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Soon after, a cascade of voices emerged from the shadows.
“Count me in!”
“I’m with you!”
“Include me as well!”
Nicole quieted them with a gesture and instructed, “Proceed quietly. Everyone crawls at the pickup truck. Pair up and heed my signals closely. If my index finger is raised, it’s safe to advance to the vehicle. If not, maintain stillness. Is that clear?”
Each person nodded in agreement, prompting Nicole to gesture with her finger. Two girls darted out quietly.
With a subtle motion, Nicole signaled for two more girls to follow the suit.
They proceeded cautiously and deliberately until all the abducted girls had entered the vehicle. Without prompting, they arranged themselves flat on the floor, huddling together to minimize their visibility.
Nicole meticulously dropped a tarpaulin over the girls. Their slender figures clustered together, rendering it difficult to discern the true number of occupants within the car.
After securely fastening the tarpaulin, Nicole moved to the driver’s seat and initiated the ignition.
Suddenly, a menacing firearm pressed against Nicole’s temple.
“Hey!” The guard stationed at the door had discovered Nicole and inquired with suspicion, “What are you doing?”
Speaking Ambrosia with an accent, this guard likely hailed from a place outside of Ambrosia.
Nicole’s back was soaked with sweat as she urgently gestured with her hands, indicating that she needed to retrieve something from the car for the person in the adjacent room.
Though the guard couldn’t comprehend her words, he grasped the gist of her gestures. Using the gun, he struck Nicole’s head and commanded, “Gol”
His directive was clear. He meant for Nicole to proceed to the hut and confront the individual inside in an attempt to confirm the truth of her words.
Nicole’s heart raced with fear. Within the hut, all that remained was the lifeless body of the man and the stains of blood. Entering would undoubtedly lead to her swift discovery and the guard might not hesitate to pull the trigger within moments.
Reluctantly, Nicole began her approach toward the hut. However, before departing, she deliberately dropped the keys onto the soft ground, ensuring they made no noise upon impact.
Pretending to cooperate with the guard, Nicole intentionally spoke in broken Ambrosian, knowing the guard couldn’t fully understand. “Key… On the ground… I distract… You leave. No look back.”
Nicole’s words bordered on a final farewell. Each person understood the grim reality that they were defenseless against bullets.
Nicole’s only hope lay in seizing the gun from the guard and sacrificing herself to buy the other abducted girls some time to dash off. Though the girls knew the outcome was bleak for Nicole, they had no alternative.
If asked whether she would regret her self-sacrificing actions, Nicole would flatly reply she did not have any remorse, not in the slightest. Saving this large amount of abducted girls made any sacrifice worthwhile.
Nicole’s only regret lay in not bidding farewell to her son. Aware of her failings as a mother, she hoped Austin would forgive her for her shortcomings. In the end, she couldn’t even win over his custody.
With each step toward the hut, Nicole’s feet felt as though they were weighed down by a thousand-pound iron chain.
The guard, sensing something awry, struck Nicole’s back with the gun, commanding, “Hurry…”
Suddenly, a sound echoed through the air. The guard crumpled to the ground without warning.
Still in shock, Nicole watched as the youngest girl seized a vine and tightly strangled the guard.
Another girl joined in, and together they grappled with the guard.
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Aware that discovery would jeopardize them all, they understood the gravity of the situation. With these abductors equipped with communication devices, alerting the guard would spell doom, even with a getaway vehicle at their disposal. In a decisive moment, the girls abandoned the car and opted to confront their adversary head-on.
Nicole was profoundly moved. She hadn’t anticipated that the frightened little girl from moments before would rise to protect her.
The struggle persisted until the guard ceased resisting. Seeing the threat neutralized, the occupants of the car resumed their positions calmly.
Nicole instructed two other girls to drag the guard to the rear of the grass and conceal him temporarily, ensuring he wouldn’t be discovered immediately.
After completing the task, the two girls approached, and Nicole offered them a thumbs-up gesture, expressing admiration for their courage.
The girls reciprocated, stating, “Without your leadership, we wouldn’t have dared. Your bravery has sparked hope within us!”
