Survival moment

By ColTon Landers

When the end comes, mysterious forces transform the entire blue star into a cave world. And while the entire human race struggles to survive in the cave world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: ColTon Landers
• Release date: Jun 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9781088158074

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Chapter 1 Memories

Sitting quietly on the grass beside the stream, with a blade of grass, wipe the root of the soil, and then lie down in his mouth, lazy looking at the blue sky, just left hand clenched dagger is still shining blood red light.

It seems that it has been two years......

He had a very good name, very light, very sunny - Annette Smith.

Vaguely remember two years ago, it seems to be a bright and sunny morning, that year, he was fifteen years old......

Annette Smith sat on a bench on the street, watching her childhood friends play in the distance, her mouth curled in an elegant curve, but it disappeared as she glanced at the middle-aged man next to her.

The man's eyes are very vicissitudes of life, some wrinkles on his face vaguely can be young is handsome appearance.

Annette Smith pulled the corners of her mouth.

Daddy.

The middle-aged man looked at him, his eyes are guilty, is pleased, is not to give up, the kind of complex eyes with the face that seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of life, emitting a unique charm. He paused, as if he wanted to say a lot of things, until Annette Smith stood up and turned to leave him with a white, sunlit back, and finally said, Come back alive. Annette Smith just looked at the two slender figures who seemed to notice something, with a flash of determination in her eyes. She only left the middle-aged man with a decisive back and then stepped away, only the words murmured by the middle-aged man's ears......

Take care of them, and the godmother, and you.

At that moment, the beautiful woman behind the middle-aged man wept......

A sharp ding dong brought Annette Smith back to reality, the dagger in her hand suddenly tightened, then released, and finally smiled at herself.

Your mind wandered. What were you thinking about? A soft, childish, teasing voice rang out.

Did they fix it over there? Don't seem to want to stick to the girl's meaningless questions.

The girl smiled and lay quietly next to Annette Smith, her left hand raised to block the glare of the sun and her right hand patting her towering chest.

Hit it, obviously feel should be faster than you, the result came here and see you daze.

Annette Smith smiled a faint, noncommittal smile.

There are six more, including you and me. The girl closed her eyes and drew a faint breath. It smells so good here.

Do you have a home? Annette Smith didn't seem to care much about what the girl was saying, except to utter a word that made the girl's heart twitch slightly.

Home? Ha ha, the girl laughed at herself, I was an orphan from childhood, since I can remember to live in the organization, the word home, for me, too luxurious."

The girl seemed to sense Annette Smith's silence. What if it's just you and me? she asked.

"Must one of them die?

Well, that's the rule.

Annette Smith held the dagger tightly in her hand. Then she stood up and walked into the woods behind her.

The girl rolled over on the grass and looked at the disappearing white figure with a sad smile.

Fool, how can I let you die......

It was late afternoon when Annette Smith returned. When he came out of the woods, he found that the girl had built a bonfire. On the rack of the bonfire were some small, fragrant fish. The girl just sat by the fire and looked at the placid Annette Smith.

Annette Smith walked across from the girl and stared at the fire.

It's just you and me. "The girl gently asked, moving the dying fire with a branch in her hand.

HMM

Tomorrow....

I'll take you home tomorrow! Annette Smith interrupted the girl as she began to speak, her dark eyes full of determination. Let's go back to my house!

The girl's hand in the branch suddenly tightened. Then she bowed her head slightly, she didn't want him to see the tears in her eyes.

Fool, since I know you, where you are, is already my home...... "The girl said to herself.

Is that your name? Annette Smith stared out of the corners of her eyes at the dark northwest sky.

The girl said softly, tears streaming down her face. It seemed that this was the first time he had ever called his own name, which, it turned out, he had always known.

Her little face was gently cupped by Annette Smith's white hands, her tears were gently wiped away by two gentle thumbs, and a gentle smile curled around her lips. Annette Smith looked at her delicate, peachy face, put her lips together, touched her cherry mouth, let go, and her dark eyes were tender.

Annette Smith knew how long the weak-looking girl had been standing behind him for two years, staring. How many times would Annette Smith have had cups of tea with the daughter of Hell if it hadn't been for her? He's not a wood. He gets it.

The narrator looked at Annette Smith as she reached out to grill the fish. Her mouth was smiling in an inverted smile.

Down the river, a small red brick house.

A sprightly old man with silver hair sits on a black leather sofa, his wrinkled right hand swaying gently with a cup of crimson liquid, his left hand hanging naturally on the sofa, the middle finger of a giant gold ring beating rhythmically.

In the video, a white figure shuttles around like a ghost. A few blood-red marks are falling on the ground, tree trunks and leaves. Finally, the picture is frozen on four bodies arranged like crosses behind the white back.

