Boom boom boom…
A series of energy beams flashed past, exploding the long tables and chairs in the coffee shop to smash.
The "Roman Holiday" coffee shop on Glen Street is no longer as lively as it used to be. On the contrary, broken glass, flying sawdust, and several corpses lying on the floor all described the cruelty of war.
Civilians are always the biggest victims in wars…
Alia's pale face was filled with fear and despair.
As a faithful Christian, facing the cruel reality of alien invasion, all she can do is tremblingly leaning behind the counter, holding the cross in her hand tightly, and vocally asking God for forgiveness.
"God, please help your loyal believers…"
However, the girl hiding beside her did not intend to give up…
"Damn it!"
Using his hand to wipe off the sawdust from the top of his head, Skye cursed secretly, quickly took out the hair circle on his wrist, and rolled his long brown hair round and round.
Just witnessed a colleague of her, who was shot through her chest by a beam of energy, knowing that in front of these ugly aliens, they had only one choice, and that was: Run!
In order not to let the fluttering hair block her escape vision, she cleverly tied her long hair into a ponytail.
After doing this, Skye seemed to have made a difficult decision, gritted his silver teeth secretly, grabbed the edge of the counter with both hands, and slowly raised his head.
At the moment when she just appeared, several energy beams bursting into blue light suddenly lased!
The order received by the Qitari army is to wipe out all human beings within the sight range!
Therefore, when several Zita Swiss soldiers discovered that there were two humans in this coffee shop, they immediately regarded this place as a shooting range for practice shooting.
The Zita Swiss soldier standing outside the shop untiringly pulled the trigger and shot beams of energy into the already messy coffee shop.
If it wasn't for Skye to feel wrong, he immediately retracted, otherwise, she might be shot through the head.
However, this time the adventure was not without gain.
At the moment when he raised his head, Skye still keenly observed the position of several Zita Swiss soldiers: in the open space outside the main gate.
The layout of the "Roman Holiday" coffee shop is very interesting because there are two entrances and exits.
One is the main entrance on the front right, and the other is the side entrance on the left.
The counter where Skye and Alia hid was located at the innermost side of the coffee shop, near the left side.
The counter made of steel, under the bombardment of energy beams, has long been shaky, and may be pierced at any time.
Therefore, instead of staying behind the counter and slowly waiting for death, it is better to rush out bravely to get a chance.
The side door on the left is the only escape route that can avoid direct conflict with aliens!
After the escape plan was finalized, Skye did not immediately implement it.
Less than a month after working at the "Roman Holiday" coffee shop, Skye's relationship with his colleagues is pretty good.
She has a cheerful personality, witty language, and very capable. She also helps her colleagues a little from time to time, which naturally wins her colleagues' affection.
However, if you want to ask her how these people exist to her, Skye will reply without hesitation: just colleagues!
In church school, in society, alone, she has long learned to use a mask to communicate with others.
Even though, in her lonely heart, how longing for friendship and family affection…
Obviously, her relationship with Alia is just an ordinary colleague.
However, at the critical moment when facing the life and death decision, she hesitation.
Looking at Alia, whose face was bloodless, holding the cross tightly, and her body trembling slightly, she suddenly felt a feeling that she couldn't just leave her alone.
In my mind, there were countless ideological struggles. In the end, Skye still felt that he couldn't just leave Alia alone!
So, she stretched out her hands, grabbed Alia's arms tightly, and whispered Roar's name:
"Alia! Alia!"
Skye's Roar call still made Alia, who was already somewhat sluggish, come back to her senses:
"S… Skye?"
"It's me! I found a way to escape. Next, as long as you follow me closely, we run out of the side door…"
Sky quickly explained his escape plan to Alia.
Maybe it was Skye's firm eyes that infected her, or maybe it was the desire for survival that made her unwilling to give up like this.
Alia, who was pale, still agreed to Skye's escape plan.
Even though, her legs are shaking as if dancing…
Boom boom boom…
Several Zita Swiss soldiers outside the shop slowly walked into the coffee shop, and tirelessly opened fire on the counter.
Looking at that posture, it seems that they will not give up until the two humans hiding in it are killed…
At the same time, Skye, who was hiding behind the counter, heard the sound of footsteps on the broken glass.
Skye, who was a little anxious, began to work hard to calmly explain the main points of the plan to Alia:
"Wait a minute, I count one, two, three, and when I count to three, we rush out from the left of the counter. Once we rush out of the counter, don't stop, and don't look at other places. Our goal is only one, which is the side door!"
"do you understand?"
Looking at Skye with a serious face, Alia nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Understood…"
After checking the laces on his canvas shoes for the last time, Skye took a deep breath, and then began the countdown:
"one…"
"two…"
Just as Skye was about to count "three", the sudden change occurred!
With a "Psst" sound, a sharp black blade suddenly came out from the chest of a Zeita Swiss soldier!
The next moment, the blade was quickly pulled out.
The Zeta Swiss soldier, who had become a corpse, was instantly kicked off by a force from behind!
Across the air, the corpse knocked a Zeta Swiss soldier on the left to the ground with a "bang".
Immediately afterwards, a dark shadow, stepping on a strange step, flashed behind the Zeta Swiss soldier on the right!
The sword fell with his hand, and a bright light flashed, like a pillar of blood like a fountain, suddenly splashing out from the neck of the Zita Swiss soldier.
This was not over yet, the Zeta Swiss soldier, who was crushed by the corpse, just wanted to raise the gun in his hand and shoot at the black shadow, but the opponent stepped on his arm.
"The eighty-sixth…"
Accompanied by whispering words, a brown-haired man in black took out a pistol on his thigh and aimed it at the brow of the Zeta Swiss soldier lying on the ground, whispering:
"Farewell!"