Killing Show

Chapter 33: fierce battle

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From the map, the launch tower is located in a hidden underground river.

—Of course it is impossible to have an underground river in the upper city, but one can be faked, and there is nothing on it that cannot be faked.

They followed Wei Xi's route map, and the terrain ahead soon began to descend, and the streams and lakes increased significantly.

The surrounding scenery is extremely beautiful, with wild flowers blooming everywhere, swaying in the breeze, bathed in sunshine, and it looks like a paradise.

The organizers were not so shameless as to let white ghosts haunt them in broad daylight. Occasionally, they could see monsters that failed to enter the shadow of the river in time, convulsed in the sun, and fell into a coma, as if they were suffering great pain.

Some mutated creatures escaped into the shadows, but under such a strong light, they could only curl up together, drooling, and growling unconsciously. Some of them are human-like, reminiscent of starving children in the downtown.

They kill one by one.

The stone path gradually disappeared in the grass, and a group of people groped to find it.

When passing through the shade of a magnolia tree, Xia Tian suddenly felt a tingling pain in the back of his neck, and he reached out to touch it. At the same time, almost everyone around him stopped and did the same.

There were a few people chatting about breakfast, but they all fell silent for a while, and there was a gloomy atmosphere in the air.

Needless to say, everyone knows what it is.

control chip.

Except for Bai Jing'an and Wei Xi—one came in under a contract, the other was a hacker—everyone here is a felon and has killed more than three people. After signing the contract, the first thing to do is to perform chip surgery.

As the requisitioning party, Fujin TV Station certainly knows that it is not safe to play this kind of game with the thugs. The control chip is the chain to tie the beasts, making them obedient and entertaining everyone.

I don't know how many times Xia Tian has been told that once he threatens the safety of innocent citizens, the TV station has the right to punish him or directly execute him. He tried a punishment right then and there as a demonstration, and it was... quite uncomfortable.

In the sunny garden, a group of felons exchanged glances, their faces dimming the surrounding sunlight a little. This situation undoubtedly shows that the transmission tower is very close and interferes with the control chip.

High-frequency remote control technology is similar. In the final analysis, they are no different from the monsters they kill. Beneath the vast machinery that covers the sky, all living things are mere toys in a vicious game.

Bai Jing'an looked at Xia Tian worriedly, and the latter smiled back.

They followed the path overgrown with weeds, and soon found a dark cave, where a stream flowed into it, and the water was gurgling. Regardless of the current situation, the scenery was quite beautiful.

In a killing show, this usually represents the beginning of a tragic battle.

A group of people took their guns and walked cautiously into the shadows.

When you come to this place, you have no other choice but to move forward.

They followed the cave all the way, crossed the underground river, and traces of transformation could be seen everywhere along the way. The ground was slightly smoothed, and there were spotlights embedded in the wall, which were very hidden and could not be seen at all. It was not until it became darker and darker that a few lights illuminated the road, and they were not discovered.

In addition to lamps, they also began to see traces of some unknown pipes, complex and old-fashioned, remodeled to have a steampunk artistic sense. Uptown has always been professional in this area.

Pale white monsters can be seen everywhere in the water, falling into coma and nightmare, which fits this old and abandoned feeling very well.

A group of soldiers seemed very familiar with this environment. Some places here reminded people of the lower city, but the lower city was not as beautiful, similar, only the same dark sky.

They killed the monsters one by one, and let them sleep forever.

And as it continued to move forward, the surrounding space opened up, the zenith was extremely high, and the traces of people's activities around became more and more obvious.

Old-fashioned instruments and shelves began to appear around them, placed randomly, and glassware filled with abnormal creatures could be seen. These things mixed the structures of several different species, like the painted clay works of a mentally handicapped child, chaotic and whim.

They turned a corner and saw the view.

A piece of the zenith directly in front of it collapsed, the sun above generously sprinkled down, and dust and flower petals flew like snow.

A tree grows toward the light, with scattered pink flowers, last year's fruit still dead on the branches. Surrounded by lush vegetation, wildflowers dotted with strange colors.

