Drinking is a mistake, so many countries and units require alcohol prohibition!
There are also orders in the army to strictly prohibit drinking alcohol while performing tasks. At the grassroots level, this requirement is not strictly enforced, especially for people who are addicted to alcohol, such as the Russians.
There is also alcohol in this underground arsenal. In order to survive, I had to drink alcohol to quench my thirst. In fact, it belongs to medicine to quench my thirst by drinking poison. Drinking alcohol does not quench your thirst, but consumes water in the body.
In a drunken state, my soul lingered in this small arsenal, but my vision became blurred.
I want to take a rest, regain my strength, and then try to break out.
I don’t know how long I have been in a coma. The violent tremor and deafening roar awakened me. I opened my eyes. The lights in the arsenal were faint and the generator was still working. I felt very thirsty, so I took the kettle again. Drink in the wine.
Looking at the watch, it shows 9:45. I don't know if it is day or night
The vibration on the ground was very severe, causing a lot of yellow sand to flood here.
No, I have to leave here immediately, or I will be buried by yellow sand.
Before leaving, I brought plenty of compressed biscuits and cans, as well as an assault rifle and grenades to increase myself to the maximum load.
The most important thing on me now is the gold body and the uranium ore in the lead barrel, which account for more than 30 kilograms.
I only brought a bundle of TNT explosives, and then stepped on the iron shelf, opened the escape door in the northeast corner, got out of the arsenal, and dug into the ground with a military shovel.
When I stuck my head out of the ground, I felt that my eyes were blind. My vision was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. After closing my eyes, I could only see shiny objects, such as the green light from night vision goggles.
I looked around and called the black unicorn to lead me, but before that, I had to deal with the snipers at the top of the ruins.
The ruins in the castle have become shorter and scattered, so the number of snipers left on it has been greatly reduced. I only saw four green lights in the front, rear, left, and right directions. With the help of the tunnel, I first aimed at the current green light.
This green light has not moved, and I suspect that there is no sniper after the green light.
I haven’t seen the model of this American assault rifle, but the gun is well preserved. It emits a strong smell of gun oil. The bullets in it are full. I pulled down the bolt and opened the insurance. Quasi this green light.
With a shot, I quickly retracted my head back into the tunnel.
Compared to the roar of the night sky, my gunshots were almost inaudible. After a minute, I cautiously lifted the rifle out of the tunnel under the helmet. There was no cold shot. I let go of my heart, put my head out of the tunnel, and closed my eyes and looked forward. The green light has disappeared.
I did the same, knocking out all the green lights in the remaining three directions, and still did not encounter a sniper's attack.
It seems that the enemy's sniper has left the top of the ruins, but I also lost my way and couldn't find the end of the city gate.
I still let the black unicorn guard me, fell asleep quickly, separated the soul from the body, and then floated towards the night sky.
When my soul rose to the top of the night sky, I saw two dazzling lights of gold and red trembling above the castle. The soul of the golden body drove a large number of ghosts to rush towards the flames.
As soon as these souls touched the flames emitted by the ghost emperor, they turned into a ball of flames, but they still surrounded the center of the flames. The souls closest to the ghost emperor have been reduced to ashes.
My soul hurriedly landed on the ground. With the help of these two rays of light, I saw that the walls of this castle had been cut in half, but still under the envelope of these two rays of light.
Now only the ghost king and the golden soul are fighting in the castle, and the remaining ghosts are treated as cannon fodder.
I didn't see the spirits of Lu Ji and her comrades-in-arms. I hurriedly took out the phone and dialed her number, but there was no signal on the phone's screen.
Now that I still had a sickle of death in my hand, I summoned the daily mount, turned and mounted it, and pinpointed where the golden body soul was. My life quickly exerted its strength daily, and then rushed towards the golden body soul.
At this moment, the golden body soul is suspended and mid-air, sitting in a meditation posture, with words in his mouth, and his hands are constantly forming seals in front of him. Numerous invisible forces drive the ghosts in the castle to rush toward the flames of the ghost emperor.
It was facing back to me, spread out its wings day by day, soaring into the sky, setting off a hurricane, and my sickle was also drawn to the head of the golden soul.
The other party already felt my attack, and immediately landed on the ground, avoiding the strike of the sickle, but its casting was interrupted, and the driven ghosts fled around one after another.
The pressure of being surrounded by the ghost emperor was immediately relieved, and when he saw me riding on the back of the sun in the air, he shouted: "Xiao Yuan, that's great, keep working hard to subdue the golden stubborn soul. The old painted pagoda is yours. !"
I'm not interested in Laotu's pagoda, but I know that we can't escape this castle without destroying this golden soul.
The ghost emperor used the flames to disperse the ghosts around his body, sacrificed a gold seal from his arms and smashed it towards the soul of the golden body, but the soul of the golden body turned and charged towards me.
I was busy blocking the death with the sickle, and the opponent slammed into the handle of the sickle. I felt a huge force knocking my soul out.
The sound of the golden armor shattered again in the night sky. This sound was louder and harsher than the sound made when the steel blades collided.
I stabilized my body, but the mouth of the tiger in my hands was torn, and the sickle in my hand was not stable. Looking at the soul of the golden body again, the soul faded away from the broken golden armor, revealing a ray of dark soul.
The black group screamed: "Reaper, if you don't show up to save me, I will be completely destroyed!"
The golden seal in the hands of the ghost emperor is a masterpiece of light, and the black soul is tightly trapped.
"Xiao Yuan, this guy's life is about to end!" Ghost Emperor asked me.
I asked: "Aren't you trying to subdue the stubborn soul of the golden body?"
The ghost emperor's forehead was already full of sweat, and his black robe was as if he had been fished out of the water. It could be seen that his strength was about to run out. But he still yelled: "No need, destroy it, the deity can also shock the Three Realms!"
When I agreed, I once again drove the black soul of Zhuri Chao to rush away, but suddenly a piece of yellow sand was lifted from the ground, soaring into the sky, knocking me and Ji Ji to the ground.
The soul of the black unicorn rushed to my side, pressing me firmly under me.
Through the cracks, I saw a giant monster emerging from the yellow sand, just like the dinosaur in "Jurassic Park", but this giant beast is not a dinosaur, but a god of death, that is, the sculpture of the god of death outside the ruins of the temple. The original version.
This guy trampled the remaining ruins to the ground with one foot. It was a wolf-headed human body, holding a huge sickle, and with a wave in the air, it picked up the golden seal sacrificed by the ghost emperor.
The ghost emperor was shocked, and shouted: "My mother, it's not suitable to stay here for long!"
He quickly flew towards the distant snow-capped mountains, and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty Death, you have finally appeared!"
The Grim Reaper let out an ear-splitting low growl: "Where is your body?"
The souls of the golden body searched around, and the souls of the black unicorn and I hurriedly fled back into the underground tunnel, quickly merged with the body, and fled to the arsenal again.
Hidden in the arsenal made of steel plates, my heart still lingered. I don't know if this arsenal can withstand the kick of death.
In my anxiety, I couldn't help wondering what the identity of this golden body was. It must not only be a practicing lama, but also what is the god of death? (End of this chapter)