Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 73 - 73 66 Berserker

73: Chapter 66 Berserker 73: Chapter 66 Berserker We need to leave, we can’t delay any longer.

Gao Yi turned to the distraught nun, “Are you coming or not?”

The nun’s knees were on the ground, her body twisted, staring blankly at Gao Yi.

She couldn’t bear it, she really couldn’t.

If only the look in her eyes were a bit more complex, her face a bit uglier, and her legs not so attractive, Gao Yi would have walked away.

But now, he really didn’t want to leave.

Gao Yi sighed, stepped forward, and grabbed the nun by the neck, lifting her up with his left hand.

The heart could be soft, but the hands must be firm; Gao Yi wasn’t about to leave any opportunity for a colleague to kill him.

The nun stood up on her own, and Gao Yi released his left arm, then the first thing he did was pull down the nun’s long robe.

He tugged but couldn’t move it, then Gao Yi noticed that there was a rope tied around the nun’s waist, not a belt, just some kind of hemp rope, and the robe was tucked inside it, no wonder he couldn’t pull it down.

He lifted the robe up a bit, then wrapped his hand around it, tugging at the robe from the front.

After discovering he couldn’t pull the robe off, Gao Yi pinched the robe and pulled twice more, finally, the robe came down, covering those dazzlingly white legs.

Gao Yi took a long breath, wiped his nose with his left hand, and thankfully, there was no embarrassing nosebleed.

“Did you kill…”

The nun seemed somewhat foolish.

Gao Yi couldn’t help but say, “Are you coming or not?”

While asking, he couldn’t help but grab the nun’s hand.

With his left hand holding the nun’s fingers, he lifted them to look at the wooden stocks, discovered that the lock on the stocks was not too sophisticated, just a wooden bar passing through and fixing the stocks in place, with a padlock locking one end of the bar.

The lock wasn’t big; Gao Yi lifted the nun’s hand, bent down to pick up the hammer he had dropped, and with one strike of the hammer, the small lock broke open.

Then Gao Yi threw the hammer to the ground, removed the small lock, and pulled out the wooden bar.

Next, the nun could unlock the stocks herself, but at that moment, Gao Yi suddenly grabbed the nun’s face with his right hand.

Holding her chin with his hand, two fingers traced along beneath her ear, then Gao Yi looked into her eyes, his right hand’s forefinger sliding down the nun’s cheek with a bit of force.

There was no makeup on her face, certainly no mask, not even any cosmetics that might change skin tone, definitely all-natural.

With his left hand holding the nun’s fingers, his fingernails hooked on the pad of her index finger, no fingerprint patches, no glue used.

That’s more like it; if there were any such disguises, the nun wouldn’t be delivered to Ditzel’s bed.

The room was arranged very simply, two rooms in total, just a crude wooden table, a wooden chair, and the bed inside was also a very simple wooden bed.

Back then, Gao Yi didn’t figure it out, but now he saw that this was a simulation of the living conditions of the nuns in the monastery.

It could be concluded that Ditzel, or Henry, one of them had a peculiar fascination with nuns, hence there was a room specially arranged like a monastery here, inside which was a nun.

He felt the material of the robe, it was coarse, but became soft due to long-term wearing and washing, some places already slightly rough, it would break in another year or two.

So, this wasn’t role-playing, at least the clothes were real, so this nun might actually be a real nun.

Gao Yi let go of the nun.

Gao Yi was a gentleman; he wouldn’t take advantage of someone in jeopardy.

Touching was only to confirm whether the nun was a colleague, certainly no ulterior motives.

He picked up the hammer again, took a step, and pulled a pistol from the waist of the bodyguard corpse nearby, then for the second time Gao Yi said to the nun, “Are you coming or not?”

The nun didn’t unlock the stocks on her hands, still looking at Gao Yi, “You killed my target, I had been preparing for this moment for seven years, but you stole my target…”

The nun spoke in English, tears streaming down not in anger, more like in sorrow.

Gao Yi swallowed.

This woman’s hair was wrapped in a nun’s headscarf, the headscarf slightly revealing a bit of the hairline, her hair seemed to be brown.

That face, that angelic face, with a devilish body covered by a robe, just evoked a protective desire.

Couldn’t bear it, truly couldn’t bear it.

Gao Yi shifted his gaze slightly, “It was I who saved you!”

The nun was momentarily dazed again, then she finally said, “Alright, indeed you saved me, we didn’t expect this to happen.”

