NFBE Chapter 208 Something is wrong, too fast
Chapter 208 Something is wrong, too fast
The light from the flashlight in this person's hand spread out, illuminating the surroundings slightly, while his face was hidden in the dark shadows. There were two other people standing slightly behind him, as if waiting for some instructions.
Su Ming's gaze was fixed on the man, trying to remain silent as he observed him. Every movement he made seemed meticulously calculated, revealing a high level of professionalism. Even without seeing his face, Su Ming could be certain based on his demeanor and aura alone—this was no ordinary patrol officer.
The man slowly raised the communicator in his hand and whispered, "We have arrived at the warehouse. The target should be here. Are you ready?"
These words made Su Ming's heart sink, as if weighed down by a rock. He quickly realized that the visitor not only knew about the weapons in the warehouse, but also had a specific purpose for them. They weren't just passing by by chance, but had come specifically for these weapons.
"It seems they also know the value of this item." Su Ming's hand subconsciously tightened around the dagger at his waist, his breathing becoming more steady as he rapidly weighed the pros and cons. His current situation was extremely dangerous, but he couldn't act rashly. The odds of success against these three were slim, especially when they had complete control of the situation.
"The warehouse is fine, proceed as planned," the leader whispered to his men, who then dispersed throughout the warehouse, inspecting the goods and surroundings. Su Ming gritted his teeth, knowing they had already begun clearing the area. Soon, his own shelf would also be inspected one by one.
"I can't wait any longer. I must act." Su Ming whispered to himself. He couldn't let these three people discover him, especially when they had the upper hand.
He retreated slowly to the other side of the shelf, his movements almost silent, trying to avoid the flashlight's beam. He knew the layout of the warehouse by heart. On the other side of the shelf was a hidden door that led to a narrow passage at the back. That was his only escape route, but to reach it, he had to cross a small open space before the other party could see him.
Su Ming knew that this stretch of road was extremely dangerous, and that any carelessness would expose him to the enemy's sight. However, there was no time to think of a better solution, so he could only take a gamble.
Just as Su Ming was about to act, he heard one of his men say, "Strange, something has been moved here."
Su Ming's heart skipped a beat, and sweat instantly streamed down his back. He realized they had discovered something unusual about the box. The enemy wasted no time, and the three of them quickly gathered around the box he had just opened, their lights instantly focused there.
"Sure enough, someone has been here." The leading man's voice was cold. He squatted down and checked the lock of the box. His eyes darkened, as if he realized something.
"Someone has opened the lock." Although his voice was calm, the murderous intent in it was almost undisguised.
While their attention was focused on the boxes, Su Ming suddenly started up, crouching down and moving at top speed towards the small door at the other end of the shelf. His footsteps were so light that they almost blended into the darkness. But every nerve remained tense, and his eyes were fixed forward like a hawk, afraid to miss any detail that might reveal him.
As Su Ming approached the small door, his hand reached for the doorknob. The cold sweat on his palm caused his fingers, which were tightly gripping the dagger, to slip slightly. He didn't dare to pause for a moment, and quickly opened the small door and rushed out.
The moment the door closed, the dim corridor remained outside. Su Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly realized he wasn't completely out of danger. Once the men noticed the box had been moved, they'd undoubtedly realize someone else had infiltrated the warehouse, and the search would inevitably become more rigorous.
"I have to find a way to get rid of them." Su Ming whispered to himself.
He quickly glanced around. The passage wasn't very long, but at the end there was a fork, leading to different exits. Su Ming knew he had to use these forks to confuse the enemy and prevent them from easily tracking his whereabouts.
Just as Su Ming decided on a route, a voice from inside the warehouse came from behind him: "Found it! That person is still nearby, seal all exits immediately!"
Su Ming's heart tightened; the enemy's reaction was faster than he'd anticipated. He quickly quickened his pace, advancing swiftly along the passage, his eyes sharp, constantly monitoring the movements ahead. He knew that if he were now exposed to the enemy's sight, a battle was inevitable, and in this situation, he had no guarantee of escaping unscathed.
After passing through several winding, narrow passages, Su Ming finally arrived at a slightly wider underground corridor. The light here was even dimmer, and the air was filled with a stale, musty smell, as if no one had been here for years.
He stopped, leaned against the wall, and adjusted his breathing slightly, his palm still tightly holding the dagger, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly. The temporary calm made his nerves relax a little, but he knew that this silence could be broken at any time.
"What's going on? Why do they know about this place?" Countless questions flashed through Su Ming's mind. The enemy's swift reaction was clearly no accident. They knew the weapons in the warehouse like the back of their hand, and had even taken precautions against his presence.
"Did someone expose my whereabouts? Or is there an insider here?" These questions followed Su Ming like a shadow, making his mood more complicated.
He realized that the mission was far more complicated than he had imagined, and the waters behind it were unfathomable. The mystery of the weapons and the enemy's swift reaction all made Su Ming feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
But right now, the most important thing was how to escape the pursuers and ensure that he could bring the intelligence back safely. He knew that every step forward was crucial, and any wrong decision could lead to his death.
Su Ming leaned against the dim wall, his fingers tightly gripping the dagger, his clothes on his back soaked with cold sweat. His breathing was rapid and short. Although he tried hard to control himself, the anxiety and tension in his heart slowly coiled around him like a poisonous snake, making him feel more and more suffocated.
"Something's wrong. This is too fast... How could they have found me so quickly?" His mind raced, trying to make sense of the chaotic situation. He had carefully planned his infiltration into the warehouse, acting stealthily and cautiously, yet the other party's reaction was incredibly swift, as if they had known he was coming.