Chapter 20 Warning! The system has been severely damaged.

"They look so familiar."

Li Nai poked her head out.

Missy pushed her head away and hid behind her back.

"You wait here, I'll go in and get the communicator."

After saying that, she lifted her injured leg and tried to rush inside.

Li Nai grabbed her arm.

The other person turned around.

"I'll go. I'm fast and agile." Seeing that Missy's eyes were fixed on her, she quickly explained, "Master, I didn't say your legs were bad."

The other person's expression didn't change much. He grabbed her hand and placed the gun on it. "Take it. Shoot immediately if you spot anyone."

She stared at the old gun in her palm; its shiny black casing was covered in scratches, clearly indicating it had been in her hand for years.

"I...I don't know how to shoot."

"Don't be afraid, it's very simple. The gun is already loaded. When you see someone, just pull the small wrench."

The gun barrel was trembling—no, it was her hand that was shaking.

Missy's pale hand enveloped the hand holding the gun.

"Be careful if you don't have insurance."

"I... forget it." The gun was pushed to Misik. "Tell me where the communicator is, what it looks like, and I'll go find it. Don't worry, I'm quick-witted."

"Second floor, the second room on the right after going up the stairs. There's a small mahogany cabinet. The password is 8196. After opening it, press the button inside."

The gun was carefully placed back in her hand. This time, Missy's eyes were filled with malice.

She had no choice but to accept it. After all, who knew if there were enemies lying in ambush inside?

She crouched low, pressed herself against the wall, and hid in the shadows of the furniture, finally disappearing from Missy's sight.

Misi turned his gaze away and cautiously observed his surroundings. The desolate, undulating Gobi Desert offered nothing but withered trees, dry grass, and some wisps of fluff and sand swirling in the wind—nothing to hide behind.

She went down the stairs, pressed herself against the wooden house, concealed her body, and looked up at the window every now and then to prevent anyone from peeking out and discovering her.

After circling half of the wooden villa, we came to the back and bent down to crawl into the piles of load-bearing structures.

My feet landed on a soft spot.

He dug through the soil with both hands and unearthed a box.

The box lid popped open, revealing a device for remotely transmitting signals.

This is the real communicator.

After typing out a string of numbers, Missy looked up at the wooden structure above her head.

It was quiet up there; there were no gunshots.

Li Nai used all four limbs to slowly, slowly, slowly climb up the last wooden step.

The creaking sound was slight, enough to fool most people.

She crawled forward using the same method.

As she passed the room, she imagined herself as 007, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, or the main characters in Mission Impossible, professional and confident.

He immediately crawled to the doorway, pointing the gun at the half-open or closed door. His eyes were firm and cold.

OK. No enemies, progress is going smoothly. Next room!

Climb to the second room on the right.

Instead of rushing in, she imitated the police in crime movies, cautiously leaning against the door.

I mentally prepared myself thoroughly, even rehearsing in my mind how cool it would be to kick down a door and shoot anyone I saw.

My body and mind were surging with excitement, like the roar of the Yellow River.

Get up!

With two small, cat-like steps, I stood upright in front of the door.

High kicks—

Squeak~

A gust of wind blew open the door that was not closed.

The bedroom was simple and empty.

She pulled her foot back, avoiding the door, her gun barrel nervously pointed at the darkness behind it.

Pulling the door open, there was a layer of wallpaper behind it; no one was lying in ambush.

Close the door.

How could it be so smooth? Not a single enemy. Did they take out the reinforcements and then retreat after waiting all night without seeing Missy?

She felt something was off, and her gaze swept across the room, drawn to the small mahogany cabinet.

He crouched down. He tried with both hands, then pushed and pulled open the small wooden board to reveal the keypad.

The fingertip touches the number, then pauses.

My mind went completely blank.

The password is...

Oh no! I forgot my password!!

It should be fine to go back and ask now, since there are no enemies around.

She got up, grasped the doorknob, and suddenly stopped turning it.

I shook my head. No, I can't let things continue like this; wouldn't that make me look incompetent?

She returned to the mahogany cabinet.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. Before stepping into the house, she must have memorized the password, and even made up a homonym to make it easier to remember.

My dad's aunt is called Jiu Liu.

My dad's, Auntie's name is 96.

8196.

The number keys beeped.

Ding dong! Correct input.

The cabinet door opened.

Empty!

His eyes darted around. What did that mean? Could it have been taken by the enemy?

Or is this a trap?

—Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two bullets grazed past his wide-open eyes.

She looked away and saw two large black holes in the wall.

You were absolutely right!

He frantically covered his head and ran away. The pistol clattered to the ground.

A loud bang near the ground!

A sharp pain shot through my buttocks.

"Ahhh!"

He covered his buttocks, his palms were wet.

—The gun is loaded; just pull the trigger when you see someone.

Mishiko's words echoed in my ears.

He didn't kill a single enemy, but his gun accidentally discharged on the ground, injuring himself.

Buzzing.

A slight rotating vibration came from behind me.

Turning her head, she saw a drone take off outside the window, its gun barrel moving and aimed at her.

The hair roots on the scalp are upright.

Oh my god!

Its arms and legs moved independently, like a crazed electric toy dog.

She had just dashed out the door.

A series of bullets came flying in, hitting the wall at an angle.

I'm the luckiest person ever! I'm the luckiest person ever! ...

She climbed the stairs. Suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

Wood chips flew from his heel as one bullet struck his calf.

Where did these bullets come from?!

He touched the stair step with his fingers, gripped it tightly, and used the force to drag his injured leg.

