"I cannot fail again," Pang Meiqin psyched herself up, but couldn't help worrying as she watched the triangles on the radar close in to about fifty meters behind her. "I will not die, I will not die, I will not die."
It seemed that only through this repetitive mantra could Pang Meiqin keep her mind calm and muster the courage to move forward.
"Pang Meiqin, you can do this. Only seventy meters to go until the ambush circle," she encouraged herself. But the sudden explosion nearby startled her, and she unconsciously quickened her pace.
"Control your speed, make yourself appear weak, make the prey feel that they can easily catch you. If you don't succeed this time, you might as well die." Recalling the harsh words of warning from that cruel woman, Pang Meiqin's steps slowed again. After another explosion, she finally couldn't hold back a soft sob, "Tang Zheng, where are you? I should have listened to you and jumped out of the plane with you."
