Why it never ends

Chapter 66

In Sean's eyes, Hesta fought and retreated at an unimaginable speed, slowly bringing the chelate deeper into the road until it disappeared from his vision.

Sean lay on the ground, silently counting Hesta's gunshots.

Hesta carries two pistols, one is a practice pistol for the base, equipped with 15 rubber bullets, and the lethality is average; the other is a Beretta 92 type that can be used, and the size of the magazine should be 15 rounds or 17-round capacity.

Hesta had no other weapons in her hand, and once the bullets ran out, she could only fall into a passive defense situation.

There was a brief pause in the firing after eleven shots, but the fighting continued.

Sean's heart sank—Hesta's Beretta Type 92 has run out of bullets.

There should be 14 rubber bullets left in her other practice gun, but this kind of bullet can't even pierce his flesh and blood at a distance of about 15 meters. wishful thinking……

Sure enough, when the gunshots rang out again, there was no longer the deafening roar as before.

Sean felt a chill, drowsiness brought about by a large amount of blood loss, and he really fell into a kind of calm—it was no longer fragmented due to excessive fright, nor was he determined because he knew everything well , This feeling of nothingness is like being drunk, which makes him feel detached and free.

Sean sighed softly and closed his eyes without any resistance.

It's not bad to die like this, at least you won't be threatened any more...

Calvin's face suddenly appeared in his mind, and Sean frowned, feeling a little sad again—in the end, you will still be left alone in the world...

In the mist, Sean felt a warm embrace opening to him, and he knew it was the wings of death.The pain in his body was becoming numb, and the scythe of death was pacifying his pain as it harvested his life.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and Sean only felt the noise. He barely opened his eyes until he felt that someone around him was dragging his body.

He saw Hesta's face.

Sean woke up with a jerk, and the pain in his arms suddenly became sharp again. He lowered his head and found that Hesta had untied his shoelaces and was helping him tightly tie the ends of his two severed arms.

The loud noise in the distance continued, as if someone was rumbling and beating the war drum with a sledgehammer.

"...What about the chelate?"

"There is a manually triggered partition door over there," Hesta quickly replied, "I temporarily closed it there after I lured it there, although I don't know how long it will last..."

Sean understood—the loud bangs were the chelate using its great strength and steel-like hands to hit the partition door.

"You... have you awakened for the second time?"

"Stop talking."

Hesta interrupted Sean's inquiry, she carried Sean on her back, and quickly ran towards the safe room.

With one more person on her back, Hesta, who was running wildly, felt her lung ducts start to burn again, but Xiao En, who had lost two arms, had already lost nearly twenty catties, and she could barely hold on.

Sean weakly lay on Hesta's back, "Why is your speed...so slow?"

Hesta sneered, "Why don't you break two legs again? Then I can definitely run faster."

Sean shut his mouth in embarrassment, but he was still puzzled.

At this moment, Hesta is like an ordinary little girl, running in the corridor normally, and she who was in the high-speed battle just now...is a different person.

Sean thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Hesta should not have had a second awakening, otherwise, the strength she used to stop the bleeding with the shoe just now would have strangled his residual arm again.

How to learn to control one's own strength in bullet time is a very challenging skill for all mercury needle newcomers. Without long-term deliberate practice, few newcomers can master it. Even if they master it initially, it is very difficult. It's possible to get out of control for a variety of reasons - like the last time Liz broke Hesta's arms in bullet time.

Sean gasped, his consciousness fell into chaos again, he didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

The safe room is close at hand.

"Turan!" cried Hesta.

When she finally stepped through the door, she immediately saw Turan lying on the ground.

Turan, who was in a pool of blood, was lying curled up with a painful expression, but she still maintained a clear consciousness. When she heard Hesta's voice, she raised her head towards the gate in disbelief.

"Jane...?" Turan murmured.

Hesta put Sean in a corner, then quickly turned around and closed the door of the safe room.

After locking the door, Hesta came to Turan, "Turan, how are you?"

"Don't...don't touch me!" Turan's voice suddenly became hurried and weak.

Hesta quickly understood the reason: Turan's abdomen was cut in half horizontally, and some internal organs had flowed out along the wound, and some fragile and thin blood vessels were still attached to it.

Turan looked at Hesta, her eyes were still emerald green like jewels, but there was a silver ring around the pupils—it was a sign that the mercury needle had entered the bullet time.

"I'm all right," Turan said weakly, "don't be afraid, I can hold on."

Not far away, Sean, who was placed by the wall by Hesta, had completely lost consciousness, went into shock, and slowly slipped along the wall.

This movement caught Turan's attention. She saw Sean's severed limb and immediately understood what had happened to him and Hesta.

"Jane... over there... the cabinet over there, the second row," Turan said intermittently, "you go... open it."

Hesta immediately stood up and went to the location Turan had designated—but the cabinet door was locked and could not be opened at all.

"Is it this one?"

"Yes..." Turan whispered, "Enter your... ID."

It was only then that Hesta noticed that there was a numeric keypad in the center of the dark metal cabinet. She typed 4623030042403 quickly, and just after entering the last number, the numeric keypad disappeared, and it became a real-time screen, reflecting with the portrait of Hesta.

The red freeze frame firmly framed the outline of Hesta's face. After a few seconds, the red color turned blue, and Hesta heard the sound of gears engaging and rotating, and the door popped open.

"This is a field blood transfusion device... You push it to Xiao En's side, and he looks... dying soon."

"Don't I have to give it to you first?"

Turan shook his head, "I...I'm not suitable for this...it will only...speed up my bleeding..."

Under Turan's guidance, Hesta pushed the blood transfusion device to Sean's side. She pulled out several sterile tubes from the device, and fixed the end cap on Sean's severed arm.After the device was turned on, she untied the shoelaces tied to Sean's upper body.

After a female synthetic voice explained, the micro-manipulator inside the device started debridement treatment, and soon after, the milky white universal blood flowed into Sean's body through the transparent infusion tube.

Hesta quickly returned to Turan, she couldn't bear to look at the tragedy in front of her eyes, "What else can I do for you, Turan?"

Turan laughed, "I'm fine, as long as it's still within the bullet time, I... can hold on."

"How long is your bullet time?"

"1 hour and 03 minutes... enough, definitely enough." Turan's face was as pale as paper, and she smiled slightly, "You...it's good that you're here...Jane, I, I'm so sleepy...with me ...talk to me..."

(End of this chapter)