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“Brilliant!” Winston turned to the researcher, a sudden movement as he drew a silenced pistol and fired
directly into the man’s heart, “This one’s for the maid you screwed over!” The sound was little more
than a whisper as the suppressor did its job, and the tech went down without a sound, his heart blown
open. Winston holstered his weapon and calmly activated the incinerator system on the lab’s control
panel. A holographic keyboard appeared, and Winston’s fingers danced across it, entering the
command sequence for destruction. The system hummed to life, beginning its deadly work. Just then,
another researcher burst into the room, eyes widening at the sight of his fallen colleague. Panic-
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstricken, he bolted for the door. Winston didn’t chase him immediately, his expression unperturbed as
he waited for the sequence to complete. Hitting the final confirmation button, he watched with
satisfaction as the last of the virus samples were reduced to ash before turning to leave the lab. Guards
stormed in, guns drawn and aiming at Winston, but they hesitated, confused. In that split-second of
indecision, Winston sprang into action like a panther, snatching a gun from one guard and dispatching
the other with a thunderous bang. He then seized the gun-wielding guard by the head and smashed it
against the lab’s glass door. Blood sprayed like a burst water balloon, and within a matter of seconds,
both guards lay motionless, their souls departed. Meanwhile, the escaping tech emerged from another
room, clutching a cooler. His face twisted in horror at the sight of Winston standing over two bodies. He
turned and ran, cooler in tow. Winston was on him in a flash, his foot connecting with the back of the
researcher’s head with brutal force. The researcher pitched forward, and the cooler slid across the
floor. The researcher looked up at the advancing figure, terror etched across his face, finally realizing
why he had been spared earlier. He had been allowed to live to lead Winston to the hidden virus
samples. Retreating, his face a mask of fear, he couldn’t believe this was the same Winston. Why
would Winston betray Mr. Raiden? In a shaky voice, he pleaded, “I’ve hit the alarm! Zion’s security is
on its way.
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Let me go, and I’ll pretend I never saw you!” Winston aimed his pistol at the man’s forehead, his eyes
cold as ice, “No chance.” Bang! A bullet pierced the tech’s brow. Dead in an instant. Winston picked up
the cooler, methodically destroying the five virus samples inside. As he was about to dispose of the last
one, the lab door flew open, and an army of armed guards flooded in. The rattle of heavy gunfire
echoed as Winston grabbed the final sample, dodging bullets and returning fire. His right hand wielded
his pistol while his left grabbed a fallen guard’s automatic rifle, unleashing a hail of bullets at the
incoming forces. (Image) Forty-Eighth Floor (Image) From the dizzying height of the forty-eighth floor,
the world below was a mere speckled canvas. She steadied herself, swinging briefly before kicking off
the wall and bounding up to the forty-ninth floor. Content of Drаmąոovels.cоm Even from outside the
window, the roar of gunfire inside was deafening. (Image) Rolling into the building, she retracted her
rope and dashed toward the source of the gunfire. She moved with lightning speed, scooping up a
couple of discarded rifles and opening fire on the castle guards swarming Winston.