Chapter 4

Left with no choice, I clutched my wound and struggled to my feet.

"I'll help you, Jones."

Carmen walked over with a fawning expression.

Before I could refuse, he viciously struck my wound with his gun butt, making tears stream down my face from the pain.

I endured the pain and shoved Carmen away hard.

"Get lost!"

Carmen let out an exaggerated cry and fell dramatically to the ground.

Without a word, Lillian came forward and shoved me hard.

"What are you doing? Carmen was trying to help you, and you push him?"

Carmen took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. "I wore Jones's bulletproof vest, so it's normal he's angry. I don't mind taking some abuse if it helps Jones calm down and properly lead us to rescue the hostages."

Hearing this, Lillian's eyes blazed with fury. She came forward and slapped me twice across the face.

"Don't think you can bully him just because Carmen is kind-hearted. I won't allow it!"

"If you dare hurt him, I'll make you pay back double!"

She used all her strength with those slaps, making my ears ring and my face burn, but my heart hurt even more.

I had no energy to explain, nor did I want to.

"I can walk myself. I don't need his help."

"You don't need my help—you just want to take the chance to run away."

Carmen looked at me maliciously, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

Lillian glanced at me with disgust. "Jones, you keep causing trouble. If you delay my rescue, I definitely won't let you off!"

Then she turned to Carmen. "Watch him. If he makes any suspicious moves, execute him on the spot."

"Anyway, we're in a combat zone right now. Any accident can be explained away."

I knew she said this deliberately for me to hear, and I knew she was capable of it.

These team members were all trained by her. Even if she really did something terrible to me, they would definitely take her side.

A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. I just hoped the rescue team would arrive soon.

After Carmen helped me up, he dragged me forward at a run, completely ignoring that my wound was bleeding more and more.

After a violent sprint, my breathing became increasingly difficult, my vision darkening, as if my heart would stop beating at any second.

Just then, several dark figures flashed through the alley ahead.

Lillian called out in a low voice, "Take cover. Suspicious persons ahead."

Before Lillian finished speaking, Carmen shoved me forward hard, throwing me right into the intersection of two alleys.

At the same time, the clicking sound of a machine gun being loaded came from not far down the alley.

I knew if I hesitated another second, I'd be turned into swiss cheese.

I used what little strength I had left and threw myself toward the wall corner.

Unexpectedly, when I crashed into it, the wall collapsed with a crash.

As the wall fell, gunfire erupted by my ears.

Fortunately I dodged quickly, or I'd be dead.

Taking advantage of their engagement, I crawled over the collapsed wall and hid in a small dark room.

I used my locator to send another distress signal, hoping the rescue team could find me soon.

The gunfire outside rang out for a while before stopping quickly. Looked like they'd encountered a small force that retreated after exchanging fire.

Hiding in the little dark room, I didn't dare breathe heavily.

My enemies weren't just the terrorists, but also those teammates who wanted me dead.

I stared at that door missing a corner, both hoping the people coming to save me would push through soon, and fearing that whoever came through would be there to harm me.

Just as I was torn with anxiety, the door creaked open.