A soldier at the back talked to his companion about science and said, "This is an apple tree."

"It doesn't look like an apple at all."

"There are many kinds of apples." The man said, "I can't remember the name of this kind, but I remember it sounds nice..."

"I think it's an orange tree."

They had a discussion, and the people from the lower towns went up, often turning into half-witted plant experts.

At the same time, the surrounding experimental vessels are getting bigger and bigger, and the monsters inside are getting more and more deformed. They are all genetic creations of the laboratory. Occasionally, humans who are as pale as the mutant creatures can be seen, and the two are mixed together.

They are suspended in an antiseptic solution, and the time, type, and number of experiments are marked on the bottom of the container. There is no species name, just transitional organisms. There are also some records on the tags, marking the codes that they have undergone "extreme experiments", and there are death curves and the like. It's all just a string of numbers in a forgotten place.

Mr. Shi has a large collection and obviously thinks that all the creations he has kneaded are worth seeing.

On the stone wall, the super rich man also made a very aesthetic and technological setting, costing a lot of money to cut a horizontal seam about one meter high, inserting glass, and making a fish tank that traverses half of the cave. Feed the monsters inside for easy viewing at any time.

They must have been lying there before they were alive, unable to stand upright. But when the soldiers arrived, most of the creatures inside were starved to death, only one pair was devouring each other, and the remaining pale limbs trembled from time to time.

A group of people stared blankly at this eerie and brutal scene, which was in stark contrast to the stunningly beautiful scene on the other side of the studio.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was the natural light of this giant cave, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, a few butterflies were busy, the surroundings were filled with the sound of water, and the river was icy cold.

They walked into the light of the beautiful fruit tree, and as they walked into the light, the darkness in the depths of the cave seemed even darker, bloody and meaningful.

The space must have been precisely designed for the grand finale, leaving room for bazookas, monsters, hand-to-hand combat, improvisation, and dead men of all kinds.

There are wild flowers growing under the trees, and a few twitching white ghosts can be seen faintly among the flowers, and the soldiers deal with them one by one.

Wei Xi walked over, and there were some small fish gathered in the underground river, and the lush grass brushed by his feet. He looked down and saw a monster in a coma in the corner.

Wei Xi froze for a moment, for a moment he thought it was a person.

It has strong human characteristics, and it can almost be seen who it used to be: less than twenty years old, with freckles, single eyelids, and a look of ignorance. The soft shade of the tree covered him, he bared his teeth unconsciously, his eyeballs kept trembling, and fell into a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

"I think this... used to be a person," Whiskey said.

He leaned closer and saw the tattoo on the inside of the white wrist, but he couldn't see it clearly, it seemed to be some twisted thorns, with a girl's name in the middle...

Xia Tian walked over to take a look, raised his hand, and shot the boy in the head.

Wei Xi shivered for a moment, the shot was thorough, and his head was blown away in an instant.

Xia Tian went to clean up other monsters, but stopped after taking a step, looking at the gun in Wei Xi's hand. The killers took all the big calibers, and what fell into his hands was a .32. It doesn't matter to him, it doesn't matter anyway.

Xia Tian took a high-frequency concussion gun from his waist and gave it to him, Wei Xi took it unconsciously, Xia Tian said: "If you see this, kill it, and treat it as something good."

His tone was very gentle, then he turned and left to find other monsters.

The sun shone on Xia Tian's body, casting warm light on his long hair, but Wei Xi remembered the gloomy eyes in his eyes when he touched the back of his neck.

In that casual sentence, he felt more violence and terror than the bloody head in front of him.

Bai Jing'an glanced at the natural beauty in the "office", turned his eyes away, and looked at the vast underground hall.

There are countless instruments and samples scattered here and there, and you can see the divisions of various experimental areas, but there are no doors in the middle, like a huge and mysterious factory.

The experimental area is in power-saving mode, like it has been running on the lowest power consumption for many years, but still dominates all creations. Even if it is from the last century, it still has a majestic style.

