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"wait for me."
Binggui was very quick. After understanding the specific situation, Kawakamiji hung up the communication. When Bourbon mentioned the stairs, he knew where they were.
There are five total stairs in the bomb factory, but only three are open. One of those three leads to the basement, so rule it out.
Therefore, there are only two places where Bourbon can beat the crowd:
One is the staircase that Kawakami just walked through. Judging from the distance between them, it is definitely not the case. It can be ruled out.
There is another one, which is on the opposite side.
After analyzing this, Kawakami Tsumugi's face fell instantly.
On the other side...it means there are only two ways:
One, along the circular structure on the second floor, detouring to the opposite side before being roasted;
two, ……
Kawakami sighed and began to take off his clothes. He needed to lose weight.
The first is a long black gothic-style coat, which makes a heavy sound that is disproportionate to the clothing when it falls to the ground.
Then there is the light-colored shirt underneath, which is inconvenient because it blocks the device. The cuffs of the shirt are detachable and can hold anesthesia needles, neurotoxin needles, micro-shielders, button bombs and the like.
Kawakami took off the cuffs from his clothes and left them on his wrists. Along the wrist, Kawakami's left forearm and right forearm are each tied with a noose device that can launch steel wires.
Write a book
After taking off the shirt, it is a black short-sleeved shirt with bulletproof effect.
Then, the gray-haired young man took off his tactical gloves, squatted down, took out a roll of black cloth tape from his windbreaker pocket, and began to wrap it around his exposed skin.
The research team said that this tape can prevent fire, poison, heat and iron, which is amazing - who knows if those unreliable guys have tried it.
As a result, Kawakamiji lost at least six or seven pounds.
He took out the mini bombs, smoke bombs, bugs and locators, gun parts, the research team's medicine, bags of lemon candies and loose lemon candies from his pants pockets and threw them on his windbreaker.
Although it would be better to take it off directly, it was impossible to expose the legs. Kawakami was not prepared to sacrifice to that point for Bourbon, and the bandages were not enough.
Tsk, just the windbreaker and shirt made Tsuyoshi Kawakami feel heartbroken and bleeding.
Finally, he wrapped these miscellaneous things in his windbreaker, threw them directly into the explosion area where smoke and fire were coming out, and burned them.
Preparations are complete. Now, the rescue of our friends begins.
The noose in his right hand was unsheathed and shot straight towards the ceiling of the second floor. Kawakami remembered that there was a raised device similar to an iron hook.
It didn't hook the first time, but it worked the second time.
Then, Kawakami jumped onto the guardrail and pulled the steel cable to test its strength. It felt relatively strong.
Then he bounced and swung towards the opposite side.
The noose can be contracted by pressing a button. During the swing, Kawakami controls his height and keeps rising.
He passed through the thick smoke billowing in the middle. Under the thick smoke was a low-key burning fire. As for whether it would suddenly become high-profile - Kawakamiji prayed for the blessing of lemon candy.
The scorching heat, the unavoidable scorching heat, without the protection of clothing, the skin can feel the high temperature more clearly.
Hiss - screw the heat insulation and ironing, he wants to settle the score with the deceivers in the research team.
Kawakami suddenly realized the true meaning of smoked pork production method through personal practice.
Fortunately, Kawakamiji successfully reached the other side.
Seeing the opportunity, he hung another noose on the guardrail to secure himself.
The previous actions were actually very dangerous.
If the noose suddenly loosens, he will fall directly into the fire below; if the force is not strong enough and he cannot swing over the bar, he may keep doing pendulum movements in the middle and continue to understand the true meaning of smoked pork.
After all this calculation, Bourbon owed him at least two lives. Rescuing companions is part of the job and does not count. Otherwise, I owe him three lives.
Well, he was the one who caused the trouble this time. He was already responsible for Bourbon's misfortune. If he takes one life, just think of it as a debt.
Ah, how generous I am.
Kawakami succeeded in standing on the guardrail by controlling the contraction of the noose. He felt that he was medium-rare now.
There is smoke behind and fire in front of me, but fortunately there is a piece of "pure land" in the flames in front of me, which Bourbon used a fire extinguisher to clean up.
Kawakamiji didn't know this and lamented his good luck, otherwise he would have to use a noose to get across from the ceiling.
The "pure land" was not very far away from him. Kawakami succeeded in jumping over and stood on the edge of the collapse.
Then he saw Bourbon writhing like a maggot.
Gee, why do you always feel that bourbon and the land of grain reincarnation are so connected? Every time I see him, I can think of something with a certain smell.
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Kawakami succeeded in getting down to Bourbon.
"Let me take a look." Kawakami looked around Bourbon, "I don't smell blood - okay, I forgot to bring a gas mask... Does it hurt? Do you feel your legs?"
