Chapter 37 Chapter 37 Saving Sentinel Bruno (Part 2)…
Unable to reach for a flashlight, she dared not move in the darkness, fearing she would fall into the water. However, her isolation and helplessness strengthened her courage, leading her to a decisive decision. She remained steadfast and ultimately rescued.
Focusing on every action and external information, suppressing emotions, it was only after the reunion that they began to surge.
At this moment, she desperately hoped for his response, and she felt relieved only when she heard footsteps.
A moment later, a gust of wind blew in front of her, and something fell down, pressing against her legs. She reached out to touch it, and found a wet head. The short hair on the forehead was like stubble, and if she wrung a handful of it, she could wring out water.
There was a distinct pulse at her fingertips, and she couldn't tell if it was her pulse or the man's. A living person, another companion, nothing could be better.
When they got really close, she lost the desire to punish him. She just tugged at the earring symbolically, "Does it hurt?"
Bruno: "It doesn't hurt."
Hey, he's got a tough skin. Xu Shanshan laughed in anger, increasing her strength until the man begged for mercy, then she let go. "You know it hurts, so be more careful next time."
Bruno lay flat on his back, his face turned outward, feeling the warm hand groping his head. He raised one hand, placed it on top, and guided it from the ear to the eyebrows.
She claimed she was real, but how could that be possible? It was hundreds of kilometers long. Even if she had entered from another entrance, the journey would have been too far. The terrain was varied, and there were sections of the road completely submerged by underground rivers.
Although it was impossible, Bruno still tried to come up with a possibility out of hope, attributing it to her love and concern for himself.
Bruno: "You shouldn't have come..."
Seeing what he said, it was as if she had come here on her own initiative, and she had come here inexplicably. She bent her knees and reached out to push his shoulders. He felt a little heavy, but he was sensible enough to push himself up into a sitting position, puzzled.
That matter was over, and thoughts turned to how the two of them could get out. "How long have you been stuck here?"
"Day 5." When they met at the cave entrance for the last time, he drew a map by hand, recorded the route of action, and arranged supply points along the way.
Bruno spoke quietly, pausing occasionally to avoid the echo, and told her his story.
The information was accurate, and he was the first to find the target of the mission, but this place was very close to the source of pollution, he was affected, injured during the fight, and his perception was confused.
He tried to return with his supplies on his back, but the water level rose and the current became faster, causing problems with his echolocation. He had to find a high place to stop.
A flash flood forced him to stay here for several days. Fortunately, the high, spacious chamber allowed him to lower his metabolic rate, slow his breathing and heartbeat, and consume less oxygen, allowing him to survive longer.
But the rising water level and the turbulent river dashed his hopes of getting out quickly, and he was in a dilemma: when would the rain stop?
After the water flow slows down, maybe teammates can go into the cave to rescue him. His spirit body is a cave fish, but it takes time. After all, there are many forks and long branches here.
Xu Shanshan: "Is there anything I can use as a cushion? I want to lie down."
Bruno came closer and said, "You can lean on me."
The man reached out, picked up the bag, kneaded it, rolled it into a ball and put it behind her head. She moved her buttocks and lay down on it, her heartbeat slowing down.
"Bruno."
"Um?"
She had nothing to say, but the sound of a chest rising and falling against the back of her head told her that there was a living person beside her.
"Would you gnaw on me if you were extremely hungry?"
Bruno: “No.”
She sighed, "You seem to have lost weight." The man touched his arm, "You'll grow back when I get out."
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There is not much dry food, but there is plenty of water. He can easily hold on for a month. He can even hold on longer. As long as he can wait for rescue, he won't be too negative.
Bruno: "Is the guide rope still there?"
She nodded. "I followed it here."
Good thing. Bruno can build a mental map of the environment and has a strong spatial memory, so he won't get lost. The guide rope is left for others.
His determination gave her confidence, but the crisis still existed. What if the rain did not stop or the water level did not drop? His teammates would think he was dead or lost in the intricate cave.
Oxygen concentration is the lifeline.
"Can I kiss you again?" He didn't move, because the person in his dream also had a temper, much like her.
"You want to be beaten?"
"A slap, a kiss?"
"No." She refused unhappily.
"Two, three?"
...With strange trains of thought, she pinched the other person's arm and said, "No." She was not a pervert, and besides, she already had a sentry.
No matter how pitifully Bruno screamed, she covered his mouth and said, "Don't talk, save energy and reduce emissions."
The man calmed down, held her hand tightly, and they both lay flat on their backs, counting their heartbeats. They didn't know how much time had passed when they heard the sound of flapping wings in the cave.
Bruno walked to the river and checked the water level again. It was rising again. He put his arm around her shoulders and moved towards the higher platform. "Come here."
Turning on the flashlight, she looked around and found a little bat hanging upside down on the wall. Its eyes were as bright as light bulbs, shining the light on the ground. The two of them went to a higher place, a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks.