Behind the workbench, facing the sun, hangs a huge conceptual poster, which is the original advertisement for the floating city. The city is high above the clouds, the sky is blue and endless, and the land below is a poor and violent garbage dump.

It was written in glorious large characters: Paradise City.

The panorama design is really talented, Bai Jingan thought to himself, and said to a group of soldiers who were fascinated by the scenery or were busy cleaning up monsters: "This is it."

A group of people turned their heads to look at him, then shifted their eyes, held their large-caliber weapons firmly, and walked towards the darkness outside the beautiful scenery.

This place is so big, in the darkness, they are as pale and thin as the corpses in the vessel.

"The tower is supposed to be here somewhere," Wehi said. Although it is said to be a "transmission tower", it may only be a small instrument. The specific appearance depends on the technical department's happiness.

He continued: "But there are too many distractions..."

Before he finished speaking, the light dimmed.

It's cloudy.

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The light suddenly dimmed, and it was only when the sun disappeared that one realized how bright it was.

For a moment, the cave turned into the bluish-white color of energy-saving lamps, and changed from a cave full of natural scenery to an underground depressing artificial building.

The deformed flesh in countless airtight jars protrudes, reflecting the light, presenting a nightmare-like whiteness, empty, ferocious and extremely dead. It was the silence of death, a place where, as if punished by its master, it was forever imprisoned in a glass vessel as a slave to display.

At this moment, they heard a low roar coming from the darkness ahead, like a whimper, dragging a long and desolate voice.

Everyone's hand holding the gun tightened, but they didn't move, they were waiting.

The roar did not stop, but approached slowly. The sound is low, and the thing is either very small or crawling.

There were less than twenty of them together, but half of them quickly entered the alert position, and the others searched for the transmission tower as quickly as possible. According to the current progress, it should be somewhere in the northwest area of the hall, but this place is a large garbage dump, full of the remains of machines and creatures.

And when scattered into such a cold space, these people are as silent as stones thrown into a dark river. This is a place for death and pain.

The swollen corpse of a mutated creature sat behind Bai Jingan's head, as if standing there, he couldn't help turning his head to take another look. Its mouth was wide open, revealing its fangs and its severely cauterized mouth, which had been destroyed along with its esophagus. Most of the corpses here are mutilated in one way or another.

Bai Jing'an suddenly said: "This is not possible."

Several people next to him looked back at him.

Xia Tian was staring in a daze at a corpse that resembled a downtown fighting dog, at this moment he also turned to look at Bai Jing'an. The two exchanged glances, which were very quick, with the smell of gunpowder and death.

Both of them knew what to do next, and in this nightmare land, they just needed to look at each other.

Xia Tian nodded and said: "Then let's make it bigger."

"How?" Eric said.

Bai Jing'an pulled off a metal hose next to it, and there was a black greasy liquid in it, which had a pungent smell.

"It's all blown up," he said.

The Killing Show went into the fourth round, leaving almost all of the top experts on Uptown violence.

Fei You said "hmm", and Eric whistled.

A group of people chatted quickly, agreed that the idea of "blow it all up" was a good idea, and immediately began to search for something that could be used.

After a carnival in the early morning, they didn't have too many weapons in their hands, and Xia Tian squandered all the flammable weapons. But it doesn't matter, you can "take local materials".

Not to mention that this is an old-fashioned sci-fi style garbage dump, even if "Mr. Shi" likes a minimalist style, this group of people has the ability to make explosives out of it.

Bai Jing'an roughly tore off the pipeline that bypassed the small half of the cave—it seemed to serve a multi-purpose workbench. Xia Tian took a few steps back, found a suitable position, skillfully unloaded a few bolts on the Doom Destroyer rocket launcher, turned the marshmallow into a knife, cut open the baffle, and carried out the transformation.

Bai Jing'an found a welding torch and threw it to Xia Tian, who skillfully caught it.

Fei You's team went to study the closed tank, and found that it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all. Apparently, "Mr. Shi" wanted his creations to stay in the jar forever.

