THE DEADLY MISSION

EPISODE 9

"Drop your firearms or I'll kill her," I said as I drew the knife closer to her throat. "Don't listen to," she couldn't finish her statement before coughing blood.

"What did you do to me?" she pleaded vehemently.

" I'm sorry, love," I whispered as I pushed her towards one of the gunmen.

I tossed the knife to another, and it became lodged in his skull.

The remaining guys began shooting incessantly, but I was quick to seek cover in the location where the guy I killed was.

I snatched his gun and shot two of the attackers, while the others ran for cover.

Stephanie's cough had become much worse, and blood was flowing from her mouth and nose.

Seeing this, I quickly pressed a button on my shoe, which released gas into the room, and I slid my hand into the back pocket of my trousers to retrieve my handkerchief, but I couldn't locate it.

My antidote was lost, and the gas emitted will hasten the poison's appearance in my system.

As the gate was rapidly opened, I swiftly raced out the same way I came in, hopped on my bike, and sped out of the building.

I hadn't driven far when I noticed three black Range Rover automobiles approaching me from behind in my rearview mirror.

I increased my speed, and the drivers of the other automobiles did the same.

My body was already reacting to the toxin.

I was bound to die if I didn't find the antidote soon.

The road was clear, and the only vehicle on it was ours.

They were closing in on me, and I couldn't run any faster. I tried to take slow breaths and focus my concentration on a face I'd been staring at for a long time in order to slow down the poison's infiltration of my system.

Through my rearview mirror, I noticed some men pulling guns from car windows and aiming them at me.

I swiftly swerved to another road that intersected with the one I was on.

As they stepped on their brake and reversed to keep on the pursuit, I could hear the screaming of their car's tyre.

That wasn't the first time I'd been involved in a hot pursuit, so I had enough experience to take them out, but it was the first time I'd been poisoned and become involved in a chase.

The route I was on was extremely small, making it impossible for two automobiles to pass each other.

I hit a button on my bike, and small marbles fell from it. The automobiles in front of me in the chase stomped on it, and the marbles exploded, driving the car upwards. The other pursuits were quick enough to pass beneath it before it came crashing down.

I forced a smile, but it was cut short when I came to a halt.

The road was closed due to ongoing construction on the street across the street.

I increased my speed as I approached the weak woods that had been used to block the road; I was almost hit by one of the heavy trucks that had been used to construct the road; I quickly swerved left, driving right through the middle of the engineers working on the road, who were all propelled in different directions to save themselves.

I heard a crashing sound and turned around to see the large truck that had narrowly avoided crushing one of the cars; it was the final car in the back; the first one had managed to avoid it, but the last one was unlucky.

It was difficult for me to ride my bike on the granite-filled ground.

My speed decreased, but the automobile did the opposite; it overtook me and slowed down to the same level as me; a man wearing dark glasses pulled out an ak49 and aimed it at me; I quickly stepped on my brakes as he fired the gun, causing him to miss me.

I swirled my bike, wrapping my palm firmly on the clutch as I propelled it forward with force, raising the upper section of the bike and riding on the back tyre.

As I dashed out of the area with speed, I hit every roadblock sign that was still standing.

The automobile couldn't go very fast because it could only follow me in reverse; turning the car was difficult.

I positioned my bike to be able to pass through the small area isolated out as I approached the site where the accident occurred.

I jumped down from it as I climbed the huge truck, jumped on the wrecked car, and gymnasts my way onto my bike, which had just made it through the narrow space.

I grinned as I observed the employees hurrying to grab the last automobile that was still standing, but it couldn't get out due to the truck blocking the route.

I coughed a lot as I walked back to the university, hoping to acquire the antidote as soon as possible.

It wasn't easy for me because blood began to drip out of my nose in small amounts.

I rode at breakneck speed as I began to lose my grip.

The poison was affecting my vision, and my breathing was becoming labored.

As I approached the school gate, I horns impatiently, one of the security guards looked at me, and I faked a smile to cover my misery.

I hurriedly wiped the blood from my nose with the back of my shirt.

The security cried, "clarification!"

He wasn't there when I arrived in the morning or when I departed on my bike earlier.

That's when I realized the faces there were all different from the ones I'd seen before.

" Clarification," yelled security once more as I seemed to keep steadfastly on my bike.

I forgot to bring my ID card, which isn't something I'm used to.

" I'm a lecturer here," I tried to yell, but the words barely made it out of my mouth.

The temptation to cough was growing stronger in me, and I knew that if I did, a lot of blood would pour out of my mouth, lowering my odds of surviving.

I was sweating profusely as I fought for survival on the inside while pondering how I would show my position to the authorities.

When I heard the sound of a car rushing towards me, I spun around to find a black Range Rover headed straight towards me.