TERRA EMPIRE: ON THE EVE OF WORLD WAR
Episode 20: ALARM SOUNDS
As soon as Lana turned around, she saw a man in a black military uniform holding a long-barreled automatic rifle. I don't know where that guy came from because Jordan and himself hadn't seen anyone in this storage room before. What was clear, the foreign man must have been trained because the two of them did not feel any movement approaching from him at all.
“So that button, sweet girl.bring to your right..” the guy gave the command ferociously in limped English.
“Do what she wants, Lana,” Jordan said in a determined voice to have Lana comply with the person's request. “And you better calm down too, man! We won't do anything!”
Jordan tries to make the situation as calm as possible so that Lana does not get hysterical and the foreign man who is pointing the gun does not do anything stupid.
“Good! For I will not hesitate to pull a trigger on my finger if you do strange,” the man said with a funny accent.
“I know you won't do that,” Lana said in a defiant tone.
“What do you mean, Lana?” Jordan interrupted.
“Shooting girls! He won't do that.”
“I shot that security guard a while ago, how are you sure I won't pull this trigger?”
“As you said. You'll keep shooting at us no matter what. So should we not let this little pawn sacrifice so that all the soldiers there wake up?”
Jordan frowned hearing that, he was not out of thought until he saw with his own eyes how the girl turned back, hands outstretched with the intention of pressing the emergency button, he said, and Lana almost managed to do it if the shot of the criminal did not go to stop his steps. The girl plunged into the wall before falling to the floor with the back of the head hollowed out…
“TIIIIIAAAKKKK.
“HEY, STOP YOUR STUPID SHOUT, BOY ****!”
The shout made Jordan blink his eyes, returning himself to the real world. Lana McQueen stood nearby while the stranger stood behind them at gunpoint. Followed by Lana who raised her hand, wondering with wonder in her heart, “What the fuck was that?”
A voice that often reads in his mind reprimands, ‘Do you see the terrible things that will happen? Don't do the wrong thing.’.
The stranger then gives the order, “So that button, sweet girl...Slowly move to your right...yeah, next to your cowardly girlfriend!”.
“Do what she wants, Lana,” Jordan said in a determined voice to have Lana comply with the person's request. “And you better calm down too, man! We won't do anything!”
Lana turned to him in astonishment, “Aren't you the one who should be calm? Who screamed just now?”
Jordan turned his head and frowned so that the girl would not comment much.
“Good! For I will not hesitate to pull a trigger on my finger if you do strange,” the man said with a funny accent.
The voice in Jordan's heart said, ‘Tell me what I just said to him. When she is caught running to the back of Lana and press the emergency button.’
“How about he shoot Lana?” Jordan said in his heart.
‘Just do what I tell you if you want to survive this situation,’ replied the voice in his heart impatiently. And that voice seemed to be true because at the same time Lana said in a defiant tone, “I know you won't do that.”.
The same words Lana said before the man started shooting her like a possessed man. Hearing that Jordan hurriedly interrupted the girl by catapulting out what her inner voice told the man who was pointing a rifle, making the man startled to hear her and asking innocently, “You are Iranian?”
The teenager suddenly ran behind Lana. The man wasn't ready to find Jordan's sudden movements but his reflexes pushed him against the trigger. The bullets shot towards Lana who could only freeze in panic. It's impossible for him to escape from this one. Just then Jordan clutched the girl's vest from behind and whispered in her ear, “Don't be afraid!”
“KYAAAAAA...” Lana yelling loudly.
The invisible force of encouragement scattered around Lana, fortunately Jordan hurriedly hugged Lana's waist until her body was attached to the girl's body, making him escape the victim of a power blow that emerged from a strange vest made by Lana's father. While on the front, the force of the thrust of the vest thickened the bullets fired by the criminal.
Some of the bullets turned left and right, some turned backwards and accidentally hit the shooter, right around his neck. The criminal was wide-eyed unable to believe his sight, he only had time to hold his neck which immediately spewed blood from the bullet that penetrated there before collapsing lifelessly onto the floor.
“My Lord! What happened?” Lana said in a loud voice to cope with the sound of the alarm that went off non-stop.
“Your father has made this vest has extraordinary strength,” Jordan replied, because finally knowing why the voice in his head forced him to do so. The voice always seemed to know what to do.
“How did you know that this vest could shoot a bullet?”
“I'll feel it myself, remember? I was blown away by her,” Jordan said she didn't want to tell the girl that there was a strange voice telling her about the crazy possibility of sacrificing Lana without any explanation before.
“We must quickly report to security,” said Lana.
“Alarm it already does it automatically. The security guards outside at this moment must have already run to this place. All we have to do next is make sure we can get out of here safely, I'm sure this villain isn't alone in coming here.”
Lana wonder, “What is she doing here? Robbing my dad's stuff?”
“If only robbing feels he does not need to carry a weapon as sophisticated as that.”
“We need to get out of here first to find out.”
“Agree. But first it feels like I have to wear a vest like you wear to take care of myself,” Jordan said.
“I'm sure there are still some where I picked it up earlier,” said Lana before she stepped back onto the shelves of the storage warehouse.
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The roar of the alarm of the inevitable danger sign caught the attention of everyone in the ballroom, especially the criminals who were waiting with rifles pointed at the guests invited to the gala dinner. They shouted at each other in a foreign language in a panicked manner.
The leader approached a nearby window, breaking his curtain to check on the outside, and found that many Machina Factory security officers were running around with guns in hand. The goal is one, trying to get into the building to secure the situation. In a few minutes, according to protocol, surely they will try to break into the building.
“Sial! Damnit damnit! Shit!” he was upset, aware of the unfortunate circumstances because the SFPD with SWAT would soon arrive to this place to help security officers Machina Factory. The walkie-talkie, “You heard that alarm? You guys done killing Target One?”
“Negative, Sir!” his men from the walkie-talkie.
“Basic useless ringworm rats! We don't have much time left. Finish your mission or I'll turn it on
the explosive button is in half an hour and we will all be martyred in this place.”
“Ready! Over and out!” sahut his men who still hold communication tools.
The man turned to one of his men after giving a briefing through a walkie-talkie, “And tell our men to go to turn off the damn alarm!”
An old woman kneeling near the leader could not hold her mouth because she heard the words of the *******, “You want to blow us all up in this place?”
“You eavesdrop too much, old lady bangka!” the leader said******** while pointing the gun and killing the woman with a shot in the chest. The other guests screamed in fear. The more upset, no one wants to mess with the unforgiving. A little wrong they do not hesitate to shoot…
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