As the water came up, the two had to move again and lean on each other for warmth, but the feeling of touch gradually disappeared and there was no trace of her anymore.
In the cave, the man lay on the steps, opened his eyes, exhaled, stretched out his hands, and felt around. Sure enough, he was alone. It was a rare sweet dream, and his mind seemed to feel much better. He got up and went to the shore. The water level had stopped rising!
She woke up from the dream, the sunlight shone into the ward, she heard the man's voice, she responded, Karl came in and saw her sweating.
He put the breakfast on the counter, and she just shook her head. "Help me contact Manuel." She had to find out if this was true.
In the basement, Manuel sat in the corner of the interrogation room, watching the interrogation. The strong light hit the criminal's face. Suddenly, the bell rang and a man walked in and asked him to go out, saying that someone was looking for him.
What's up? Why are you disturbing me so suddenly?
He walked across the corridor to the door, exchanged seats with the doorman, and picked up the landline. "Hello, this is Manuel."
A man explained his purpose. Soon after, a woman's voice came from the other end, her tone a little urgent. Manuel clenched his hands on the table and his breathing became irregular.
The two haven't communicated for a long time, or rather, they have been out of touch since entering the training camp.
"Hello, is this Manuel?"
"Good morning, Guide Xu Shanshan."
"I want to ask you a question. Can you answer it honestly? Because it's really important."
"...You ask." He placed the back of his hand on the table, rubbing his fingers back and forth. He heard the voice on the other side speak softly and uncertainly, "Is that person I dreamed of you? Early spring, grasslands, wolves, bison, hunting..."
She bit the last two words between her teeth and didn't say them out loud. Manuel understood and admitted frankly, "It's me." It seemed that it was really a two-way dream.
"Okay, then I'll hang up. Bye." After getting the answer, Xu Shanshan blushed and felt quite embarrassed, and quickly hung up the phone.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
The indicator light changed color and the call ended. The man sat there in a daze until someone called his name three times. Then he came to his senses and stood up to give up his seat.
Doorman: "Go ahead, it's not over yet."
Manuel: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
At noon, he was called to the hospital and met again, but there were more than two people. One person asked questions, and the two took turns answering, but no trace of lying was detected.
"You have no record of diversion, so why did the pollution level drop so significantly?"
She raised her head and the man looked at her. He didn't answer, as if he still wanted to hide the past, but his expression was serious and he kept asking questions, like interrogating a prisoner.
Is this a serious matter? She mustered up the courage to admit, "I did it," and attributed it to their private matter, so he stopped asking.
Since the facts were true, the commander, Carl, and Xie Yifei covered up the secrets between the two and changed the subject.
"Captain," she first looked at Xie Yifei, one of his team members, and then turned to her leader, "Sir, he's not dead yet. Don't give up on him."
Shan Hao nodded. The news came suddenly, and he was more worried about the negative impact of the superpowers. "We will handle it. Do you feel uncomfortable?" The woman shook her head.
Xie Yifei: "The rain has stopped." The weather was unpredictable, and the heavy rain had shifted its range. "He will be back."
The matter was reported and people said goodbye one after another. She asked Manuel to stay and the door was closed.
She dove into her locker. It was lunchtime, and even though she had already eaten, she might as well have a snack.
"Bang--"
Something fell to the ground, but she didn't pay much attention to it and continued to look for the last bag of gummies, but she couldn't find it. "I'm sorry." She heard the man's voice behind her, gave up looking, stood up, closed the cabinet door, turned around, and saw the man kneeling in front of her.
He lowered his head, arched his back, placed his fists on the brick surface, and on his right hand was a spiked leather belt, which he had wrapped around several times and tied, looking like he accepted the punishment.
Carrying a thorn stick to apologize?
Is the whole Baita education system based on corporal punishment? Why are they all like this? She kicked the belt aside and helped him up. He rose with the force, otherwise, he was two meters tall and she wouldn't be able to push him.
"Well, it's okay." She couldn't help blushing when she thought of the dream. "I don't care either. Let's just pretend nothing happened. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to convince them."
"Things in dreams don't count. Don't take them to heart. Who could have imagined that? Right?"
After all, it is her passive skill. She cannot control the time or the object, and can enter the dream at will. She should be the one to apologize, but others may not think so.
"Actually, you could have just told me directly. You didn't mean it anyway."
"Will you forgive me?"
Of course, it wasn't a big deal. She sat on the bed, and since she had no candy, she started to babble about how thrilling the dream she had with Bruno was, it was like a life-or-death struggle. In comparison, theirs was much milder.
Looking at her clear eyes, Manuel suddenly felt the courage to tell her everything. She had touched her own wounds, but she was not disgusted, but it was night.
He wanted to tell her when they first met and where they first spoke, and it wasn't in the library.
There was a knock on the door and he picked up his belt. Now was not the time.
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