Wick and Smith are both elite killers who have experienced hundreds of battles. They know that if they are trapped in a certain place and defend, they may have the upper hand at first, but without support, they will only die in the end.
If you want to live, you have to work hard
Only by fighting a bloody path to the point of death can one finally be able to escape.
Wick and Smith got out of the car, covering each other, and moved forward alternately. These wolf-shaped monsters are much weaker than the Wendigo, and can be knocked down one by one with just a pistol.
Wick had never seen a Wendigo, so he didn't feel much about it. Anyway, Smith felt much less psychological pressure.
Accompanied by gunshots that sounded like fried soybeans, wolf-shaped monsters fell to the ground one after another, and none of them could touch the two Wicks. But soon they discovered that the monsters they had knocked down before would slowly get up from the ground and rejoin the battle after a while.
"There are not many bullets left. It is not an option to continue like this. We must find a way out."
Wick and Smith stood back to back, warily watching the monsters gradually surrounding them.
At this time, Scott sneaked to the edge of the platform, looked around, and waved to them: "Hey, there are stairs here, you can go up."
Good guy, with his voice, all the monsters except Wick and Smith turned to look at Skoff.
Looking at the red eyes that were looking at him at the same time, Scott's legs trembled. If he hadn't really run out of water, he would probably have to vent again.
With a howl of "Ouch", all the monsters turned around at the same time and chased after Skoff. Scott screamed at the same time, no longer caring about Wick and Smith, he subconsciously turned around and ran up the stairs.
"good chance"
Neither Wick nor Smith had to communicate with each other as they both rushed toward the stairs. While shooting to knock down the monster that rushed towards Skoff, he quickly passed over one monster after another.
Thanks to both of them having a pair of long legs, this Sayazi can run faster than the four-legged monster. Of course, what's more important is that they still have guns in their hands. Any monster faster than them will be knocked down by them with one shot.
Scott didn't care to look back, he just ran forward. Although the stairs leading up were also covered with garbage and obstacles, they were not completely blocked. Soon he rushed to the top of the stairs, but when he saw the closed iron door in front of him, he fell into despair.
"What's wrong"
Smith ran up immediately, but before Scott could answer, he saw the closed iron door and immediately sighed helplessly.
"What's wrong"
Wick came up and asked exactly the same thing. Scott weakly pointed at the iron door. Wick gritted his teeth and suddenly kicked Smith on the butt.
"You drunkard, just give up and think about Jane and what you were like before," Wick roared, "I'll stand up to those monsters, and you two will find a way to open the iron door."
As he spoke, Wick raised his gun and shot down the monsters that were swarming up one by one.
"simple"
Smith gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, rushed over and grabbed the iron door handle with both hands, and then struggled to pull it to the side.
The iron door opened easily.
""
Smith blinked and realized that the iron door was not locked at all.
"Let's go, Wick."
Smith casually pulled a chain from the side and yelled at Wick.
Wick had already run out of bullets, so he simply used his pistol as a hammer and smashed a monster down with the butt of the gun. Hearing Smith's shout, he turned around and ran away. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the train conductor and the man in black appearing at the bottom of the stairs.
But for some reason, the two of them just stood there and made no other moves to stop them.
Wick didn't have time to think too much and rushed out of the iron gate almost rolling and crawling. Smith and Scott quickly closed the iron door, and then tightly wrapped the iron chain around the handle of the iron door.
Just listen to a "dang-dang-dang" noise, and the iron door jingles with bangs. Fortunately, the iron door was of good quality. After being hit continuously for five or six minutes, there were no other abnormalities except for a slight bulge.
The sound of impact gradually disappeared and the iron gate gradually returned to calm. Only then did the three Wicks let out a long breath and fell to the ground almost at the same time.
"It's over"
Smith murmured.
"Not necessarily." Wick shook his head slightly, "Those two guys didn't do anything from the beginning to the end. They let us go on purpose."
Smith was stunned: "Why?"
"How do I know?" Wick said angrily: "To be honest, it was last night instead of today. My brain is still confused up to now."
Smith covered his forehead and said feebly: "Okay, you are better than me. Not only am I confused, I also have a headache."
"You deserve it, who made you drink so much?" Wick said bitterly, "If you hadn't drank so much, we wouldn't have gone home so late. If we hadn't gone home so late, we would have taken that midnight trip too. Train. If you didn’t get on that midnight train, you wouldn’t have encountered these bad things.”
"Okay, stop complaining." Smith covered his head and groaned in pain, "Oh my God, how can you, a big old man, be more nagging than my wife?"
"Ah, so this is the place"
This was when Skoff next to him suddenly shouted. Wick and Smith were so frightened that they jumped up from the ground at the same time, drew their guns and looked around.
"This is the slaughterhouse," Scott shouted excitedly to the two Wicks. "This is where the man in black works. It turns out that the platform is under the slaughterhouse. Yes, it will be easier for them to handle. It’s a corpse.”
"Brother, can you please stop being so startled? It's very scary at night." Smith was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his face suddenly changed, "What are you talking about? This is the place where the hammer man destroyed the body and wiped out all traces." "
Scott nodded: "That must be the case. I followed him for a whole day. This is where he goes to work, goes home to change clothes after get off work, and then goes to the subway station again."
"Then why are you still staying here?" Smith walked out in a panic. "Maybe that guy will catch up, and then there will be trouble. Let me tell you first, I have already run out of ammunition. If there is another monster like that, , I can only run."
"But don't we take the opportunity to call the police now and let the police come and wipe out the monster's lair?"
Scott defended.
"Very good, young man, I will give you the credit. We brothers will withdraw first." Smith patted Scott on the shoulder, turned around and walked out quickly, "By the way, be sure to call the police when you call the police." Don’t mention us, we don’t want to be associated with anything like this again.”
Wick also helplessly shrugged at Scott and walked out tiredly.
Looking at the backs of the two buddies, Scott sighed and raised his voice: "This factory is in the suburbs. There are no buses at this time, let alone taxis. More importantly, there are no mobile phones here yet. For good signal, you have to walk at least 40 minutes before there is a public telephone hall.”
Seeing Smith and Wick stop at the same time, Scott smiled: "So you two want to take a ride?"
Smith turned around and pointed at Scott: "Boy, I don't believe you deliberately left transportation nearby."
“Do you know the most important thing about being a freelance photographer?”
Scott took out a bunch of keys and shook them in his hand.
"The most important thing is to be able to ensure that you can run away safely at any time."