"Damn it, you're going to die in such a disgusting, solid place," the sniper said.

"Just pile it up, this thing shouldn't be difficult to burn." Fei You said.

"The fire is not good, even this bottle of concussion gun can't be blasted."

"That can." Mo An said, lifting his chin in the direction of Xia Tian.

Xia Tian aimed the rocket launcher at the northwest region, and welded a disposable turret.

He welded off the second screw, and now he smelled the smell, the smell of something rotten in the dark... He dropped the torch without looking, and fired back.

What the bullet hit, he turned to look, was a hideous creation of nightmares.

They were crawling over from the darkness behind them, more severely degraded than the ones in the previous attack, dragging their long tails one by one, staring at round eyes that could not be blinked, like fish crawling over one by one.

Even when they died, their corpses were a pile of pale flesh with pale red blood, as if they did not have a real body, they only belonged to a dark cave in the game, belonged to the dark night and water, and were imprisoned there forever since they were created.

The first few monsters jumped up and rushed towards him. Xia Tian's back was against the temporary fort, and he fired continuously.

This thing moved very fast, Xia Tian fired four shots in a row, it hadn't jumped up when it hit the front monster, the last shot had just sounded, and the teeth of the fourth one had almost stuck to his face.

But his hands were steady, his pupils reflected the light of the gunfire and the hellish scene, they were icy cold.

The monsters crawled out of an abyss at the end of the cave—although I know there is no abyss in the upper city, but it feels like that.

It was a vast underground river, the distance of which could not be seen clearly, the water was extremely deep and quiet, and the firelight could only illuminate a small area, like a flickering candlelight in front of the huge darkness.

Through the thin light of the gunfire, Xia Tian saw countless white residents living in the abyss swimming to the surface.

He stared blankly at the terrifying scene, touched the other gun with one hand, and shouted to the back: "Come on some people!"

Behind Xia Tian, the players exchanged fire with another group of monsters.

A series of intense gunshots came, as well as instructions and curses. Xia Tian felt that it sounded like there would be no one coming out for a while, so he grabbed a musket, picked up a motor oil can and threw it forward.

At the apex of the parabola, he hit it with one shot, the musket ignited the grease, and the canister exploded with a bang.

A rain of fire fell, and the monsters backed away a little, but the flames were fleeting. Xia Tian went to the ammunition bag to find out what else was inside. He found a multi-purpose energy gun and a disposable sealing device.

He cut open the safety lock with one hand, and at the same time a white ghost rushed to him, and the bone was visible in one claw.

Blood flowed down half of his face, and at that moment he could clearly see its iris, which was cloudy yellow like a high fever. Xia Tian looked directly at the crazy and painful eyes, put the gun barrel in its mouth, and pulled the trigger.

A powerful repulsive force gushed out from the gun barrel, large pieces of monsters fell to the ground, Xia Tian could see their convulsions at that moment, like being swept away by a vicious broom, only screaming and rolling.

Encapsulation nets have built-in punishment measures. In the words of Uptown, "appropriate pain helps to clear the mind." He knew the pain, people like them knew it.

By the time Bai Jingan's bullets flew past his hair and exploded a monster's head, Xia Tian had repelled three attacks by himself.

Seeing the reinforcements coming, Xia Tian threw away another scrapped gun barrel, rushed to the side of the temporary fort, grabbed the scattered screws, and continued to build the fort.

The sound of flesh and blood shattering continued, becoming more and more urgent, close to the ear, and this place has become a new battlefield.

He screwed the screw in as fast as he could and welded it tight. Surrounded by a large and tragic scene, the cameras must be crazy busy.

When Xia Tian turned another screw, he caught something out of the corner of his eye. He dropped the welding torch, and with one shot, a white ghost biting Eric's throat was sent flying sideways. The latter fired quickly, killing the other two, and was immediately involved in a new round of fighting.

Xia Tian wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, stood up, looked left and right, grabbed a relatively rookie guy—not particularly rookie, but two of the three shots were missed—pointing to the temporary fort, and said: "Get it done."

