CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

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An object the size of a pimpong ball rolled towards the backs of those savages. Three minutes of time it took, the grenade exploded perfectly. The sound of a bang that was so loud made shards of glass scatter each other. Black smoke rises high in the air. Those people fell bouncing, lying on their stomach, helpless on their back. Their backs and bodies were badly damaged and some others had already fallen to death.

Azam did not waste the chaos created by its members. He managed to break away with a machete scratch that was beneath him. Azam kicked the male into a distended stomach and immediately crushed the Thunder using a club that was under Asha.

Azam then pulled Asha with him. As quickly as the reinforcements came as quickly as the enemy reinforcements returned to meet the eye. They carried handguns and fired blindly at the G02RM members who were fighting.

"Protect your heads...!!"

Peter shouted to remind his members.The bullet from the gun leading to Hamzah mentally fell to the ground. Hamzah looked at Asha and Azam last before sneaking behind a tree.It turns out they also wore bulletproof vests.

"Shoot the head...!!!"

Hamzah Shouts. One man collapsed when the hot lead had already perforated his temple.

Azam could not join his friends because he had a duty and was obliged to bring Asha out of this battle field.But unfortunately their movements provoked attention.

"Catch those two, prisoner! Hurry up and catch them..."

The sound of a Typhoon splitting the forest roof. The typhoon pulled away from the gunfight and focused on two of its captives.

Azam had picked up Heckler when Typhoon was about to slash his wrist with a machete.Namun Azam actually managed to kick the head of the snake to fall down. Forced Azam to move Heckler's gun to his left hand and protect Asha's head with his right hand from the shots of the bastard. Five of the dozens of Cyclone men collapsed after receiving a shot of the decimator from Azam's pistol.

The whistling storm called out to his friends.

"You guys come with me after those two whores...!!"

Azam's right hand tightly grasped Asha's hand, channeling energy to keep running even though his body was crumbling. Azam nodded at Asha to convince her to expel her fears.

"Follow the path of the great tree...!"

Azam's whisper gave instructions, while he himself was busy returning shots - shots aimed at them from behind. The main target of the shot is to paralyze the Typhoon, but the madman climbs the tree like an ape until it runs out of its bullets.Azam slams his gun angrily. Bullet reserves are in the frying bag, the gun is no longer useful.

Azam was about to turn, but the appearance of movement from the bush made Azam remain vigilant.

"Awas...in front of you...!?"

Almost a bullet lodged in Asha's head, Azam pulled him back a step.

"Damn..! We have to go into the forest, the devil with the way out. We'll find her later...!?"

Azam brought Asha sneaking into between two large trees, occasionally sounding snapping shoes and eruptions of geranat not as weak as before.

"Let's be okay, keep walking...!"

Azam whispered bracing, he knew Asha was in pain.The whole body had been in rough contact with the sharp thorns.There was nothing he could do but make his hands as a protective shield for the girl.

"We'll find medicine there, I know a plant that can lighten your wounds..."

Azam was proud to hear his enemies groaning in pain, but not for Asha. His soft voice did not deserve to whimper in pain. Azam was tormented, and Azam could do nothing. Scalpel or his gun has been taken.

Asha groaned, Azam looked down and looked at the girl's chipped eyes. Nails - nails hit by a stone.Dadak Azam stung with pain.

Feeling that he had run far enough away, Azam decided to stop treating the girl's wounds. Without saying anything - he left Asha to look for something and returned after fifteen minutes with a leaf similar to marijuana in his hand.

"Sit down and stick out your legs..."

Asha obediently, his legs felt limp.Sepan Azam dripped sap of leaf stems over the wound Asha. Feels cold and immediately eliminates the pain.

"Your wounds will dry quickly...."

"But how's your wound-Zam...?"

Asha stared at me.

Has not had time to say thank you or others have been heard shooting getting closer in the hearing. Asha stood up and Azam again issued his oath of absorbency to the people.

The longest journey of his life was to run around due to a threat with a girl, an hour used barging to hide from them until the sun gave off an orange color and sunk into the darkness.

Azam felt an extremely angry feeling. His psychiatrist always wanted him to be able to control his emotions. But at this time he failed, the man was indeed easily angry. It was created from fire, and now it is terrible. Anger can be shown to anyone. On her, those fucking people, or even Asha herself. He is angry with everything and he can get very out of control.

The forest was getting foggy, they were getting breathless. A full day chased by Typhoons. The logging gangs in the forest numbered in the tens, carrying machetes and brandishing clurits. Some carried long barrel fire fighters wanting war.

Azam could not attack and protect, he had to choose one of them. They eventually took refuge under a large tree, and Azam began to show his disbelief.

" Are you carrying a weapon...?"

"No..."

Asha's trouble regulates her breath. While Azam ruffled his hair in frustration, his automatic compass he had given to Arya. Then he glanced at his analog clock that could no longer function, the screen cracked because it was hit by the Typhoon machete.

"Pistol or knife...?!"

Asha looked at Azam as if it was a joke that she asked him.

"I'm here for social service, not for war..."

The girl's reply further enraged Azam, her eyes flashed. His brain is completely blocked.

"Fight with your activities, you enter the forest without carrying a weapon ! Fool, you put where your brain is. Huhh...? What's inside the beaker with your syringe...?!"

The muscles around the temples tighten, the jaws harden. Asha was startled not a bitch, her cry was buzzing - a loud buzz in her ears.

Azam was angry, furious. Asha spoke, Death is not spying on his life. The girl had no self-defense, her eyes began to glaze over. Yes, Asha probably won't understand how important weapons are to self-defense. Naturally because he is not a national army like Iqbal Dirgantara or his brother Arkha. Nor are they of a certain class like Azam. I don't know what job he's doing.

Being born into a military family does not mean that he understands weapons. He was never ordered to hold these objects, let alone throw bullets at the human body. Asha was really disappointed in him and himself.

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