Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 137 Bomb Disposal
"What are you saying! We agreed to live and die together!"

Upon hearing that Lao Pao wanted to kick them out, Xiao Zhuang was the first to object, and said with a stern face.

Anyone could tell from his displeased tone.

Everyone knows what really happened. They were just young men in their teens and twenties, their hearts still hot with passion, believing in their vows and naively protecting their genuine feelings for each other.

Chang Ning didn't know, nor did she want to know, whether she would regret it later.

However, Chang Ning, watching the numbers on the screen slowly shrink, had no intention of leaving. How could he possibly abandon his comrades?

He cannot represent everyone, but everyone's choice at this moment is surprisingly consistent.

No one left; everyone was waiting for Old Cannon to defuse the bomb that could kill him and the hostages.

"Do you even know the rules? This isn't the time to throw a tantrum!"

As the old man watched the numbers on the screen dwindle, he felt incredibly nervous. Unfortunately, he was surrounded by a group of clueless friends, which made him feel utterly exhausted.

"Friendly reminder, Old Pao, you should worry about the bomb. Time is running out. If you don't want us all to be blown up, then defuse the bomb."

Chang Ning showed not a trace of fear on his face, even though this was a real battle and the bombs were real.

Only Chang Ning himself probably knows what he was really thinking.

As the saying goes, there is great terror between life and death.

Chang Ning had never seen anyone in his life who could face death with equanimity, and he was certain that he couldn't be as brave as he appeared on the surface.

"Old Pao, you'd better step up your game! My life depends on you."

With his eyes fixed on the time bomb strapped to the hostage's waist, Chang Ning felt a chill run down his spine for Lao Pao.

If Chang Ning, an observer, was so nervous, one can only imagine how much more nervous the veteran, who was facing the bomb and bearing the responsibility for the lives of his comrades and hostages, must have been. If he hadn't been trained to be so mentally strong, the veteran might have been shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold his tools properly.

"Uncle, am I going to die?"

Children are very sensitive to changes in their surroundings, and she could sense the emotions of Chang Ning and the others in Group B.

Right now, she was looking timidly at Lao Pao, who was squatting in front of her, with her big, watery eyes, like a frightened little animal.

The thought that such a cute little girl was now one foot in the underworld made Lao Pao extremely sad. He would rather have a bomb strapped to his body.

"Will not."

The veteran player is not good with words and doesn't know how to say nice things. He is under the most pressure in the team, and beads of sweat have already appeared on his forehead in just a few seconds.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

The hostage finally stopped crying, and Chang Ning didn't want the child to cry again and disturb Lao Pao, since everyone's lives were now in Lao Pao's hands.

Having made up his mind, Chang Ning quickly stepped forward to change the subject from the little girl's talk about life and death, while also drawing the hostage's attention to the bomb, allowing Lao Pao to focus on dealing with the bomb.

"Uncle, my name is Ya Tou, that's what everyone calls me."

The little girl blinked her big, red eyes as she looked at Chang Ning. Feeling that the person in front of her, who was wearing a mask and spoke in a gentle tone, didn't seem like someone who would hurt her, she finally spoke up and responded to Chang Ning in a clear voice.

When Chang Ning heard the little girl call him "uncle," he didn't know how to correct her. Logically speaking, their information should be kept highly confidential, and someone like the girl should definitely not know.

The problem is that the girl looks only five or six years old, while Chang Ning himself is only nineteen. It's not appropriate to call him "uncle" because it makes him sound old, even though he's still a child.

"Pfft~"

Without even thinking, Chang Ning knew who was making fun of him. He looked at the ostrich, and sure enough, the guy's eyes were full of smiles. If he took off his mask now, he would definitely see the ostrich's gloating expression.

'You wait for me! '

Chang Ning expressed his thoughts with his eyes. He truly couldn't understand it. So what if the girl mistook him for someone of his uncle's age? What was there to be happy about? Was this what they meant by "a silly young man has a lot of fun"? He just couldn't figure it out.

It's better to be more open-minded. If you can't figure something out, just stop thinking about it. What good does getting stuck in a rut do besides making yourself look foolish?

Chang Ning was clearly that kind of person. After expressing his dissatisfaction and confirming that the ostrich had accurately understood his meaning, Chang Ning ignored the ostrich that was winking at him.

At that moment, Chang Ning had a guess in his mind about why the medic always liked to undermine the ostrich, and he was certain that this guess was very close to the correct answer.

We're all experiencing life for the first time, so why are ostriches so peculiar?

But it's okay, there's plenty of time. I'll deal with him when we get back.

Chang Ning decided to let the ostrich rest for three days... well, daily training can't be delayed for three days, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with the high school team.

After a series of calculations and careful consideration, Chang Ning decided that once this mission was over, he would make the ostrich unable to get out of bed for a day, until the ostrich had a sore back and aching muscles, and then he would take the ostrich's surname!
"Don't worry, little girl, we won't die."

Chang Ning took off his tactical gloves, stroked the girl's smooth hair, and soothed her uneasy heart.

Chang Ning: "Girl, is there anything you like?"

Girl: "I like Mickey Mouse."

……

After finding out what the girl liked, Chang Ning then dragged the others into making funny faces and acting silly to amuse her and attract her attention.

The time bomb was covered with a dense, tangled mess of wires, and even the veteran wasn't sure what to expect. He had only managed to find a few of the most probable wires.

There are only ten seconds left. If we can't find the wire to connect the detonator, we're all doomed.

"Give it your all!"

The veteran steeled himself, and relying on his instincts, spotted a red wire and gently cut it with small pliers.

The moment he cut it, he even closed his eyes, unable to bear looking at the screen displaying the numbers.

The imagined explosion did not occur, so he had clearly succeeded.

Seeing that the number on the screen was firmly fixed on "5", everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Apart from the girl, everyone present was under immense psychological pressure.

The bomb was successfully defused, and everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old Pao, check that bomb."

While others might not know, Chang Ning, who knew a bit about the plot, remembered that this bomb was strange.

Although he didn't know why Chang Ning wanted him to check again, Lao Pao did as he was told; there was nothing wrong with being cautious when carrying out a mission.

With Chang Ning's prompting, the old man made a remarkable discovery. The wire he cut was a misleading device; the bomb was actually still in operation.

This time, the old pro was no match for him. Among the wires he had found earlier, the correct one was there. Following the clues, the bomb strapped to the girl was successfully defused in no time.

"Wild Wolf, notify the police to come in. The hostage is safe."

Geng Jihui gave a brief report on the situation to the high school team.

"Received, you can come out now."

Hearing Geng Jihui's voice again through the earpiece, Gao Zhong couldn't help but smile.

Team B did not disappoint him; the mission was completed without any casualties.

(End of this chapter)