District 42-Chapter 184: Terrorist attack part 3
As long as the soldier spotted the dangerous threat coming from a window at his right, his body told him exactly what to do. He jumped over the couple, throwing them at the floor, and covering himself behind furniture.
At the same time, the Molotov fell to the floor and exploded in a ball of fire. The couple got burn in some parts of their body, and Casper’s right arm was got as well, but it wasn’t as bad as it should be, at least.
Using all his strength he took the two citizens, lifting them again. He was sure that, if a Molotov cocktail was thrown inside there, they wouldn’t stop until that house was covered in flames. So, the soldier didn’t lose any more time and ran with the couple to another room of the house.
Because of the adrenaline, his legs were striving to work properly, and he efforted the max he could to breathe properly and don’t run out of gas.
The second Molotov entered the house flying just as they left the place, and another explosion of flames got that entire room.
Casper and the couple escaped to the kitchen, stopping for a while to think about what they should do for now.
"I don’t know what I can do for them... I am sure that I can keep up out there, struggling, hiding, but surviving. But these two clearly don’t have what it takes to follow me, nor to survive by themselves..." As he was reasoning, a brief burst of bullets pierced the kitchen’s window. Casper forced both citizens to crouch, and so he did at the same time as them.
The bullets bounced through the kitchen, getting stuck at the furniture, but thankfully don’t catching any of them.
The soldier knew what came after the shoots, so he led the couple outside the kitchen as well. Once they stepped out of there, as he predicted, more explosions happened.
Casper could hear from the streets not just the usual shoots, the crackling of the flames consuming the buildings, or the screams of the citizens, but also laughs. Those terrorists attacking the house were laughing at them as they were looking as rats trying to escape from a deadly maze.
He gritted his teeth in frustration. Those people were adoring what they were doing, and that was what made him angrier about that.
In the middle of his fury, the soldier noticed that there were stairs to the second floor, so he went up the stairs as fast as he could, basically dragging along the couple, making them nearly fall.
"Quick! Please, go quicker!" He begged to them doing his best to keep up a good pace even with those two delaying him.
His heart nearly stopped once they got into the second floor because he heard the door of the entrance being broke. The terrorists had broken into the house.
Once Casper heard that sound, he got even more alert. He tightened the grip on his pistol, putting the couple aside and aiming to the end of the stairs.
"Run to the last room of this floor, please!" Those two had got back to their senses after moving for a bit, so they promptly followed his orders, running away.
Casper waited patiently, paying attention to the steps coming from the floor above.
It didn’t delay too much for the first terrorist to appear there. The soldier had guessed that they had no notion of tactical progression, and he was right. The man just put himself entirely in front of the stairs.
The soldier needed just one bullet, which landed on his forehead, making the man fall behind, already dead.
"Now, they will be more careful to climb up the stairs, and it will delay them. We have some more time." He ran after the couple, getting out of there.
He arrived at the last room settled on that corridor, and the two of them were holding sharp things on their hands to protect themselves. He sighed in relief, knowing that, at least, they wouldn’t be a complete burden anymore.
Once again, he found himself thinking about what they could do.
"Look, I can’t keep up running with you both. If you try to follow me, you will be left behind. If you try to survive alone, I don’t know if you two will be able to do it. What do you think about it?" He decided to be clear with the couple.
The woman couldn’t hold herself and started to cry again. Her lover gave a hug on her shoulders, consoling.
He looked with a tired face towards the soldier, and the last never saw someone so exhausted in his entire life. That lack of motivation and energy seemed to be surreal.
Casper opened his mouth to say something, whatever the thing, to them, but couldn’t bring up the right words to do so.
"I don’t know..." He said, clenching his fists. "Sorry, but I don’t know what you can do... But I assure you of something: I will save this place. I will bring help." Those were the only words of comfort that he had to offer to that couple. It wasn’t enough, of course.
The man stretched his arm to him, with his palm opened.
"Can I borrow your gun, at least?" The soldier couldn’t see any hint of life in that man’s eyes. It was a strange request. He didn’t give the vibe of someone willing to protect himself and his beloved.
"Yes. Protect yourselves as you can." Casper spoke, giving to them the pistol, then quickly leaving the room.
At the end of the corridor, there was a window. The second floor wasn’t too high, so he would be able to jump through the window to the street without harming himself seriously.
He hurried to that window and was opening it when he heard a shot. It wasn’t the sound of firing a rifle or machine gun, but a pistol.
Casper closed sighed heavily, looking intently at the street under him. That situation was testing his will and determination.
That was the second time when he was faced with the choice between duty or moral.
"That woman... Darn, that poor woman will be..." The soldier climbed the window, and then jumped at once to the street, doing a somersault that decreased the impact of the fall.
He looked to the house for a moment, and in the window, that woman appeared. Casper reacted immediately.
"Jump!" He shouted, and felt that he would regret doing what he was going to do. "Jump now, otherwise they will catch you, are you hearing me!? Jump!"
After his prompt, she jumped, and Casper held her before she fell to the ground.
She was covered in blood, and he wasn’t willing to know from who that blood was. He just took her by the hand and started to get away from that house.
"Let’s go, let’s go! Just a little bit more..." He was trying to increase his pace, but the woman couldn’t follow him properly. She was stumbling and gasping behind Casper.
The soldier, then, suddenly heard a strange sound coming from a street very close to him. It wasn’t something that he couldn’t recognize.
"A vehicle... And a robust one. It is coming towards us."
He was starting to get desperate. There was not a long way to be covered until his apartment, but he couldn’t do it quickly with a burden like that woman with him.
"One single life, or an entire city? One single... Just one... loose your grip, let go of her hand, please!"
"SURVIVE!"
His heart throbbed when he heard that scream.
"SURVIVE!"
He looked behind, and the vehicle appeared on the street. It was a big one, indeed, and there were a lot of Terrorists on top of it, wielding all sorts of high-caliber weapons, and they had noticed those two individuals running.
Of course, the terrorists didn’t wait to go at full throttle to catch them. They were already aiming their guns at Casper and that woman, and he could see in their eyes that they would not be merciful, nor think too much to shoot at them in the exact time they passed by each other.
"C’mon! Don’t give up now, citizen. We are almost there! I just need some more time!"
They turned into another street, going to the right, the huge truck chasing after them didn’t have a hard time keeping on their trail.
Casper was just trying his best to prompt the woman to run as fast as she could, to forget the fear, and focus on putting one leg in front of another.
That street was the one where the building of his apartment was located, and it was just some meters away from them.
"Just a bit more, just...!"
Casper started to hear the sounds of shots around them. The truck was closer than ever.
The first shot to land was on his back, but he kept running despite the pain.
The other was on the woman, and she fell to the ground, nearly making him fall.
The soldier faltered for just a moment, seeing her falling on the ground, then, he got shot again, and everything went black.
"SURVIVE!"
