After an unknown amount of time, Bridge suddenly opened his eyes in the full-face helmet. The helmet was in night vision mode. Under the infrared electronic vision, the base passageway was covered in a layer of bloody red light, but it was clearly visible.
nothing.
Bridge looked around and made sure that there was nothing but him within the visual range of 100 meters. In other words, the sense of crisis that suddenly flashed through my heart just now was just an illusion.
But in the underground base like a monster's lair, Bridge didn't dare to neglect. He pulled out two folded alloy scimitars from the back of his waist. The shape of the scimitars was only to confuse the enemy. When necessary, Bridge could throw them like a boomerang to kill the enemy. Before joining Asgard, Bridge was already a famous hunter in the wilderness.
Harvesting the lives of prey 100 meters away is nothing more than routine for him.
Holding the well-known weapon in his hand, Bridge's mind settled down a little. He still kept his sitting posture, using this most body-saving posture to be on guard. Behind him is a solid wall, nothing can attack him from behind. In front of Bridge is the corner of the passage. From his direction, he could see 100 meters ahead, with a wide view, and there was no surprise attack.
Although this person usually looks smiling, he is very cautious in his actions and rarely makes mistakes. Therefore, Anthony will let him be responsible for monitoring the whereabouts of a few people.
After confirming that there was no danger, Bridge closed his eyes again. In such a quiet environment, if you have to keep your eyes open and stare at something for too long, you will feel tired. Fatigue, on the other hand, slows the responses of the nerves, dulling them dangerously. As a hunter, Bridge has long been accustomed to using his ears instead of eyes to monitor his prey.
But not long after he closed his eyes, a "rolling" sound came from afar. As if some mischievous child was rolling a glass bottle towards Bridge.
Naturally, there would be no children in the underground base.
The moment Bridge opened his eyes, the person jumped up in a strange posture. If you look carefully, you will find that Bridge Safety did not rely on his hands and feet, but stood up against the wall like a monster with claws on its back.
As soon as it bounced up, the body leaned forward slightly, and the folding scimitar hung down to the ground. Anyone who is familiar with Bridge here will know that this is his state of entering the battle. And it's the kind of fighting with all its strength. In fact, Bridge's nerves are now tense. He has already determined that the sense of crisis just now was not an illusion, if not, there would be no such damned rumbling sound now.
In infrared vision, Bridge saw in his helmet on the other side of the tunnel, something chubby rolling toward him. With a muffled grunt, he shook his right hand and shot with the scimitar.
The rapidly spinning scimitar made a whining sound, and pressed against the ground from top to bottom to meet the suspicious object. Cutting in obliquely to the ground, the scimitar bounced the round object and threw it far away. After completing this mission, the scimitar circled back along the original path and was firmly caught by Bridge.
Even if that thing was a gun, it was redirected by Bridge's scimitar, and it was ejected at least tens of meters away. Even if it exploded, it wouldn't threaten him. But at the end of the line of sight, the thing bounced against the wall, but instead of exploding, there was a sound of glass shattering.
Bridge felt strange and went up. In the infrared vision, some ** was splashed on the wall. It's just that in infrared vision, the color has changed from the original color sample, and Bridge can't see what it is. He simply switched back to the normal visual mode, and at the same time turned on the visible light source on the helmet.
The white light fell on the wall, reflecting a shocking red. Bridge quickly took off the helmet, and put his nose to the edge of the wall and sniffed vigorously. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils.
is blood!
While Bridge felt something was wrong, there was a heavy breathing sound from the front of the passage.
He suddenly looked forward, and saw a black shadow suddenly appearing from the darkness. The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, almost leaving pieces of afterimages in the space. It came straight at Bridge, who gritted his teeth. The two knives in his hand came out at the same time, spinning and strangling towards the upper and lower directions respectively. At the same time, Bridge leaned back violently, avoiding the black shadow's attack for the first time.
Unexpectedly, the black shadow stopped suddenly while advancing, and its hard and sharp claws wiped out a series of sparks on the ground. Immediately, it stopped in shape, and it jumped up violently, even grabbing the ceiling and crawling towards Bridge quickly.
This time, Bridge finally saw clearly that it was a Ripper!
The Ripper, as a branch of the evolution path of the living corpse, it maintains a human form. But the arms and feet have been alienated, with sharp bone blades and claws, which can easily tear large animals apart. The tearer in front of him was transformed by a middle-aged man. The living corpse still kept a human face, but its body was like a wild beast. The Ripper's stature is much shorter than normal, but at the same time makes them fast and agile.
The scimitar fell into the air and spun back.
At the same time, the ceiling tearer let go of his hands and pressed down directly towards Bridge.
Bridge had no time to care about who deliberately drew the Ripper over with blood, he caught the scimitar, and then sliced upwards. The alloy scimitar flashed a cold light under the light, and slashed straight at the tearer's head.
