Chasing The Summer Hearts

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

CARRYING ROSCOE wasn't so hard for Ranger Kravos. He's not concerned about his weight but his wounds. He's very careful not to harden his grip on him because he might wail in pain. As for his sight, he felt that those wounds he received were none other than much painful as it seemed to be. Looking at his condition, he could really say that he's been overly destroyed. Just thinking for about 2 weeks of suffering like this would prompt him to be conscious---wanting to be dead.

But he commended his bravery and patience. Finding people like what Roscoe had was very hard, at least for some point. Imagine being lashed for many times was extremely difficult. Flagellation is very---erroneous and far more deadly than any other torture.

Nicolaides realized that they had used some switches, rods, cat o' nine tails and other equipments. How did he knew? Just by looking at the patterns of his wounds, including those that rests on his nipples and those around in his lips.

May mga kadena paring nakakabit sa kanyang mga kamay at paa. Para siyang ginawang aso sa loob ng dalawang linggo. Hindi rin mawari ni Nicolaides kung bakit ito dinukot at pinahirapan ng ganito. Parang galit na galit yung taong gumawa nito sa kanya dahil talagang malala ang tinamo niyang sugat.

Mukhang magiging matagal pa ang paggaling nito.

At wari niya, kapag gumaling na ito ay marami talagang mga peklat ang magpapakita sa kanyangmukha at sa ibang parte ng kanyang katawan. And yes, he could really find it viable. Nagsimula siyang maawa sa binata.

"Fuck them," Nicolaides gritted his teeth.

Sa kalagitnaan ng pagbay-bay niya sa kahabaan ng isang eskinita malapit sa daanan ng entry point ng warehouse ay nakakita siya ng walong taong may mga armas na nagbabantay sa paligid ng gate. Maraming mga nakatayong countainer shipping dito.

Tumingin siya sa likod niya at napagtanto niyang nasa westwing gate siya ng warehouse. Yung kanilang base kung saan sila nakapark ay nasa Southwing. He estimated the distance of about 2 kilometers and that's about 15 - 20 minutes to walk---if he's not wrong.

Aalis na sana siya pero nakita siya ng mga kalaban.

"Fuck," He cursed on top of his breath.

Bigla nilang itinaas ang kanilang mga baril at umaabang magpaputok pero mabilis na nakatago si Kravos sa isang shipping container.

Pagkapasok niya roon ay uma-alingawgaw ang tunog ng mga balang tumatama sa katawan ng container. Maingat niyang nilagay si Roscoe doon at tiningnan siya. Nakasarado ang kanyang mga mata.

Alam niyang sa puntong iyon, nawalan siya ng malay.

Nilagay niya ang kanyang packbag  sa katabi at pinalabas ang isang M4a1 - 5.56 x 45mm carbine ---this is one of the weapons that rangers used to kill the opponent at a direct level without actually fighting them combat.

Biglang tumahimik ang paligid.

Nang maramdamang walang tao sa paligid ay dahan-dahan siyang naglakad papunta sa pintuan ng shipping container. Ginawa niya ito dahil alam niyang tutunog ang container pagnangyari 'yun.

He slowly opened the gate of the container and left a little space in between so that the muzzel could go outside. He then lied on his back in the supine position, with his stomach under, together with his chest and his back was the one on the top portion.

He looked into his pointer shot and looked into the men who was busy patrolling the container. He found his 1st target and was about to pull the trigger when suddenly, multiple gun shots could be heard on the scene and Nicolaides just found himself hearing groans and grunts outside.