert, so she gently moved one of her fingers, and the trap she had prepared in advance was activated.

In the sight of subordinate No. 1, a figure suddenly flew out from behind a tree, and he shot reflexively, exposing his position and gun.

After Zhong Suhan identified the model, he moved another finger, consuming a wave of the opponent's bullets, then quickly ran out of a collapsed tent and shot at his subordinate No. 1. In the opponent's shocked eyes, each bullet was fatal.

This behavior was extremely dangerous. As long as she miscalculated and the opponent's bullets were not used up, as long as she was not fast enough and appeared after the opponent had changed the magazine... it could lead to her death.

Zhong Suhan took a deep breath. Fortunately, she had been with death so many times that she was used to this feeling. Before the next wave of people arrived, she hung the body of her subordinate No. 1 on a tree and gave Deola another anesthetic.

As for whether the other person would die after receiving anesthesia or whether it would affect the brain, these were not within her scope of consideration.

After the gunshot this time, although Osby did not hear the whistle, he thought it was no longer a wise thing to continue letting his subordinates go to the camp to see what was happening. It happened that his companions who went to deal with the barbed wire had returned, so he simply took the students back to the camp.

They saw the body of subordinate number one from a long distance away. The other subordinates excitedly rushed forward and shot wildly at the camp, leaving the tents full of holes. After venting their anger and making sure that there could be no living people inside, they began to search, trying to find the person who killed subordinate number one.

But they found nothing. The camp where Deola and Zhong Suhan were supposed to be was now just a pile of tattered tents and things brought by the students.

Osby discovered that the bullet in his subordinate No. 1's body was Deola's, and his gun and bullets were missing. He had a vague guess in his mind, but it was quickly overturned.

He didn't think that Zhong Suhan, a seventeen-year-old girl, had the courage and ability to kill.

"Boss, have our actions been discovered?" said a subordinate, but Osby didn't think so.

Their actions were swift and secretive, and their control over the entire Redwood Park was perfect. In addition, the wife and children of the park's director were still in the hands of the organization, and the other party did not dare to betray them. Even if Zhong Suhan ran out of the forest, he could not escape from the Redwood Park, and it was impossible for him to be rescued so quickly.

Osby looked at the sky. It was already dark. The fine raindrops felt cold on his face, like needles pricking him. "It's raining. Let the students go into the tents first, light a fire and cook. Be alert at night."

The physical education teacher asked the still trembling students to obey and go into the tent in groups of three or four, while he stood outside, staring at the mercenaries.

As a former mercenary, he knew very well what kind of people were among the mercenaries.

Osby saw his concerns and said, "Don't worry, my people won't do anything dirty to students."

"Will you swear to Mercury?"

Mercury is the patron saint of all mercenaries in this world. Legend has it that no matter how many people a mercenary kills, Mercury will come to welcome his soul to paradise at the moment of his death. But if you betray Mercury, then she will not come to welcome you.

Osby shrugged and swore, "I swear to Mercury that my people will never violate these students. If I lie, my soul will not be welcomed by her and will fall into purgatory forever."

The physical education teacher was relieved and went into one of the tents to rest. He had to maintain the best physical strength and condition so that he could protect the students in time if they tried to kill them.