Then he rushed into the field without stopping.

When things started, Wesie followed Eric, unrealistically feeling that the monster was especially targeting them.

A monster dragged Eric down, and at the last moment the man pushed Wei Xi to stand under a stronger light source.

Wei Xi took a step towards him, another monster bit Eric's right arm, the latter held a gun with one hand in his left hand, and exploded its head, but the third one was already in front of him.

Xia Tian fired a shot in this direction, and the impact caused the monster to fall to the ground. Erik staggered to his feet, shot it in the head, and quickly raised his hand to kill the monster that was biting his wrist.

Wei Xi stood at a loss, he didn't find a chance to shoot, everything was too fast.

He's still monitoring signal strength. The data in the corner of the contact lens kept flickering, and the angle kept shrinking. In just a few minutes, what he saw in his eyes was a boundless scene of hell.

To his right, a white wraith with a huge head chewed on the head of a warrior, and he saw his legs twitch in what must have been terrible pain.

Discomfited, his comrade shot the monster with all his strength, and it fell convulsively, but the other rushed forward and continued the feast.

At the last moment, Wei Xi saw the man groping for something, it was hard to believe that he was still stubbornly unwilling to die. He reached for a blood-soaked energy gun, raised the barrel, and fired a final shot.

Wei Xi watched tremblingly. This place has lost the atmosphere of the otherworldly fairyland just now, it is a dark banquet hall for monsters, death is everywhere, there are intertwined gunshots, and there is still a struggle that does not give up until the end.

Someone was calling: "Wei Xi!"

Wei Xi turned his head to look, and it took two seconds to realize that it was Eric, who was half covered in blood, rushing towards him, yelling.

Wei Xi turned around and looked up.

That thing was lying on the top of his oblique upper body, at that moment he only saw a large piece of dirty white, like a giant spider, it rushed towards him the moment Wei Xi raised his head.

Wei Xi didn't even think about shooting in that direction, the gun Xia Tian gave him had a large caliber, the instant he shot it, the recoil made him fall to the ground, and his arm hurt sharply.

But it worked—in Xia Tian's words, "a larger caliber always works." Flesh and flesh poured down like rain, and the corpse fell to the ground. Wei Xi struggled to stand up, but before he felt the joy of killing the monster alone, someone grabbed his collar and dragged him back violently.

In the next second, another huge pincer hit the place where he fell just now.

Only then did he realize that it was Xia Tian who dragged him, and that person rushed in front of him with a stride, and fired two shots at the monster that was rushing towards him, hitting the head, smashing half of his body—

Then the man turned around abruptly, grabbed Wei Xi by the collar, and pulled him to the right. The next moment, Xia Tian's gunfire shot out against his face, Wei Xi felt scorching heat and blood splashed on the back of his neck, another death.

Xia Tian pulled him up, suddenly raised his head and looked ahead, his body tensed instantly. Wei Xi followed his gaze and froze there.

Xia Tian pushed him into the crowd, to the side of Eric, who quickly dragged him to the back, as if he was afraid of losing him again.

Wei Xi looked over his shoulder and saw Xia Tian walking in that direction without hesitation.

That monster must be more than three meters.

It crawled out of the darkness among countless corpses and experimental vessels, its shape resembled that of a human being, and the skin on its back had slanted lines.

Wei Xi saw these things spread out and stand up one by one, as if huge flesh-colored wings grew from their backs...they were countless flesh-colored tentacles attached together.

It crawled out of the trash like a filthy, misshapen angel, flapping its flesh-colored tentacled wings, frantic and hungry.

It frantically attacks everything, waving its tentacles, the density seems to be very high, and the gunfire hits, leaving almost no traces.

This is the kind of thing that you wouldn't even think of in your nightmares. Wei Xi couldn't imagine what kind of mentality those people used to design it and make it climb out of the test tube.

He saw several fighters next to him quickly exchanged a few gestures, the division of labor was simple and neat.

They must have known most of them wouldn't survive, but that's how it started.