For living corpses that are difficult to kill, decapitation or headshots are the most appropriate method. At this moment, Bridge showed the calmness of a high-end hunter, and the trajectory of the machete cut to the Ripper's neck with incomparable accuracy. If it weren't for the mutated zombie grabbing Bridge's scimitar with its mutated sharp finger knife, the hunter would have almost succeeded.
The Ripper's five fingers closed together, and the sharp fingers like blades tightly grasped the alloy scimitar, and slammed to the right.
Bridge screamed. Although his arm was not torn off by the Ripper's force, it was already dislocated. He didn't suspect it at the moment, and the scimitar in his left hand directly cut through the abdomen of the living corpse. There was a sound of leather breaking, and the abdomen of the living corpse was immediately opened with a machete. But the Ripper didn't realize it, and bit Bridge's right arm with a forceful mouth.
With a bite and a pull, the alienated round mouthparts full of sharp teeth immediately brought up a piece of flesh and nerves in Bridge. Bridge screamed in pain, and at the same time, the scimitar in his left hand stabbed horizontally into the Ripper's neck. With another sharp slash, the tearer's head flew out immediately, and the mouth on the head still did not forget to swallow the muscle torn off from Bridge's hand into the mouth.
After chewing for a while, the living corpse swallowed it. But the head was broken, and the piece of flesh and blood slipped out of the severed throat again.
Pushing away the corpse of the living corpse, Bridge stood up. Looking at his bloody right arm, he cursed: "Damn it!"
Just like the zombies in countless sci-fi works, four of the teeth of the living corpses are hollow. It is connected to the poisonous glands in the gums. While biting the prey, the living corpse injects the virus from the venom gland into the prey, thus transforming the prey into their own kind.
The toxin level of the Ripper was obviously higher than that of ordinary living corpses. Bridge was bitten by it, but his face was already covered with black air. He didn't care about anything, and quickly took out a field first aid medicine from the carrying case behind him. Not knowing whether this thing could neutralize the Ripper's virus, Bridge gritted his teeth and plunged the needle into the artery in his neck.
As soon as he pressed his hand, all the drugs in the injection were injected into Bridge's body. Bridge's right arm was already unconscious, but after the injection, he began to feel some pain. Bridge was not surprised, but the pain in his arm returned, indicating that the injection had worked.
As soon as he reached out to pick up the alloy scimitar on the ground, he heard creepy growls coming from behind him. Bridge took out a cold smoke from the carrying tool, lit it and threw it towards the dark place in front of the passage. I saw a pale light passing through the darkness of the passage and falling on the ground.
After a while, a hand with rotten skin grabbed Leng Yanhuo and lifted it up. Then, a woman's face appeared in the firelight. It can be said that this woman's face and facial features are exquisite, especially those lips, which are full and thick. In another time and place, maybe Bridge would have blown the whistle on her sex appeal.
But now, looking at the female living corpse and the hundreds of shaky figures behind her, Bridge had no idea.
"Damn, what's the situation? Didn't it mean that there are no abnormal creatures in the basement? What the hell are these living corpses?"
Amid Bridge's furious curses, the corpse quickly ran towards the operating platform where the Pioneer Squad was. And behind him, the female living corpse holding a cold firework threw it to the ground, then screamed and chased after Bridge. And behind the female living corpse, more living corpses galloped at a speed no less than that of a rabbit.
Just a few steps away from Bridge, there was a thumping sound behind him. Looking back in his busy schedule, he saw a dozen or so living corpses moving so fast that they couldn't control themselves and hit the wall directly. But after they got up, they shook their heads and chased Bridge again.
In the room where the platform was operated, a sudden knock on the door made Anthony open his eyes. He looked at the door warily and winked at Luca.
Luca understood, and made a gesture with Gail, another melee player. The two took out the weapons they were good at and covered them against the door.
Outside the door, Bridge's hasty cry sounded: "Open the door!"
Luka frowned, he made a gesture ready to attack, then winked at Gail, signaling him to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Bridge's embarrassed figure came into Luca's eyes. Luka asked in amazement, "What's wrong with you."
"Yes..." Bridge was about to say something, but was suddenly dragged away by something, and he jumped back violently, hiding in the darkness with a scream.
Luka rushed out and turned on his visible light source. The light was turned forward, but a group of living corpses surrounded Bridge and gnawed on Bridge's body desperately. Bridge, who was eaten by all the corpses, could only lift his left hand weakly. But not long after, the hand finally hangs down.
Luka took a deep breath, and then gestured to the people inside the door to retreat.
More and more living corpses were being attracted by the bloody smell in the air. With the firepower of the pioneers, it was simply not enough to fight against such a large number of living corpses. Therefore, they can no longer stay at the exit of the first floor. Although unwilling, but can only leave.