Looking down, at the end of the corridor was a ventilation window, and an electronic beep from a drone hovering in the air indicated that the ammunition had been successfully loaded.

It's over!

He bent his knees, unleashed a burst of power in his arms, and flipped himself forward upside down.

Thump! Thump! Thump! It crashed against the wooden railings and tumbled down the stairs.

She didn't notice that the drone outside the window shattered and wobbled as it fell.

"Master, Master, we've fallen into a trap!"

Thump! She fell face-first onto the first-floor floor, ignoring her pain and injuries.

He bared his teeth and shouted loudly at the door.

"We've fallen into the enemy's trap! Mishiko!"

Only the rustling of the wind could be heard outside the gate.

Oh no, oh no, have they caught someone?

She hooked her arm around the first railing of the stairs, and climbed up with alternating left and right hands, awkwardly straightening herself up by relying on the railing.

It hurts! Every bone in my body aches! My butt hurts, and my calves hurt too.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She glanced down and saw the tears, like a broken string of pearls, dripping onto the floor and pooling into a small pool of blood.

Tears and snot streamed down her face as she cried, dragging her lower body along while holding onto the furniture, occasionally calling out Misiko's name in a pitiful manner.

Outside the gate, sunlight refracted through the gravel on the ground.

She squinted, and the next instant, a dark figure grabbed her and threw her to the ground.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

The bullets passed over their heads.

Strands of golden hair fell before her eyes.

Missco...

She felt wronged and wanted to cry. A hand slapped her mouth shut.

Missy frowned and looked around, then hooked his arm around her chin and dragged her toward the marble countertop.

Let go of the hand covering the mouth.

How are you?

Her lips quivered up and down, her eyes brimming with tears, "My bottom hurts! (╥﹏╥)"

Missy noticed that her pants were covered in blood, her buttocks were sticky and wet, a long bloodstain on the ground stretched to the door, and the smell of blood wafted through the air.

"Don't hold back next time, tell me."

Li Nai glared at her, her eyes widening in anger.

You covered my mouth tightly!

Clang!

Above their heads, the glass countertop and tableware shattered with a series of loud crashes, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Knives, stainless steel forks and spoons, and wooden chopsticks clattered and fell to the ground in front of him.

He released his hand from her head.

She shook her head to shake off the shards of glass from her hair. She asked Missyco, "Are there enemies all outside? Are there people on the second floor too? Bullets are flying everywhere."

"It's not people. It's several drone weapons controlled by people."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the sound of rapidly flapping pages drew near.

My back suddenly tightened.

The atmosphere between the two was heavy.

Can two injured people dodge drone bullets?

Missy subtly beckoned to her, implying he was asking about the gun.

A gun? It's on the second floor.

In her haste to escape, she didn't have time to look for a gun. Having been shot in the buttocks by her "teammate," she wouldn't dare touch it, even if she remembered. Who knew if, while descending the stairs, a stray bullet might accidentally discharge and hit her other buttocks?

Misika raised her chin, her attention focused on the drone's movements. A look of confusion crossed her face.

His palms were empty, and he hurriedly waved to her again.

"It landed on the second floor, in the room where the communicator was kept. I didn't have time to pick it up."

The hand in front of her stopped moving. She looked up at the other person guiltily.

Mishiko glanced down and met her eyes for a second, then looked away to look at her injured buttocks that were sticking out.

His eyes and brows revealed everything.

Looking up to continue observing, the drone hovering in the air showed no signs of searching for them.

Li Nai touched her face, feeling ashamed.

The sound of the propeller spinning is still there. It's not too close, not too far, and it seems like it hasn't moved much since it came in.

broken?

He gripped the edge of the table and carefully peered out with his eyes to observe.

Only one?

After observing for a while, the drone seemed... nervous?

They looked even more like fugitives than the two of them.

Who is it hiding from?

My bottom slowly returned to its original position.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Missy had already quietly left, clutching a kitchen cloth in her hand, with the gleaming tip of a knife sticking out of it.

Missy is going to...

Missy crouched in a place where the drone couldn't scan.

The drone wobbled and turned to face the front.

Misiq gritted her teeth, stood up, took two large strides forward, waved the cloth in her hand to cover the drone, and then threw the knife—

Watch out behind you!

The words had barely left his mouth when someone followed.

She shielded Missyco's back, facing another drone flying down from the second floor.

The gun barrels hanging from the fuselage suddenly rose and aimed.

Bang!

The drone was the first to fall apart.

Amidst the flying debris, a bullet continues its spinning flight.

Her speed slowed down, but she didn't have time to dodge.

Pfft!

A cold draft rushed into my chest.

Something is flowing away.

Her gaze, fixed on the second-floor corridor entrance, slowly drifted away. She seemed to see a window at the end of the corridor, sunlight streaming in, its golden glow shimmering on the floor.

Qi Shuihan...

It hurts so much...

The system has been severely damaged.

——Li Nai...

Force shutdown

——Li Nai!

[Repair command activated]

Li Nai! ! !

Who is calling me?

A white blur opened and closed before my eyes. It looked like I was taking pictures with an old-fashioned camera.

Crack.

A beautiful foreign woman's face appeared, her blank expression revealing panic.

Crack.

A pair of leather shoes came running from afar, striding across the threshold. The man, with long bangs, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes, approached, his gaze filled with shock.

Crack.

The man with starry eyes pulled the foreign woman away, and a large group of people rushed in, all attacking. Suddenly, the screen went black, leaving only a shaky feeling.

Crack!

Complete darkness enveloped me; I could neither smell nor hear anything, as if I were a stone.