Finally getting the wooden stocks off, letting the two pieces of wood fall to the ground, the nun glanced at the ground, whispered, “But I won’t thank you, you stole my target!”

Gao Yi would never say the same thing a third time.

Now that Gao Yi had saved this nun and unlocked the stocks on her hands, he could leave.

He quickly walked to the door, carefully listening, and hearing no movement outside, Gao Yi cautiously opened the door.

The nun went to take a gun from the bodyguard’s corpse.

Gao Yi’s eyes widened, his gun in his left hand raised toward the nun, the gun’s muzzle motioning for her to move away from it.

He held the gun to prevent the nun from getting any ideas, mainly to keep her at a distance so that something could intimidate her.

Watching the nun obediently step back two paces, Gao Yi then used the hammer to catch the wooden door and pull it back, then immediately stuck the hammer out the doorway.

The Warhammer was suddenly pressed down with great force, then a muzzle appeared and fired a shot; if Gao Yi hadn’t used the Warhammer to probe, he would have been shot.

Gao Yi let go, retreating, left hand holding the gun, but the wooden door was kicked open.

Someone grabbed the Iron Hammer, probably mistaking the hammer head for Gao Yi’s hand, someone else kicked the door.

Gao Yi also kicked out, striking the ankle of the foot kicking the door at the moment it struck the wooden door.

A cry of pain, the person kicking the door lost balance, Gao Yi slightly extended his left hand, he didn’t see anyone, just repeatedly pulling the trigger.

Three shots in rapid succession.

The Iron Hammer snagged by someone fell, leaving two handlebars inside the door, after firing three shots, Gao Yi crouched down, grabbed the hammer handle with his right hand, his left hand holding the gun to close the wooden door.

A series of gunshots, bullet holes densely appeared on the wooden door, only about a centimeter apart, essentially a horizontal line, showing an extremely fast rate of fire.

If Gao Yi hadn’t crouched down, this row of bullets would have hit his chest.

Right hand pulling the Warhammer, left hand slamming the door shut.

Bang, the wooden door closed, but it was kicked open again, Gao Yi’s left hand rested on the wooden door was hit, the gun flew out.

Crouching on the ground, the right hand with the hammer smashed down fiercely, hitting the knee of the leg kicking the door.

Another cry of pain, Gao Yi grabbed the wooden door again and slammed it shut.

This wooden door had no lock, but there was a door bolt behind it, after Gao Yi closed the door again, he immediately grabbed the horizontal door bolt and slid it to lock the wooden door.

Then Gao Yi stood up, leaped forward, and charged towards the nun like a gorilla with high jumps.

Gao Yi thought that if the people outside fired, they would definitely aim lower, so by jumping more, even if he was hit in the legs, it would surely be better than being hit in the waist or above.

Just as he was delayed, the nun grabbed a pistol, and her pistol was pointed at Gao Yi.

Just when Gao Yi had to reluctantly destroy the flower, the nun tearfully aimed the gun at the wooden door.

It was clear the nun was very reluctant, but she eventually fired four shots at the wooden door.

Gao Yi stood next to the nun holding the hammer, the nun with a face of despair said, “There are no windows here, we are doomed, but you have completed your mission, while my target was stolen by you.”

There was a tiny bit of embarrassment indeed.

Gao Yi turned away, thankfully, not looking at the nun made the slight guilt disappear.

“I saved you, now we can break out.”

The nun took a breath, walked over to another bodyguard corpse, touched it twice, pulled out another pistol, then raised both guns, said, “Let’s break out, if not, it’s fine, anyway my target was stolen by you, but your mission is already completed.”

Just then, the door bolt suddenly broke, with one hit, the wooden door was smashed open, and then two people charged in one after another, one above and one below.

The nun fired both guns simultaneously, and whether it was a miracle or truly exceptional gun skills, with her two shots, the two men who charged in collapsed.

The nun’s face was full of determination and fearlessness, her steps calm and steady, walking straight toward the wooden door.

Such actions without any self-protection, this kind of fearless momentum, this way of holding two guns facing the enemy, the nun wasn’t a nun, she was a Berserker.

A third person burst in like lightning, the Nun Berserker fired, her steps didn’t stop, but the third person who rushed in collapsed.

No makeup, no disguise, the posture of holding a gun, and the desperate momentum, especially the repeatedly mentioned target and the visibly intense sense of mission.

The most distinct feature was the repeated mentions of target and mission as if nothing but the mission mattered, not even her own life, or even killing Gao Yi who stole her quest.

Gao Yi was certain now.

This woman was brainwashed; she was just Consumables.