Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 21-2] Hidden Escape

Understand me finally, why under the place of worship, which is also an orphanage for abandoned children, there can be hidden rooms.

Already from its rebuilding after the war was over, the place was planned to have a dual function, as a hiding place for members of the Radish Movement, as well as an escape route that is almost impossible to guess.

How not. This small hallway that we were going through, it was impossible to be known by outsiders, even though it was checked using a searchlight though. There is a secret passageway, across the bathroom.

The wooden door was covered in a brown cloth, which was tightly taped using clay soil, so that it became in tune with the wall that framed it. It is very difficult to know its existence, in a dimly lit room, with only lighting lantern fire.

Leo guided us through the underground passage, which occasionally broke the silence of my cold war and the Yenz, with his chirping-indistinct chirping.

At the end of the tunnel, we climbed an iron ladder, which was connected to a warehouse on the edge of the harbor.

We sneaked in, and walked quickly to the index. Avoid petromac light beams hanging on the piers of the edge of the pier, which serve as street lamps.

A moment may move, in order to avoid the attention of some people, who are still active around the dock. Hiding behind a wooden crate, the body of the ship being repaired, and piles of goods covered with tarps, to then peek and return to continue the journey, if it feels conditions are already possible.

We continued to do that, until we approached the end of the harbor, which at the edge of its dermagang contained a large patch of elongated holes. It is directly adjacent to the sea, and is separated only by a thick hinged concrete wall.

Called dry shipyard by Leo. He said the place was used for repair, maintenance, to shipbuilding.

I kind of got goosebumps looking at it. Although from afar, it is clear that the artificial niche is very deep. It would be a twelfth woe, if anyone falls there.

"Hey! Who you guys!?" The screams surprised us.

A tall, large man, with a toolbox in his left hand, and a sledgehammer to his right, appeared out of nowhere to catch us. He must be a yard worker who's out of overtime.

"Run!" peekit Leo's.

The young man with a big bag hanging on his back was, running so agile and vigorous. Arriving at the edge of the dock, he jumped, down the steps neatly arranged to the bottom.

I did not think how he could do it all easily, even though he was carrying a heavy burden.

No time to think about it. The shipyard worker was already chasing, with a sledgehammer clasped tightly in both hands - after placing his toolbox on top of the wooden barrel. Automatically, without being able to ask any more questions, I ran along the path that Leo had walked.

Gasping I descended one step at a time, while making sure my footing fit, so as not to slip from a height of ten meters more. Go straight to the bottom of the hard concrete floor.

What I did was inversely proportional to Yenz. So easy was he to get a bulge in the yard, like a squirrel down a tree. Followed and passed me. Before, he was behind me.

Damnit damnit! It was fortunate that she had a light slim body!

I kept pushing my arms and legs as fast as I could, to catch up with two light-bodied people, who had already boarded this damn yard. Panting pumping oxygen in the lungs, until the chest feels tight. But not one bit of fruit. It was further away from me and them.

Good Lord! Why not give me a straight escape route anyway!?

"Hey! What are you doing there!?" The voice sounded as soon as my feet stepped on the bottom of the yard.

I looked up at a glance, without holding back the swing of a step. Found the big man who just wanted to go down the steps, stop his movement, in order to be able to peg to the source of the sound that came galloping.

"There's a suspicious man, sir!" report it, pointing at me.

****** me! Why did the authorities come anyway, while I was just about to start climbing up the bulge on the wall!?

"Stop!" screech a few people at almost the same time.

Time bodo with that order. After all, which fugitive would he obey?

The sound of the weapon sounds loud. I didn't want to turn away, knowing for sure, the sound came from the officer's rifle on the other side. Keep going to the end. I can't believe it's faster now, because it's a fear boost.

"Stop! Or we'll shoot!" scream them. Bemuse.

