Chapter 73
Chapter 73
In the live stream, comments from the audience were popping up like popcorn.
[What the heck just happened?]
[What’s going on? What’s going on?].
[A gun????]
[Is this scripted? Is this scripted?)
[Can the officials give us some explanation? What the hell is going on? Who are these people that just appeared?]
Meanwhile, social media was buzzing about the situation.
More and more viewers were drawn in, joining the live stream.
Eileen and Egbert were quickly taken to a makeshift shelter.
There was also a white guy there, waiting outside a tent.
Seeing his comrades return, he stood up, and seeing Eileen and Egbert, he asked in broken English, “What happened?”
The tanned man explained it to him.
After listening, the white guy came over, looked at Egbert and Eileen, and mumbled, “An organization for protecting wildlife?” He was about to throw a punch in Egbert’s stomach.
Egbert clenched his lips, trying to control himself from fighting back, and stopped Eileen from retaliating.
“Hey!”
The punch didn’t land, and his fist stopped a centimeter away from Egbert’s stomach.
The short-haired woman came over, pushed the white man’s hand away, and stood in front of Egbert, “I’m taking this one. If you break him, can you afford to pay for it?”
The white man grinned ambiguously, “You don’t fancy me, but you fancy him?” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
There was a hint of mockery in the white man’s eyes, then his gaze shifted to Eileen, “Since you found a new target, I can’t return empty-handed.”
With that, he reached out to grab Eileen.
“Enough!” the tanned man suddenly shouted. “Tie them up first, put them with the other hostages, and then come for the meeting.”
The short-haired woman and the white man looked disappointed, but they still tied Egbert and Eileen up and threw them into the tent. where the white man was waiting.
There was also a man tied up in the tent.
He looked very gentle; his hands were tied behind him, and his mouth was covered with black duct tape. He looked frightened when the tent was opened, and he shrank back.
The tent was soon closed.
They could faintly hear the kidnappers whispering outside, but they couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Eileen and Egbert both looked at the man.
Seeing their camouflage outfits, the man’s eyes lit up, but with his mouth taped, he couldn’t speak and could only make “umm umm umm” sounds.
Eileen frowned, I can’t understand what he’s saying.”
Then, in the next second, her hands suddenly broke free from the ropes that were tying her. She instantly ripped the tape off the man’s mouth.
The man hissed in pain!
He immediately covered his mouth, looking surprised at the girl, “Weren’t you tied up?”
Eileen ignored him, turned to Egbert, and said, “I’m not untying you. They’ll be here soon.”
Egbert, who had already untied the ropes and was about to stretch his hand out.
He contemplated for a moment but eventually, tied the ropes back onto his hands.
Eileen asked the Asian man, “Who are you?”
The man looked at their clothes and asked uncertainly, “Are you here on a mission to rescue me?”
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Eileen shook her head, feeling that explaining other things was too much of a hassle; she just said, “We’re from the International Wildlife Rescue Organization. We came to save the jaguars, and they caught us on the way.”
People who work in the forest often wear camouflage, even if they’re not soldiers. After all, the color of the camouflage is close to the jungle, which has a certain confusing effect on both humans and animals.
The Asian man looked disappointed, then said, “I’m a scientist.”
Eileen was taken aback and started to take a closer look at him..
At that moment, Egbert suddenly said, “Are you from the Field family?”
The Asian man was dumbfounded, “You…”
Eileen asked Egbert, “Do you know him?”
Egbert shook his head, “I wouldn’t say I know him, but I’ve met his grandfather once.”
Moonlight Raptors Team 1 once accepted a protection mission to safeguard the head of the space headquarters.
At that time, Egbert was the team leader, and, they were ambushed three times during the protection.
Egbert didn’t know the man in front of him, but he had seen a family photo on the old man’s phone.
“This man should be Kenneth Field’s grandson,” he thought.
Just as expected, the man said, “My name is Christy Field.”
Egbert nodded, then looked at Eileen and said, “I want to save him.”
Eileen looked at Egbert and touched her head, “Since he’s your friend, let’s save him.”
Christy gave a bitter smile, “You guys are not soldiers; don’t take risks. If you can escape, you should…”
“Shh.” Eileen suddenly made a sound.
Christy immediately closed his mouth.
There were footsteps outside the tent.
Eileen put the duct tape back on Christy’s mouth, then pretended to have her hands tied and sat in the corner.
Almost the next second, the tent was opened, and the short-haired woman came in.
She squatted by the tent with a smile on her face, grabbed Egbert’s clothes, and dragged him outside.
Egbert’s eyes were icy.
At that moment, the white man also came over, teasing, “In such a hurry?”
The short-haired woman turned around and cursed, “None of your business.”
The white man’s face changed; he snorted and suddenly grabbed Eileen, dragging her outside as well.
Outside the tent, the tanned man was nowhere to be seen. Only the Asian man named Monkey was sitting by the fire.,
Seeing them come out, Monkey lazily reminded them, “Hurry up, finish before the boss comes back.”
The white man chuckled, “Do you want to join?”
Monkey didn’t even lift his head; he just threw a log into the fire.
The white man thought he was boring, grabbed Eileen, and went to another tent nearby.
The short-haired woman also dragged Egbert to another tent.
Eileen and Egbert exchanged a glance in the air.
The next second, Eileen moved her toe and kicked a small stone on the ground. The stone bounced up and hit the white man’s forehead,
The white man painfully let go of Eileen’s hand.
Seizing the moment, Eileen wiggled her hands free from the rope behind her. She quickly swiped the handgun from the man’s waist, flicked off the safety, and shot him in the right hand with the silencer- equipped gun.
At the same time, another guy by the bonfire grabbed an assault rifle. But before he could even aim at Eileen, a bullet whizzed from behind and hit his shoulder.
He hollered in pain, dropping the heavy rifle.
Eileen quickly rolled forward, stopped right in front of him, and kicked him square in the face.
After he tumbled to the ground, Eileen scooped up the fallen rifle. In one hand, she held the rifle and in the other, she held the handgun,
aiming at Monkey and the white man.
She lifted her head, her eyes locked onto Egbert.
By then, Egbert had already untied the ropes around him and was holding a short-haired woman at gunpoint.
The bullet that hit the guy’s shoulder from behind was his doing.
Eileen frowned, sizing up Egbert with a critical eye.