Terrorist Apocalypse Page #2

There is a war between good and evil constantly, but everyday life is so fast-paced that evil often goes unnoticed and when you least expect it, it may have taken over a large part of society and the population.

• Action and Adventure

								

quickly, as soon as I passed the girl, I handed it to her so that she could take it out of the oven. I
realized that it wasn't a dream. tension, with two weapons worn internally, on the waist, one on the
front and the other on the left side under the jeans; on the right shin a holster with a middle knife. I
put some important belongings in my backpack, several magazines already loaded.
We had our backs straightened. Next to the wardrobe I had a baseball bat, that's what I
liked. I picked it up with my strong left hand and walked steadily. There was no longer any sign of
a hangover: I was sober and determined. That call and yesterday's report started to make sense.
cell phone.
Putting on red lipstick, he looked at me and got scared.
She probably realized that she was in trouble. The knife was on the ground,
between me and her. She, in one jump, still managed to grab the knife with the
intention of hitting me, but I only brought it down slightly with a lot of force on
her head, hitting her in the back of the head. She didn't even move, but made a
loud dry sound, which caught the attention of the others.
The three men put themselves in a fighting position, but one came at a time. It was an attack and a fall. The last one still hesitated to attack me, but moved
forward. I dodged his use of the punch. I realized that he was carrying a brass
knuckle, which passed through the bread on the right side of my face. Then, I
hit his legs with a club, right on the knee behind him. The blow to the side of his skull with such force that he crushed it even
before he fell to the ground, already lifeless. In this confrontation, the other two
women had already armed themselves with the knives that were in the kitchen.
They stood in front of the living room door to block me from accessing the
garage, where my motorcycle was. First, hitting it in the chest, I ran towards the
other. Quickly, I managed to remove the knife in the chest from the one that
was already falling to the ground and, I was already removing it and hitting it in a crossed movement, turning my entire torso, which was facing away from my opponent, cutting her hip. I was avoiding using the weapon. I didn't know exactly how many they had, it
was better not to draw attention. As I walked along the street with the motorcycle,
I observed many scenes of robbery and robbery. by a mass of three cars hit me.
When I got close to the entrance of the prison complex, there was a real war
arsenal, things that could only be seen in a movie, including the reinforcement
of a battle tank, at the gate, inside the complex.
I immediately stopped with the device, in my left hand raised. As a kind
of safe conduct, they threw a kind of bench bag backpack next to me and
ordered me to put my device inside the bag and throw it back, and then, that I
lay down on the floor and wait. After checking for approximately eight minutes,
they authorized my entry into the complex.
It was an attack and a fall. The last one still hesitated to attack me, but moved
forward. I dodged his use of the punch. I realized that he was carrying a brass
knuckle, which passed through the bread on the right side of my face. Then, I
hit his legs with a club, right on the knee behind him.
I immediately took off my helmet and identified myself with my employee, to
prove what I was saying was true. The sentries who were entrenched found me
convincing and ordered me to stop. I immediately stopped with the device, in my left hand raised. As a kind of safe conduct, they threw a kind of bench bag backpack next to me and ordered me to put my device inside the bag and throw it back, and then, that I
lay down on the floor and wait. After checking for approximately eight minutes, they authorized my entry into the complex. I was very well received and the prison complex was looking like
a medieval city, when the king protected his subjects from the outside world,
but nowadays it was not possible to expect so much regression. I soon realized
that there was a person in charge, known as the Professor, of this unit. So, I moved him to the living room and he promptly received it. 
— Hi Pereira, can you come in and sit down to talk a little — he said Teacher.
— Teacher, what is happening in Brazil?— Pereira asked incredulously with the events.
— Exactly what you're seeing. The good citizen never liked this political thing. So, he was being fed and governed only by the side bad, of the people who benefited to the detriment of the collective and of
In any case, and unfortunately, we have reached this deplorable situation,
” he said. Teacher visibly sad.
—F*ck! I still can't believe it—Pereira asked.
— Then Believe me, this is our reality, I even called you yesterday saying I came from our group “Resistance” to you,” explained the Teacher.
— Hummm, I understand. I thought it was a prank, a joke. But, now what do we do?
— Pereira asked apprehensively.
We will continue “Resistance”—spoke the Teacher with a sense of hope.
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