rpbooks Chapter 256 Rescuing Nuonuo, the little one didn't cry.
Chapter 256 Rescuing Nuonuo, the little one didn't cry.
"Don't come any closer!"
"Take one more step, and I'll blow your daughter's head off!"
The assault team leader's hoarse, desperate roar echoed in the dilapidated control room.
The air in the control room seemed to freeze into extremely hard ice at that moment.
Lin Zhou's tall and imposing figure stood frozen in place.
Those scarlet eyes, which were originally filled with endless violence, shrank to an extremely dangerous pinpoint size when they saw Nuonuo with a gun pressed firmly against the back of her head.
He even forced himself to hold his breath.
This was the first time Lin Zhou had felt true fear since his rebirth.
The fear did not stem from facing death, but from the fact that the little life he regarded as a priceless treasure was now hanging on the extremely fragile line between life and death.
The assault team leader hid behind a heavy iron cabinet.
His weathered, scarred face was now completely soaked with thick, sticky cold sweat.
He's a top-tier veteran who's tasted blood on the battlefields of Africa. What kind of hellish battlefields hasn't he seen?
But just now, through the monitor screen in the control room, he witnessed firsthand how this Eastern man slaughtered all fifty of his elite men in just five minutes!
That's a fighting power that no human could possibly possess.
It was a heartless, absolutely precise killing machine!
The assault team leader's right hand was trembling violently.
As he trembled, the black pistol grazed his soft, white neck, leaving a glaring red mark.
"I told you not to move! Put your hands up! Drop your weapons!"
The assault team leader swallowed hard, his voice sharp and shrill from extreme mental breakdown.
"If you move even once more, we'll all die together!"
Lin Zhou took a very slow, deep breath.
He forcefully suppressed the murderous intent surging within his chest, an intent capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
An eerily calm expression appeared on that sculpted, cold face.
"Okay. I won't move."
Lin Zhou's voice was extremely soft and slow, with a strange, hypnotic rhythm.
He opened his arms very slowly.
With your palms facing outwards, you are showing the other person that you are not making any aggressive gestures.
"Don't be nervous. Your hands are shaking; be careful not to accidentally discharge the gas."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he bent down extremely slowly, seemingly preparing to remove the pistol from its tactical holster on his thigh.
As the assault team leader watched Lin Zhou submit, his nerves, which had been taut to the point of breaking, finally relaxed by a tiny, almost imperceptible, sliver.
"Yes! That's it! Slowly untie it! Kick it over!"
He stared intently at Lin Zhou's movements, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
If this monster just drops his weapon, he's confident he can take the hostages and break out of this damned hell!
however.
He will never know just how terrifying the being he is facing truly is.
In that extremely brief moment when Lin Zhou bent over, his gaze lowered, as if he had completely given up resisting.
The [Battlefield Crisis Intuition] granted by the system was running wildly in Lin Zhou's mind!
The flow of time around us seemed to be infinitely stretched out in an incredibly incredible way at this moment.
Lin Zhou's retina captured with extreme clarity the minute twitches of the assault team leader's facial muscles and the instantaneous change in his breathing rate.
It even pinpointed the extremely minute curvature of the opponent's right index finger bone!
0.01 seconds!
That is an absolute forbidden zone for human nerve reflexes.
Just a tiny, fleeting moment when the assault captain, in a fit of extreme agitation, was about to apply that lethal three pounds of pressure to the trigger, his finger uncontrollably poised to strike!
Lin Zhou moved.
He didn't even bother to unhook the holster on his leg.
His right hand, like a black lightning bolt suddenly appearing in the darkness, pulled out a pocket-sized tactical pistol from a very concealed position on his lower back with a terrifying speed that defied the laws of physics!
Raise your hand.
There was no aiming at any three points in a straight line.
It relies entirely on that ultimate gun feel that is ingrained in one's bones and blood.
"Bang!"
A muffled, low burst of fire rang out abruptly in the smoke-filled control room.
That extremely deadly 9mm dumdum bullet traced a perfectly straight trajectory through the air, almost invisible to the naked eye.
