12 Pain And Pleasure

Alvian raised his arm, using his elbow to block the attack.

Using the opportunity, the captain hurriedly retreated as he stared at David with a solemn gaze.

"Advanced bullet evading technique and standard military combat training. Who are you?" John glared at the man in front of him with a solemn look on his face.

Feeling slightly surprised Alvian recovered his stance and stood casually. "I'm surprised you could recognise my techniques."

"You trained in the zero camp didn't you?" John suddenly stated.

"Now you've peaked my attantion." Alvian said as he stared dead at the captain.

"Haha, I just didn't expect to meet a fellow trainee here. Unfortunately for you, I have also received training from camp." John laughed arrogantly as he stared at Alvian with disdain.

Alvian was taken aback and stunned even. He wasn't surprised by John's character, what really made Alvian surprised, was the fact that this game seem to have integrated reality into its concept. Suddenly, this game seem to have gotten more interesting in his eyes. Even the characters here could recognise things from the original world.

"Interesting, then you should have heard of me, I wonder why you aren't running yet" Alvian muttered as he stared at John in a new light as though he had found a new play toy.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's fight." John took a standard military combat pose and stared dead at Alvian.

During his time at the camp, he was the best amongst the trainee in his set and although he couldn't be considered the best throughout the time the trainee camp had existed, he was still an undisputed champion. Which was the exact reason for his arrogance.

In that moment, Alvian moved. His footsteps were light and steady as he approached John with intense speed.

He then formed a fist and smashed it towards John's head with astonishing force. If that fist could hit, there was no doubt it might break John's skull and send him unconscious.

John was aware of this. Astonished, he immediately rolled to the back to distance himself from him. Alvian didn't stop his attack and immediately give chase, releasing multitudes of attacks at the same time.

He knew he was working on borrowed time as he needed to escape quickly before the other men and the player find out about what was happening. But fortunately, they had been distracted by the explosion he had caused early but Alvian reckon that the distraction wouldn't last much longer.

John continuously evaded Alvian's attack and he seem to be edging closer to the position the pistol had been thrown to. Moreover, he also seem determined to hold Alvian down for as long as he possibly could, probably for reinforcements.

Seeing this, Alvian's eyes flickered and a grin escaped his lips. He abruptly raised his right leg and then smashed incredibly fast at the dodging John.

John was a bit surprised by this. He dared not use his hands to block the attack, he raised his folded knees high, supporting it with his arms.

"Bam!"

The sound of two heavy meat slamming against each other sounded. John shifted backwards but then twisted his waist, using the momentum to execute a 180 degree kick.

"Bam!"

The kick slammed against Alvian and he used his folded elbow to block the attack while at the same time, he lunged forwards at his opponent and used his second arm to punch heavily at his opponent's soft abdomen.

He could feel the soft tissues and internal organs of his opponent shaking violently to his punch at this. After receiving such a deadly assault, John's eyes widened and his expression turned pale in an instant. But although he appeared to be in pain, he was a well trained special soldier, this type of pain wasn't enough to disorientate him for long.

He clenched his teeth and slammed his head against Alvian's nose. They were already so close that they could feel the hotness of each others temperature. As such, Alvian would be too slow to dodge the attack.

But he didn't bother to dodge either. He casually received the blow to his head and tilted his head to protect his nose from being harmed.

"Bang!"

Alvian staggered backwards, slightly stunned. John then used the opportunity to charge towards him. He summoned all of his strength ans slammed his fists against Alvian's face.

Alvian's face turned red and blood appeared in his lips as they tore, causing a slight bloody tear to appear. But that didn't matter to him, it was only a small amount of pain. A twisted smile appeared in his lips as he folded his left knee and heavily slammed it upwards against his opponent ribs.

"Crack!"

The sounds of bones breaking sounded out from the two people. Alvian didn't stop, he landed another consecutive heavy punches on John's head stomach and ribs.

Obviously, John's combat ability was vastly inferior to Alvian's. He moaned miserably and was already exhausted after receiving such a beating. He staggered a few steps backwards, heavily slamming onto a nearby building.

His arms shielded his face and stomach. Blood, mucus, spit and tears were streaming down from his eyes nose and mouth.

"Advanced bullet evading technique and standard military combat training? Those are for normal soldiers."

Alvian let out a smile but wasn't at all satisfied at all and was about to continue when his spine tingled, he abruptly dove right into the window of the building close to him.

"Bang!"

"Clank! Cling!"

Even with that, he was still a little slow to react as a bullet slammed Into his left shoulder. The sound of glass shattering echoed as numerous shards of glass and wood was sent flying in all directions.

It was the other two people who were still alive. They had finally shown up. They had being attracted by the sound of the battle and had quickly come here.

"Shit! Captain, are you alright." The two hurriedly headed straight for their captain.

"Pu!"

John spat out a mouthful of blood and spit and he said with an ugly expression. "Chase that bastard down! Kill the target at all cost!"

Even this sentence caused immeasurable pain to John which made his anger soar to the sky as he ordered and his swollen face turned red. He had thought that he had had the best training there was at the best camp and couldn't possibly find anyone that could beat him after he left the camp all those years ago.

But that doesn't seem to be the case now. His face was all bruised up, he had multiple broken ribs and his organs were already punctured by his bones. It would take a few months if not years for him to completely heal up.

"Yes sir."

The two team members immediately responded to the captains order and entered the building with their rifles before them, ready to fire at the slightest movement whatsoever.