Nicole’s eyes welled with emotion. “Let’s make our escape together.”
“Agreed, together we go!”
Several hands intertwined tightly, united by trust.
At this moment, their hearts beat as one, with only one belief. That was to escape.
Nicole removed the garments from the lecherous perished man and discreetly changed into them inside the car.
The lecherous man was bold but was self-conscious about his appearance, favoring hats as a means of concealment. This provided Nicole with an opportunity to further obscure her identity. She had devised a brilliant plan!
Nicole had just found a pair of scissors in the car and cut her hair short. She then donned a hat and smeared ash across her face. With these alterations, she strikingly resembled the lecherous man.
Remaining in the car, she hoped to bypass the checkpoints unnoticed.
Taking a deep breath, Nicole inserted the key into the ignition and started the car.
The remaining guard around, drowsy and unaware his colleague hadn’t returned, paid no special attention as Nicole approached the gate and presented the lecherous man’s ID card.
The remaining guard, barely glancing at Nicole, waved her through.
As the car passed the gate, Nicole’s heart raced. She had cleared the first checkpoint, but several more awaited, each a new challenge.
The organization was meticulous, setting multiple checkpoints to prevent escapes. Without proper preparations, it was impossible to pass even the first one unchallenged.
However, using the same disguise and ID card, Nicole successfully navigated the second checkpoint.
The guards of the second checkpoint didn’t bother to scrutinize the ID presented by Nicole, suggesting the lecherous man might hold significant influence within the organization.
Reflecting on this, Nicole realized the lecherous man’s importance.
An ordinary individual wouldn’t risk leaving his position under cover of night.
Nicole’s plan continued flawlessly until she reached the final checkpoint. Here, she presented the ID once more, and the guard signaled for her to proceed.
Just as Nicole was about to drive off, the radio attached to the lecherous man’s belt crackled.
Although Nicole didn’t understand the language, the urgency was palpable.
The guard’s demeanor shifted instantly, his face hardened as he aimed his rifle at Nicole, and ordered her to exit the vehicle.
Nicole feigned fear, covering her head as if to comply. but at the last second, she slammed her foot on the gas pedal, accelerating the truck away with a roar.
“Bang!” Gunshots rang out behind her. One bullet shattered the rearview mirror.
Despite the gunfire, Nicole kept her foot firmly on the accelerator.
Escaping the mountains was crucial for everyone’s safety.
As she sped along, the sound of another vehicle closing in echoed from behind.
Unsure whether it was a pursuer or a passerby, Nicole clenched the steering wheel, and pushed the truck faster.
A silver-white van soon appeared in her rearview mirror, relentlessly tailing her. The driver, clearly well-trained, was fixated on catching Nicole.
“Bang!” With a loud crash, the van rammed into her truck, leaving a significant dent.
Navigating a steep mountain road, Nicole knew any careless maneuver could be fatal. She opted for caution over speed, hugging the inner lane while the persistent van continued its assault.
Just as another collision seemed imminent, and Nicole braced for the worst, an unexpected ally appeared.
The anticipated crash never occurred. Instead, a black SUV appeared from the opposite direction, maneuvering aggressively and with precision.
It resembled a dark panther, its headlights flashing intensely as it zeroed in on the silver-white van.
Caught off guard, the van was left immobilized, unable to advance or retreat.
The black SUV acted Like a guardian angel. Nicole inhaled deeply, her focus returning to the road ahead. She was tempted to stop and assist the SUV, but she knew her driving skills paled in comparison.
Stopping would likely cause more harm than good.
Moreover, Nicole was not only responsible for her own life but also for the safety of the other abducted girls in the truck.
They were all relying on her to lead them to safety. She felt the need to deliver them to a secure location and arrange for rescue.
Due to the black SUV’s intervention, the silver-white van was forced to maintain its distance, allowing Nicole a glimpse of the ongoing struggle between the two vehicles in her rearview mirror.
The black SUV maneuvered like a fish, agile and forceful, while the silver-white van, cunning as a snake, attempted to force its adversary off the cliff.
The confrontation was desperate as survival hung in the balance for those involved.