It flew past Nuonuo's soft hair with extreme precision.
"Pfft!"
A muffled, bloody thud that sent chills down your spine.
The assault captain's bloodshot eyes suddenly bulged.
Before he could even register the slightest pain with his brain, a horrifying bloody hole had already appeared right between his eyebrows!
The bullet's powerful kinetic energy directly destroyed his brainstem.
He even had his muscle nerve reflexes for pulling the trigger completely severed.
Its tall body fell straight backward like a piece of rotten wood that had lost its soul.
Nuonuo, whom he was holding hostage, lost her support and her small body fell to the cold, hard cement ground.
At the very instant the gunshot rang out.
Lin Zhou was like a raging cheetah, leaping out at breakneck speed close to the ground!
He slid terribly across the rough cement ground.
His tactical pants were instantly torn through at the knees, bleeding profusely. But he didn't even flinch.
Just a second before Nuonuo was about to fall heavily to the ground.
A pair of extremely large, warm, and strong arms held her small body tightly in their embrace with remarkable stability and gentleness.
"Bang."
The assault team leader's body slammed heavily against the metal cabinet behind him.
Blood and brain matter were splattered all over the ground in a glaringly obvious way.
The moment Lin Zhou caught his daughter, he instinctively turned around.
He used his broad, sturdy back to shield his daughter from the extremely bloody and filthy splattering debris. He wouldn't let even a single drop of blood stain her pink coat.
The entire control room finally fell into a deathly silence.
Only a very faint electrical hum could be heard crackling within the broken equipment.
Lin Zhou knelt on the ground.
His hands, which had just slaughtered fifty elite mercenaries, didn't even tremble when he held a heavy machine gun.
Holding his daughter, whom he had lost and found again, he was trembling violently.
He was breathing heavily.
His crimson eyes welled up with intense fear and extreme relief.
"Nuonuo...Nuonuo, don't be afraid, Daddy's here."
Lin Zhou's voice was terribly hoarse, with an extremely obvious sobbing tone.
He lowered his head very carefully and looked at the small bundle curled up in his arms.
He had thought that after experiencing the extremely terrifying kidnapping, gas hypnosis, and this extremely bloody and brutal headshot scene, he was completely convinced of the danger.
A little girl who is only three or four years old would be so frightened that she would have a mental breakdown and cry out in an extremely pitiful way.
Lin Zhou was even prepared to use his extremely gentle voice to soothe her wounded heart.
but.
When he looked very closely at his daughter in his arms, he was stunned incredulously.
The little guy curled up very obediently in his arms.
Her two chubby, white hands were covering her two little ears with great force.
Those beautiful, large eyes were tightly closed. Her long eyelashes were trembling very slightly.
But strangely, there wasn't a single tear on her face!
She didn't cry.
She didn't even let out the faintest sob.
"Nuonuo?"
Lin Zhou's heart leaped into his throat.
He was terrified, wondering if his daughter had been deafened by the gunshot or had lost consciousness from fright.
In a state of extreme panic, he gently cupped his daughter's delicate and lovely little face in his hands, which were stained with gunpowder and blood.
"Baby, open your eyes and look at Daddy. Don't scare Daddy..."
Lin Zhou's voice was filled with an extremely humble pleading tone.
It was as if I heard that extremely familiar and warm voice.
The little guy, who had his eyes tightly closed, finally and very slowly lowered his little hands that had been covering his ears.
She opened her eyes very cautiously and tentatively, just a tiny crack.
When those exceptionally clear, large eyes, like black grapes, pierced through the smoke and dim light.
When I saw clearly the face in front of me, which was covered in dust but was extremely handsome and familiar.
The little guy's eyes lit up instantly.
All defenses, fears, and pretenses completely vanished at this moment.
She suddenly stretched out her two extremely short and chubby arms and wrapped them tightly around Lin Zhou's neck.
Nuonuo pressed her soft little face against Lin Zhou's stubble-covered cheek with extreme force.
The sound was crisp and clear, extremely soft and sweet, carrying an incredibly proud quality.
"dad."