Chapter 40 - Fated to struggle (Part 2) In a herd the weak finds Solace - Porn Star

The moment he heard Chuck's voice, the young operative very well know that his death is imminent. His limbs started shivering in fright, his forehead became slick with sweat. He was not ready to die. However, surprisingly, he calmed himself down with a long breathe and got his nerves in control, enough to least talk...

In a nervous and enraged tone, he asked, "...heh ...heh ...so it ends here ...is this how you killed Zhao Enlai ... crept up behind him... like a coward?"

"Who? the guy dangling before you?"

Chen Bolin looked up at the partial corpse of his mentor with sorrow and just nodded.

"He was a real warrior, he faced me head-on. He died the lion's death, roaring and fighting till the last moment."

When Bolin heard that the man he looked up put up a fight against a Tzar despite the odds, his mind calmed down...

[Exhale] "Get it over with" his voice calm but firm.

"I can let you walk away, you and Enlai are different from your sadistic commander. I will give you 30 seconds, just leave..."

[Sigh] "I would have taken your offer if you had let Enlai walk away as well..."

"The word of a Tzar is worth its weight in gold, you have thirty seconds. Decide for yourself," Chuck said with no emotions.

"Heh, you have given me a chance at life... but, why do I want to exchange my life for a chance at vengeance..." said Bolin in a calm manner as he turned the safety off his gun and turned to face Chuck who is just a few feet away.

Chuck coldly faced the armed operative, not taking a step back, holding his ground.

"Halt!"

"Freeze!"

"Drop the knife!" said three different voices from different directions. They were the other operatives of the team and in a few seconds, more special ops members arrived at the scene.

Everyone circled Chuck, unlike the last time, everyone is vigilant. Everyone had their Heckler and Koech MP55 submachine gun out and ready to fire, aimed at Chuck's vitals.

Unknowingly Bolin heaved a sigh of relief, the encirclement of the other operatives made him feel like he got a new lease on life. However, as Bolin was feeling fortunate...

"You still have five seconds," the cold voice of Chuck sounded in everyone's ear with no sense of fear.

"Four"

"Three"

As Chuck counted the remaining seconds, Bolin developed a bad feeling in his heart. Despite having all his team members holding Chuck on gunpoint, Bolin's heart was ill at ease.

When you are about to die, the heart is the first to know as it coils up in fear making you feel suffocated. Bolin felt the silent pressure of death, as the feeling escalated, he did not hesitate even for a moment as he pressed hard on the gun trigger. His knuckles turned white as he held tightly held onto his gun and emptied his entire clip on Chuck.

However, to the shock of everyone, Chuck casually moved and shuffled his steps with a calm look, he was not fast or superhuman by any feat, but masterfully moved out of the way of Bolin's aim, just a tenth of an instant before he pressed the trigger.

If everyone did not know that Bolin was an expert marksman, they would have guessed that he had fudged the aim.

As everyone was baffled at how Chuck casually dealt the threat of a gun, he calmly voiced out...

"Time's up"

When Bolin heard Chuck's reminder, he started to hysterically scream out...

"Shoot! Everyone shoot at him!"

"Don't hold back!"

"SHOOT!"

The operatives' mind was stressed like a taut string that is ready to snap at any moment. At this intense scenario, the first bang of the gun from one of the operatives invoked a domino effect and everyone squeezed their gun triggered hard...

[Tatatatatatatatatatatatata] the submachine gun started to spew out bullets rapidly...

[Spulch]

Blood from Chuck's back splattered out...

###However, ten seconds back###

[Exhale]

As soon a chuck started counting the last five seconds, Chuck's heartbeat went through the roof...

...400 bpm...

...500 bpm...

...600 bpm...

...700 bpm...

...800 bpm...

...900 bpm...

...1000...

The sound of Chuck's heart was like a Ferrari's rumble, his eyes became bloodied and completely scarlet, the bullet wounds in his back open up due to the monstrous blood flow...

Oxygenated blood filled his muscles, his brain, his eyes and every part of his body...

Humane genome potential starts to unlock...

Muscle and ligament stress limit break...

Chuck held tightly onto his gnarly survivor blade. The merciless life reaping blade started buzzing at maximum as it felt it's master's need for murder...