"It feels fine, it's probably just suppressed," Bourbon said.
"Tsk, hold it down..." Kawakami Tsumugi tried to push the stone slab on Bourbon's leg with his hand, but naturally he couldn't push it.
But it can be solved.
The space here is large, and even if a second collapse occurs, Kawakami will be confident to escape with Bourbon.
"Let's make an agreement first. If I help you get out of trouble, your leg is pierced by a steel bar or something, causing heavy bleeding." Kawakami said with a serious face, "Don't sue me for murder."
Amuro couldn't help but smile. He felt that it was Kashasha's fault that he was trapped.
"Can you give me an accurate answer?"
"Okay." Toru Amuro rolled his eyes, "I won't accuse you of murder, why don't you make a recording?"
"Forget it about recording, I'm not interested."
"Then what are you asking? As if a dead person can sue you."
Tsk, even at this juncture, Bourbon still didn’t forget to confront him.
"Oh, I kind of regret it. Why should I be so proactive in rescuing my friends... I can let you ask me to save you."
"Then you'd better get out, Kashasha."
Tsumugi Kawakami was not idle during the exchange of words. He carefully observed the piece of concrete pressing the bourbon and marked the key places in his mind.
Kawakami is ready to use the old method, button bomb. If the position is good, there will be no problem in blasting this piece of concrete.
Bickering with Bourbon was also a distraction.
Although he didn't express it, Bourbon must have been panicking when his movements were restricted in this situation.
Kawakamiji knows what kind of virtue he is. If he were Bourbon, he would most likely think that Kashasha, a bastard, could not come to save people.
You can comfort him appropriately so that the other person can better cooperate with him if he is calm.
"alright."
After observing the situation, Kawakami put a hand on Bourbon's shoulder. He tried to smile, but was blocked by a gas mask and couldn't see.
"I plan to explode the thing pressing you." Kawakami explained, "But this will definitely cause a secondary collapse."
"It seems you have a way to avoid the collapse?"
"Yes, but you have to hold me tight."
Hearing this, Toru Amuro had a strange expression.
He recalled his previous conjecture - Kashaxia searched him and took away his mobile phone for contacting the police, and then his identity was exposed and the information was leaked.
"Don't be distracted, do you think I want to hug you?" Kawakami said disdainfully.
He was still distracted at this time, and he really wanted to give this idiot a slap in the face.
Then, Kawakamiji began to plant bombs.
The button bomb activates, sending rubble flying. Toru Amuro felt the shackles loosen, and he suddenly pulled out his pinned leg.
Tsumugi Kawakami's demolition was excellent, and he solved the piece of concrete with the minimum amount of bombs.
Of course, the ruins collapsed again under the wave itself. This situation was unexpected by Tsuyoshi Kawakami. He started the noose again and hooked it on the guardrail of the stairs.
Bourbon listened to his words and hugged him tightly, hanging on Kawakami's waist.
The noose was still somewhat reluctant to support the weight of the two people. Kawakami felt that his right hand was about to be dislocated.
They slid slowly to the first floor.
Kawakami Tsumugi put away the noose. A sharp pain shot through my arm.
Tsk, it’s really dislocated.
Kawakami took over calmly. It was useless to bullshit Bourbon at this time.
Bourbon didn't notice his little movement and leaned his weight on him. The soles of his feet were uneven and they almost slipped together.
"It seems like you can't walk by yourself?"
"It should be a bone fracture." Bourbon frowned in pain.
"Here, put on the gas mask first. I can carry you away."
During the blasting project, Tsuyoshi Kawakami did not forget to grab the bourbon mask, and he paid great attention to details.
Combined with the protective clothing on Boben, this guy must have gone to the storage room before going upstairs.
Not too silly.
"Our mission goal..." Bourbon asked aloud.
"Ah, he must have run away. I didn't stop him in this situation."
The first half of the sentence is true, Qian Muliangchen definitely ran away.
"I was careless this time. The note was probably a fishing bait placed by the police." Kawakami continued to explain, "There are probably people from them outside the bomb factory.
Tsk, if one of us is caught, the career of the cops will be complete. "
Toru Amuro:......
In fact, this operation was to capture Kashasha alive.
Toru Amuro suddenly realized that now was the perfect opportunity to take action.
He was injured, Kashasha was not prepared for him, and there were police officers outside; there was an explosion in the explosives factory, and the excuse was ready, so he told the organization that Kashasha was blown to pieces...
With just a raise of his hand, he could stun Kashasha.
"We need to evacuate quickly."
Tsumugi Kawakami held Bourbon and moved toward the door with difficulty. He knew nothing about the psychological activities of his temporary partner.
"Fortunately, we have foreign aid."
