"I said back off! Get the hell away!! Or I'll shoot! We'll all die together!!"
"Screw you! If I die, I die!"
"Ah!"
"Ah—!"
Gu Ji shouted furiously at the bald tattooed thug, while Jamie and Felsen had already moved in from the left and right with their guns drawn as the two faced off.
Just as the thug was about to rush forward, he immediately drew his gun and aimed at Jamie, pulling the trigger!
Da da!
Two gunshots rang out simultaneously. As the bald tattooed thug shot at Jamie, his body was exposed, giving Gu Ji the perfect opportunity to fire a quick shot, hitting the target in the chest.
"Ah!"
A white woman screamed, instinctively crouching down with her hands over her head.
Blood splattered, and both the thug and Jamie fell to the ground.
"Jamie!"
Upon hearing the gunshots, Jillian turned her head and screamed in shock. She had been guarding the restroom all along to prevent the thug leader Cohen from launching a surprise attack.
After Gu Ji landed the shot, he swiftly moved forward to the thug, firing two more shots for good measure.
Confirming the danger was over, he turned to Jamie, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just got hit in the thigh."
Jamie clutched his right leg, his face pale.
Gu Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepping forward to pat Jamie on the shoulder, "Well done, we owe a lot to you just now!"
He couldn't find it in himself to show any mercy to that bald tattooed thug.
The scenes of previous rounds of deaths, the massacre carried out by the thug, were fresh in his memory. Every time the main perpetrator who opened fire on the crowd was this tattooed bald thug.
With other thugs, there might have been room for negotiation.
But this man had lost all sense of humanity, was extremely dangerous, and had no regard for human life. Even if Gu Ji had yielded, that white hostage woman would not have survived, potentially risking the entire team's survival, leading to even more dire consequences.
"It's... it's what I should do. I hope you'll keep your word and share the intelligence evidence with us."
Jamie murmured through his pale lips.
"Don't worry!"
Gu Ji couldn't believe that even at this point, they were still thinking about those few photos, "Felsen, there's a first aid kit on the thug's tactical belt, hurry and help Jamie stop the bleeding!"
After leaving those words, he rushed toward the restroom area.
"How's Jamie?"
Jillian asked with concern.
"Just got hit in the thigh, I asked Felsen to help take care of it." With his gun, Gu Ji leaned against the restroom door, nodding his chin, "What's the situation inside?"
Jillian shook her head, "He hasn't come out since he went in."
Gu Ji adjusted the volume on his tactical headset, but there wasn't any movement inside, just some static noise. Just then, footsteps approached from behind; it was the explosion-haired officer leading three federal police officers coming to support.
"Wha... what's the situation now?"
The explosion-haired officer asked, panting.
He moved into the restroom, catching sight of the open vent in the ceiling, and suddenly remembered Cohen's mention over the radio about "first-floor garbage chute support." He shouted, "Felsen, Jamie, stay at the second-floor boarding gate, everyone else go to the first floor, watch the hall and the trash chute, keep an eye on that red MPV!"
"But I just..."
Upon hearing Gu Ji's new orders, the explosion-haired officer was momentarily at a loss.
After giving his instructions, Gu Ji turned and ran towards the second-floor stairwell. According to the fire escape ventilation map, no matter how fast Cohen crawled, he couldn't be faster than someone running on the ground.
In less than twenty seconds.
Gu Ji, Jillian, and the explosion-haired officer, along with others, ran from the stairwell to the first-floor trash processing room, the five of them positioned in various hidden corners, all aiming their guns at the trash processing room's entrance.
Should Cohen slide down from the garbage chute, he would be instantly caught up in a barrage of fire from four or five rifles simultaneously.
At that point, not even a mosquito could escape from such a dense web of fire alive!
Five minutes passed.
There was still no movement in the trash processing room.
Gu Ji signaled to the explosion-haired officer, "Use the radio to contact the federal police stationed on the first floor, see if there's any discovery, and check the position of that MPV."
"Roger."
The explosion-haired officer quickly pulled out the radio and began communicating in hushed tones.
A moment later, he shook his head, "Nothing found, that MPV keeps circling the terminal, mainly staying in the northeast direction."
The northeast direction, that's still near the trash processing room.
Gu Ji raised an eyebrow, "Keep guarding!"
But another seven or eight minutes passed, and still, there wasn't a shadow in sight or any sound inside the duct.
Something's not right!
From the speed of pursuing the thug through the ventilation ducts in the first round, even with the detours taken to find people, it only took a little over 20 minutes. Now, with the clear intention to escape, it should be even faster!
Gu Ji glanced at the number of civilians rescued in the lower left corner; aside from those few killed by the bald tattooed thug, the count hadn't changed, indicating that Cohen hadn't returned to the second floor to carry out any shooting missions.
So... where did he go?
Is he hiding?
Or did he escape to the terminal roof?
While he was pondering Cohen's whereabouts, suddenly, a series of high-frequency vibrations, like the rolling sound of thunder, came faintly through the security door at the stairwell behind him.
"What was that sound?"
Gu Ji asked.
Soon, excited voices of the federal police came through the radio, "It's helicopters, the government military support has arrived!"
"That's great!"
Hearing this news, the explosion-haired officer's face lit up with joy.
Gu Ji raised his wrist, realizing that from the third-round death rollback to now, only a little more than thirty minutes had passed, possibly even less time than in his first-round escape. How could government military support arrive so quickly?
Could it be another effect of the timeline shift?
After all, this round he had issued a warning much earlier than in previous rounds, publicly announcing the terror attack before the thugs began their assault.