The old man gracefully lifted the glass in his right hand to his mouth. His wrinkled cheek quivered and he sipped the wine. He turned his head to the old man in black, who was also staring at the screen, and his body trembled slightly.

The old man in black suddenly laughed: home has this descendant, I can finally smile to see her.

But your granddaughter...... The old silver-haired man hesitated and finally asked.

The old man in black sighed slightly, If...... Then pay for it. Originally, I owe, she should not pay.

The silver-haired old man shook his head slightly and said, We owe her. We owe her.

Looking at the quiet and sleeping Annette Smith's handsome, sharp-cut face, he could not help but steal a small kiss on the corner of her mouth. Then he ran out of the tent with a chuckle over his mouth and a shrug of his shoulders, like a child afraid of getting caught stealing candy.

She ran to the river and sat down. After a while, she calmed the throbbing in her heart and stroked her shoulder-length hair. Finally, she could not help sighing that tomorrow would be a life-and-death battle......

In fact, Annette Smith in the tent in the flower explanation after stealing a kiss opened his eyes, tomorrow on the life and death of the uneasy how he slept, just sit up to see the lonely figure outside the tent, the heart still can not help but flicker thick pity and worry.

Solution, if really can only live one, I hope, you can live happily.

Chapter 2 The Willow Family in New York

New York Province.

Shelicia Mathews sits in her quaint study, her old eyes staring out the window.

brandon herrera, is it Annette Smith's birthday today? Shelicia Mathews gently turned her head to the bright woman gracefully making tea.

A red in the eyes of the beautiful woman: Well, this kid, he'll be gone for two years and he'll never know... He has the same stubborn temper as his father.

Annette Smith should be back soon. Father Sue called yesterday, Shelicia Mathews paused. It's time for all those who owed Ann a debt from more than ten years ago to pay it back.

The woman's body gave a slight jolt. Shall I tell him?

Well, it's about time he knew. Those old men in the south who have been dormant for ten years are finally coming out of the mountains.

The woman looked up out of the window and muttered, The weather is going to change.

Downstairs, pink full of warm bedroom.

A woman wearing a white dress with long hair and shoulders exudes a classical atmosphere sitting quietly beside the bed, a goose egg type delicate face gentle smile, such as autumn eyes exudes the light of wisdom.

The bedroom door was quietly opened, and a lovely girl with a pink half-sleeved shirt and gray blue jeans tiptoed gently toward the bed. Wearing brown wombat slippers, her little feet suddenly began to work, throwing the reflection of a beautiful woman on the bed with her own successful laugh.

Ha ha ha, sister, what do you think ~ so deep in mind

'Oh dear!

'What's the matter? The woman in white asked softly, stroking the slightly messy hair in front of the girl's forehead.

Today is Annette Smith's brother's birthday. I don't know how he is now. He has been in England for so long without calling or writing a letter. Said the girl in pink, with a sad face.

How can it be? Dad said you can't communicate with the outside world until you've graduated from that royal school.

Dad must be lying. How can there be such a strange school?

Who knows? The woman in white looked at the sad eyes of the girl in pink, and said with a playful tone, But yesterday when dad went to answer Grandpa Sue's phone, it seems that he heard that your brother Annette Smith would soon come back oh ~"

"Really? The girl in pink straightened her upper body and asked uncertainly.

The woman in white was about to speak when a beautiful woman came into the bedroom.

Ruochen, your father calls you, in the study on the second floor. Beautiful woman sitting beside the bed, homeostatic pull pink girl, soft voice to white woman.

The woman in white said, Um, and gently got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

Mom, did your sister say that brother Annette Smith is coming back? The girl in pink asked gently with her left hand around her mother's waist and her small head resting on her mother's shoulder.

Well, just for a few days, I suppose. The woman rubbed her left forefinger against the girl's face and joked, Miss him?

Can't you? The girl straightened up, then leaned back into her mother's arms to hide her flushed face.

The woman gently stroked the girl's curved back, frowning slightly, the two daughters' thoughts, as a mother, how could she not know.

The woman in white gently pushed open the open birch door and was slightly shocked to see her father smoking a cigarette at the window. From the impression, it seems that father has not smoked for ten years.

Dad, you call me. The woman in white walked to her father and asked softly.

Ruochen, dad wants you to work in Asia New Group while studying. When you graduate in two and a half years, I want you to be able to take over Asia New. Shelicia Mathews gently presses her cigarette into the ashtray on her right.

Dad, may I ask why?

More than ten years ago, we Liu's family, Annette Smith's father's family, your grandpa Su's family, and your grandpa Yin's family are family friends from ancestors, known as the four big families in the South, both in politics and economy have a good power in the whole south, but the two forces in the political and economic conflicts, As the secretary of the Party committee of Jiangsu Province that is you have not seen Grandpa An suddenly died of illness, Ann home less political advantage soon into passive, Annette Smith his father was assassinated, so the worse Ann home faced collapse, in order to preserve the strength of our other three but at that time chose a wise life, Annette Smith's mother soon became unaccounted for. After Annette Smith's grandmother gave her to me, crying for food, she and the rest of her family disappeared... Shelicia Mathews looked lonely, like pain, like memory.