******! My legs slipped as I reached the top of the yard. Almost fell, if Leo did not catch my right hand outstretched.

The gunshot sounds loud. Some lead was thrown together, crashing against the wall of the yard by my side. Missed from the jumbo-sized target, who was still trying to survive at the end of the steps.

Do not know the truth or just an excuse, so do not be ashamed because the shot missed. I don't care. Because it's a question that seriously, I really don't want to know the answer to.

"Good, Marg!" yenz shouted, who reached out her hand to try to help.

I should have received that hand. No matter what the cold war is going on between us. That's how it should.

Send the rifle back to echo. Yenz's hand I couldn't get. Margo's huge body just darted away. Not falling into the hole of the yard, because it was hit by the officers' shot, but was blown away by a strong pull, which just grabbed my right hand.

I landed on my stomach on the hard floor of the harbor. Breathe quickly with all the numb nerves. Grateful to escape from the hot lead, as well as surprised by the incident a second earlier.

Obviously only Leo held my hand. There was no help from anyone around us. Not even demons and mediocrities. Dare I bet!

Crazy one! How could that skinny body pull me up, which was twice the size of him? Don't tell me he's done eating biscuits!

"Come, stand up, sir! We have to get out before they shoot again!" said Leo. Back to grab this hairy hand.

Somewhat traumatized by the senseless barbaric actions of the Jamet, I clasped his hand, and tried to immediately lift this huge body. A little dazed although soon after it can stand firm again.

"Hurry up!" yenz. She passed me by.

Without him saying I would do it. He ran back to the ship that would take us out of Vajal, which was not clear where he was leaning. Starting a step back, although honestly breathing is still panting.

However, just one step swayed, the damn officer across there returned fire. The bullet details graze on the tangled bewok strands of Margo, which I hope will make the lice in it run away in fear. Refugee go towards the blonde yenz, which is certainly more comfortable occupied.

I was silent for a moment, before turning around with both hands raised. "Wait a minute!" shouted later.

Pretty potent it turns out. The four officers who were about to cock their rifles back, just silently looked at us from across the street. All riveted. The waiter continued his words.

After one soothing breath, I finally said, "Sir, can we go?"

The weapons continued. My efforts on the path of peace have failed. Worse, it seemed to make them angry.

There is no other way! The world may indeed be thirsty for violent content.

I quickly pulled the gun from the nest, followed by the index finger rushing to press the trigger. Following all of that, my left hand swayed over. Without a single look away from the target, there were four men in uniform across the street.

Not far from where he lives. White-handled rickshaw raised five inches above the waist, without any intention I want to point forward, to be able to the left palm stomping the hammer lever at the stern of the weapon.

Propellant eruptions blur four times in a row. Jolting together the smoldering metal passes through the muzzle of the revolver. So fast and accurate. Regarding the four officers, before they had time to press the trigger on his weapon.

The bullet went through the shoulders of two officers. Others hollowed out the abdomen, and the rest broke through the kneecap. Make them fall instantly. Followed by the pain.

It was not a serious injury that could take their lives. That shot no one missed, even if only a moment. Sure enough for Margo's guidance inside the head.

It turned out so easy shooting guns. Just think enough, and gather the intention to do so. Next, just spontaneously Margo stringing moves, until the bullet glides toward the target.

"To-please! Help me!" The deck man shouted very loudly, while running the ridge. Escape, after throwing a sledgehammer in any direction.

I solve my problem. Although it's not a safe route, as I originally planned.

Masa bodo. At least we can breathe a little. For a second, to continue the escape.

"Leo, continue on!" yenz's orders.

Leo jerked. He who was looking at me with sparkling eyes and mouth agape, nodded then turned around to step.

Not yet we swing our legs, again sounding a blaring weapon.

"Margo on! Fight me!" The shout that followed the firing earlier, jolted the consciousness of this hairy man.

There was a bubbling anger just like that overflowing in the blood. Absolute emotions that instantly fill the brain with a rhythm of grudge. All are on him. I don't know who it is, who loudly called my name.