bookcurios Chapter 483 Get up quickly
Chapter 483 Get up quickly
The footsteps grew closer, and Su Ming's heart nearly leaped from his chest. He knew the enemy had discovered his whereabouts and could break in at any moment. He had to make a decision: fight head-on or wait for Zheng Yaoxian's support.
"Calm down, Su Ming," he muttered to himself, trying to stay calm. The enemy had already begun searching, and he had to seize every second, trying to stay hidden and wait for his chance.
The footsteps outside finally stopped. Su Ming's eyes were fixed on the door, his heart pounding like it was about to burst. A tense atmosphere hung in the air, as if the entire basement was quietly waiting for something.
Su Ming's body reacted almost subconsciously. His hands tightly grasped a steel pipe against the wall, and his steps moved swiftly and lightly. He knew that the enemy had already begun searching outside. Time was ticking away, and if he didn't act now, he might lose his chance forever.
Outside the shabby wooden door, footsteps gradually became distinct. Su Ming's gaze grew sharper. He could almost hear the rhythm of the enemy's breathing, as if every breath was closing in on him, forcing him to make a decision. Waiting was no longer a rational option. He had to strike, to find a way out.
He turned quickly, leaning his back against the wall, and scanned the surroundings for any possible cover. His eyes stopped at a passage in the corner of the basement - a narrow passage hidden behind a pile of abandoned boxes. It seemed inconspicuous, but it was the best way out.
The enemy had been searching the basement for a long time. Su Ming knew that if he didn't act now, they would soon discover his location. And that passageway might be his only chance.
"I can't wait any longer," Su Ming whispered to himself, his voice filled with determination. He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his position, approaching the passageway. Each step was cautious and almost silent. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: break through, escape, and wait for support.
However, just as he was about to turn over and enter the passage, Zheng Yaoxian's voice came again in the headset, low and urgent: "Su Ming, the enemy has begun to intensify the search. You must escape as soon as possible! Don't hesitate!"
Su Ming's heart skipped a beat. Zheng Yaoxian's voice made him realize that time was running out. With every second, the enemy was getting closer. The footsteps outside grew louder and louder. Su Ming's every nerve was on edge, and he could almost feel the oppression in the air.
He knew that if he didn't make a decision, it would be too late. Su Ming took a deep breath, his eyes focused, and without hesitation, he turned around and entered the passage.
The passage was narrow and dim, the air thick with the smell of mold, and the walls seemed poised to collapse at any moment. However, Su Ming had no time to dwell on these thoughts. His steps were swift and powerful, almost instinctively groping his way through the darkness. With each step, he was cautious, fearing even the slightest sound. At this moment, every nerve in his body was tense, and his mind was filled with the image of the approaching enemy—if discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Master, I've entered the passage." Su Ming's voice was low and rapid, almost panting. "I'm moving forward, but the enemy's search is intensive. I have to be careful."
Zheng Yaoxian's voice remained calm. "Remain calm, Su Ming. Deployment has begun outside. I will arrange for support. Keep moving forward."
An inexplicable strength surged within Su Ming. Zheng Yaoxian's calmness and determination, like a pillar of steel, supported him as he continued forward in the darkness. Although he knew his current situation was still extremely dangerous, he believed he was not alone. Zheng Yaoxian's support would arrive sooner or later.
A faint light gradually appeared at the end of the passage, and Su Ming's heart surged with excitement. He knew that was the exit, his only hope of escaping his predicament. Although the road ahead was still filled with uncertainty, he had no choice but to continue forward until he reached a breakthrough.
However, just as he was moving forward quickly, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps behind him. Su Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped, leaning against the wall of the passage, holding his breath. He could almost hear the footsteps, getting closer and clearer.
He didn't dare take any more risks and immediately ducked down, hiding behind a pile of discarded wooden crates to the side of the passage. Footsteps were approaching, practically just outside the passage. Su Ming's hand tightly gripped his weapon, his gaze fixed on the bright light, the sound of his heartbeat drowning out everything outside.
He held his breath, trying not to make any sound. The footsteps gradually stopped. Su Ming's eyes were fixed on the direction of the passage, his body like a taut string, ready to face any possible changes at any time.
A few seconds of silence seemed to stretch out. Su Ming's heartbeat was pounding, and every nerve in his body was on edge. He could almost feel the faintest fluctuations in the air outside. Then, suddenly, the footsteps sounded again, gradually fading away.
Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxing slightly, but his alertness remained. The enemy was approaching, but he remained calm, waiting for his next opportunity.
Without further delay, he quickly stood up and continued towards the passage's exit. Every step was cautious, fearing detection. However, as he approached the exit, his nervousness grew. The light before him seemed like an alluring trap. He knew he couldn't rush, but must remain calm and proceed with caution.
Finally, he walked out of the passage and stood in a secluded place. All around him was silence. Su Ming took a deep breath and looked up into the distance. There seemed to be a ray of light there, as if it was his last
Su Ming stood at the end of the passage, his heart pounding as if it were about to burst from his chest. The faint sound in his ears was no longer a phantom echo, but was growing clearer and closer. His eyes scanned the surroundings, and his mind raced with thoughts like electricity—the enemy had sensed his presence. He had only two choices: continue forward, or return to the darkness of the basement and continue waiting.
But he knew that whether moving forward or backward would mean danger.
He leaned his back against the cold wall, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his breathing steady.