So you feel guilty? "Said the woman in white.

"Your grandpa left after a few years because he felt guilty. Your grandpa Sue and your grandpa Yin have been struggling for ten years. Now that Annette Smith is growing up, it's time to settle all those debts in the north. Your second uncle has been transferred from New York to Beijing, so I have to fill the political gap in New York. Asia New Group has been transferred to your mother's name, and your business talent has been recognized by our elders.

Don't say anything, Pa. The woman in white wiped the eyes of tears, white face is full of determination, Anyway, the university courses are not much, I will be with my mother in other time.

Shelicia Mathews touched her daughter's head. Ruochen, I'm sorry.

The woman in white shook her head, slowly walked out of the door against the corridor wall, and then quietly held the ovate jade hanging around her neck, like a green onion fingers gently rubbing the word ran on it.

She knew, because of the piece of jade around his neck, that his name was Annette Smith.

She remembered the birthday when he took off the jade he had never worn and hung it around her neck, making his first promise in life.

The tears she shed when she agreed to her father's request were not grievances, but the pain and sadness of knowing what she had always wanted to know.

She quietly closed her palms, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she flashed with a piercing determination.

Annette Smith, if you want to collect that debt, I'm with you, till the end!

When she returned to the bedroom again, Liu Ruochen's face has been restored to calm, when she saw lying flat on her bed no lady image of the big word is staring at the ceiling sister can not help but laugh.

Timmoxena Burns got up when she saw her sister coming in, pulled her over and asked, What did Dad say to you?

Nothing, some business. Where's mother?

Go to cook, there will be chicken soup to drink oh ~

Greedy cat Liu Ruochen gently patted his sister's head, stood up, I went to help my mother.

Timmoxena Burns watched her sister walk out the door with thoughtful eyes...

As he wiped the silver-white pistol in his hand, he looked at Annette Smith, who was busy not far away. His eyes were soft and focused.

Are you afraid? Annette Smith, who clearly felt the softness in her eyes as she adjusted her knives, asked the interpreter for a brief pause and then said, What are you afraid of? Are they afraid they used to be drill sergeants? Afraid of your so-called friends? In their eyes, we are just tools to kill."

Death, I mean. Afraid of death?

Not before. Explanatory words put the last bullet in the chamber A little bit now.

Don't be afraid. I'm there. Annette Smith tightened her dagger. Let's go.

HMM.

Under the sun, the figure of a man and a woman gradually walked away...

Chapter 3 Bloody Dawn

It is an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean. When viewed from the air, it is made up of two small islands, east and west, and a strip of land linking them, like a pair of glasses on a man's nose. So it is called Glasses Island or Twin Island.

Many of the world's politicians and big business leaders love not knowing where they are on Earth, but fear the unknown, because it is the headquarters of the third largest group in the world, the Dark Hawk Killer Group. No one knows how many politicians and business leaders have used the Eagle to eliminate their rivals and climb to high office. They also don't know if tomorrow they will be sent to meet their God-fearing God by the hired eagle of their rival.

In fact, the overall strength of the dark eagle is not strong, a few years ago was just a small group of unknown, but in recent years, the dark Eagle has emerged three figures enough to be listed in the world's top ten killers, a few times in succession let the world superstructure circle of the assassination shocked many people on the dark Eagle for re-evaluation, Codenamed Dark Night, he was defeated by Rupeni, the Tulip prince, the second most popular killer in the world, who disappeared. And without Rupeni, the world's third largest hitman group in Western Europe was successfully surpassed by the Dark Eagle in a new round of rankings.

Dark night, dark wind, dark blood, became enough to make the whole killer world tremble with names.

Only a few people know that Annette Smith's code name here is Dark Wind. And the dark night, which she had never seen before, was the last thing Annette Smith had the confidence to walk away from.

But for the rest of the island, the dark wind is a nightmare.

Night is the best friend of crime and the best disguise of a killer.

Annette Smith had crept close to the perimeter of the red wood-brick house, and two hundred meters behind, in a hidden spot, motionless with a silent sniper rifle clenched in her hand, she had quietly taken out six of the surrounding lookouts. To her, for whom the word mastery was a weak word for firearms, these whistles were at best child's play.

'Kelford, I hear Dark Blood is very active in London now.' A black man on the side of a house lit a cigarette and said to another black man next to him.

Well, they say they've hired the Blood-Rose Mercenary Regiment, which isn't very good. The British royal family is expensive, but they're not small players. The black man named Kelford rubbed his stiff shoulders and said, The Bloodrose Sellsword Regiment has become the royal bodyguard of England.

