Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Too late to apologize

Although the whole room was still shaking from a series of explosions just now, Thomas still managed to maintain his balance.Most of the metal racks were down, and objects were flying all over the room.He dodges a jagged plank, jumps up, and dodges a whirling round machine. Gary, who was beside Thomas, staggered and fell to the ground.Thomas helped him up, and the two continued to charge forward.Brenda tripped, but managed to hold herself together. They engaged in hand-to-hand combat like soldiers at the forefront of an ancient infantry battle.Thomas was fighting the Ratman, who was at least half a foot taller than he was, swinging a knife and slashing at Thomas' shoulder in an arc, but Thomas straightened out his hard cable and jabbed into the man's armpit.Jansen let out a shrill cry, the weapon in his hand fell, and a stream of blood spewed from the wound.He pressed it tightly with the other hand and backed away, his hateful eyes fixed on Thomas.

On both sides of him, everyone was fighting.Thomas's ears filled with the sound of clanging metal, and screams and shouts and moans.Some were two-on-one, and Minho ended up fighting a woman who looked twice as strong as any man.Brenda fell to the ground, wrestling with a bony man, desperately trying to knock the machete out of his hand.All this was glimpsed in a split second, and Thomas then focused on his opponent. Jansen smiled grimly and said, "As long as I can catch you back before I die, I'm not afraid of bleeding to death!" Another explosion shook the floor beneath his feet.Thomas stumbled forward, the tattered weapon in his hand fell off, he hit Jenson's chest, and the two fell to the ground together.Thomas pushed him away desperately with one hand, and swung the other hand as hard as he could, hitting Jenson hard on the left side of the face with his clenched fist.He saw the Ratman's head suddenly tilted, and blood rained from his mouth.He swung his fist again, but the Skaven arched himself sharply, knocking him over, and he fell on his back.

Before he could move, Jenson jumped on top of him, legs wrapped around his torso, knees pressed against Thomas' arms.Thomas writhed desperately to break free, but the fists rained down on his unprotected face, and the pain flooded in.At this time, adrenaline quickly filled his body, and he couldn't die here.He kicked his feet to the floor, and his stomach suddenly arched upward. He only arched a few inches, but his arms were long enough to clear the man's knees.He raised his hands, blocked another blow with his forearms, and struck Jenson's face with both fists, and the Rat Man lost his balance.Thomas pushed him over, shrank his legs, and kicked him violently. Both feet hit Jenson's ribs hard, once, twice, three times!Each impact kicked some of the man's body away.But when Thomas pulled his legs back, Jenson suddenly jumped away, grabbed his feet, flung them aside, and jumped on Thomas again.

Thomas was going crazy, kicking, punching, writhing, trying to get out of under the man.They rolled together, both making the most of the moment before they were overwhelmed.Fists were flying, feet were kicking... Pain hit Thomas' body like a bullet, and Jansen scratched and bit.They rolled over and over, each beating the other almost unconscious. Finally Thomas got a good angle, elbowed Jenson hard on the nose, knocked him out, and covered his face with his hands.Thomas felt a sudden surge of energy in his body. He jumped on top of Jenson and grabbed him by the neck.Jansen kicked and punched with his hands, but Thomas pressed forward with all his strength, his hands clenched tighter and tighter.

Someone patted his head with an outstretched palm, and he felt someone speaking to him, but he couldn't make out what was said.Minho's face appeared in front of his eyes, saying something loudly.Thomas wiped his eyes with his sleeve, staring intently at Jenson's face.The man was already dead, motionless. "He's dead!" Minho roared, "He's already dead!" Thomas finally forced himself to let go of the man, leaning over beside him, feeling Minho helping him up. "We killed them all!" Minho yelled in his ear, "We have to leave!" Two loud bangs exploded on both sides of the warehouse at the same time, the wall collapsed in the middle, and countless bricks and cement shot in all directions.Debris rained down on Thomas and Minho, and the dust filled the entire space. Around Thomas, only vague figures could be seen, shaking, falling down, and then getting up again.Thomas struggled to his feet and groped his way to the maintenance room.

Several pieces of the ceiling fell and hit the ground, causing another explosion.The sound of the explosion was terrifying and deafening.The ground shook violently, and the bombs were triggered again and again, seemingly exploding in all directions simultaneously.Thomas fell to the ground, Minho quickly pulled him up, but a few seconds later Minho also fell, Thomas grabbed him suddenly, pulled him up, and the two continued to run.Brenda suddenly appeared in front of Thomas, eyes full of fear.He felt that he also saw Teresa beside him, and the few of them were struggling to keep their balance while moving forward.

An earth-shattering bang split the air, and Thomas couldn't help but look back.He looked up and saw that a huge ceiling had been blasted open.He stared at it as if possessed, as it came crashing down.Teresa appeared out of the corner of his eye, barely recognizable in the choking air.Her body came toward him, pushing him into the maintenance room.His mind went blank and he fell on his back as the massive ceiling crashed down on Teresa, pinning her to the ground with only her head and one arm exposed. "Teresa!" Thomas growled, a voice so eerie that it seemed to drown out all other voices.He stumbled to her side, her face was bloodied and her arm looked crushed.

He called her name loudly again, and in his mind, he saw Chuck lying in a pool of blood again.He also seemed to see Newt's protruding eyes, all three were his best friends!All were killed by WICKED! "I'm sorry!" He said to her in a hoarse voice, knowing that she could no longer hear, "I'm sorry!" Her lips moved, struggling to speak.He leaned down, trying to hear what she was trying to say. "I... also..." Her voice was very small, "I'm just... worried..." At this point Thomas was dragged up and shoved away from her, and he no longer had the strength or will to resist, and she was gone.His body was full of pain, and his heart was pricked with needles.Brenda and Minho helped him up, his feet dragged feebly.The three of them staggered forward, struggling to move forward.The huge hole created by the explosion ignited raging fire, thick smoke billowed, and dust enveloped the surrounding area.Thomas coughed, but all he could hear was a roar in his ears.

Another explosion ripped the air.As Thomas ran, he looked back and saw that the wall behind the warehouse had been blasted, countless fragments hit the ground, and flames shot out from the hole.The few remaining ceilings above began to collapse, now without any support, and every inch of the building collapsed forever. They finally reached the door of the maintenance room, and as soon as they squeezed in, they saw Gary disappear on the plane traverser, and everyone else also left.Thomas and friends walked around a few tables and down short aisles, and in a matter of seconds they would all be finished.The impact and collapse of various objects came from behind Thomas, making an unimaginably loud noise, accompanied by the sound of metal breaking, creaking, screaming, and the whirring of flames.Everything is unimaginably loud.Thomas really didn't want to look back, although he could feel them chasing them, seemingly only a few steps away, even panting on the back of his neck.He pushed Brenda onto the traverser.Around him and Minho, the whole world collapsed.

Together they plunged into the cold gray wall.