But to tell the truth we still take the hand of the dark eagle is too little, although said with the world's top ten killers exclusive halo of three, but in addition to them there are so many potential to often run outside outside are some mediocre guys, can barely get on the table is good, dark blood although strong, after all, good tiger can not stand wolves, but there are many good hands inside the blood rose.

Then again, it looks like out of the five we dark hawks have left in this four-man field assassination contest, he said.

I heard that the rule used to be that there was only one group left, but this time it was to kill all the others?

I don t know what they think, but the life of the next tool is so humble. Life is the least valuable thing to us. If we die the next second, the people in this room won't think... Er..."

There was a sound, and the great man in black, named Kelford, fell to the ground with a splash of blood from his forehead.

Another man in black was about to shout, only to find his mouth covered and his neck felt like being kissed by a lover into the endless darkness...

On a luxury cruise ship heading east across the Pacific Ocean, an old man with silver hair and an old man in black clothes are comfortably playing Go in their cabin.

Is that good? It cost the whole eagle. The old silver-haired man dropped a spot on the chessboard.

The northern fox still has a good sense of smell. We two old men can't be bitten, and we got what we wanted. The old man in black rubbed the white lines in his hands. Besides, he has grown beyond all our expectations, and with her, whenever someone wants to hurt him, it's not easy. We don't have to worry about his security. Then it's time to prepare for politics and business.

I heard that Liu has promised to take over Asia New Group gradually.

Well, that's a good thing. That girl's talent and vision for business are far better than his grandfather's. The old man in black stroked his chin and smiled.

Liu Yunhe has been transferred to the Politburo of the CPC Central Committee. Is this move a little early? It is not good to enter the center of power too early.

"It's getting late. The crane is doing better there than we thought. It doesn't show off the mountain and it doesn't leak.

Should we transfer the dark blood to Beijing? The cat-and-mouse game in London is no longer necessary. And the withdrawal of the dark blood will give them the illusion that the Eagle is gone. The silver-haired old man lit a cigar. True Dark Hawk, three men are enough.

The main purpose of the dark Blood in London is to protect her. Although she has enough power, I can rest assured that she has the dark blood to protect her. There is nothing wrong with her.

Another half a billion dollars from the Dark Blood side, and his talent will definitely produce some useful people.

I have allocated 700 million yuan of the money earned by the Dark Eagle over the years to the Dark Blood bank account in Switzerland, and the remaining 2 billion yuan will be bleeped into the mainland in the way of investment in Hong Kong. I am afraid that such a large amount of capital flow will attract the attention of the Hong Kong side. The black - haired old man throws his pieces into the chess box.

"There is no problem with this. The project of Jiuge is introducing a large amount of capital from abroad, and the related linkage industry also involves many foreign enterprises. Such a deep pool of water, the inflow and outflow of 2 billion won't have a big problem.

My biggest concern now is, do you think he'll forgive us when he gets home and finds out the truth? We all had our reasons, but it was our willingness to die that led to this.

Maybe so... The old man with silver hair whispered, his voice full of uncertainty, while the old man in black was lost in thought...

In the living room of a brick and wood house on the Twin Islands, Annette Smith flashes a sharp knife with Russian blue eyes. A ghostly figure suddenly appears behind him. The dagger in her hand whirls rapidly into his backhand like lightning, while the stairs to the second floor fall down two bodies with their foreheads pierced.

Annette Smith drew her dagger and walked slowly toward the stairs leading to the second floor.

Commentary slowly from the door into the door, two silver pistols in the chest was one hundred and twenty degrees flat, cold eyes flashing in every corner of the room.

Annette Smith stepped into the empty hall on the second floor with a wry smile on her handsome face.

"No one? The soft voice of the explanation of flowers remembered behind me.

Well, it seems so. Annette Smith walked to the wine cabinet by the window, picked up a bottle of wine, raised it with a magnificent flash of the dagger, took a graceful sip and said.

Looks like the whole island is under surveillance here.

Annette Smith looked down the line at the TV screens that flashed up the island's security cameras and shook her head mockingly. Ginger, it's still hot.

Every time they show up, they're wearing masks and voice changers, and it's really hard to find them.

We'll have to talk about that later. This time they've been wiped out, and they won't be a threat for ten or eight years after we get back. Get some rest and leave here tomorrow.

Aren't you afraid of dark night, dark wind and dark blood? The explanation stared at Annette Smith earnestly.

Annette Smith just gently on her eyes like water, mouth pull out an elegant arc.

Explanation bowed his head, there is a kind of inexplicable warm flow in the body.

Do you know each other? Interpretive words whisper in the heart.

Annette Smith pulled a blanket across the sofa and handed it to Interpretation. Interpretation reached out her white hand and took it over her, as if she had crawled into the warm embrace of a child.