83.Chapter 83
He was glad to see Sayaro zoom in on the holographic map with his hand, carefully searching for the exit, but staring at a circular altar-like structure.
"What's that?" Helo asked curiously, remembering the scene in the mural. The shape of the altar is more three-dimensional than in the frescoes, it does look like a nest, and it is somewhat familiar.
He watched it with his eyes wide open, and an electric flash flashed in his head, and he suddenly remembered something.
"That's where the source of negative energy is, the nest of the gods." Sayero said.
Is that...... He and the members of the search and rescue team entered the sunken base ship and saw the mysterious white giant at the bottom of the lake.
"If we want to get out, we have to go through the guò passage."
Sayero lit a winding passage behind the "nest" with a glowing cigarette butt: "That's probably the exit dug by the tomb keepers of ancient Egypt thousands of years ago." But it's a trap, and my invisibility cloak is dead, Helo. You know what I'm trying to say. ”
"You don't want to go your separate ways with me! Otherwise, I'll be martyred with you right now! General Helo stabbed him at the throat, gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned red, "In the past, when you were in the casino, weren't you very good at gambling and winning everything?" Why don't you have the courage to give it a try now? Coward! ”
Shayero wanted to say something, but Helo had already grabbed him by the collar, threw his head back to block his mouth, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.
"Shhhh
Realizing what it means for a rabbit to bite in a hurry, Sayaro licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips, swallowed it contentedly, tightened the slender waist of the person in his arms, shot the rope into the crack in the rock, buckled the armed belts of the two together, and tightened it violently. Helo was caught off guard, and a muffled snort escaped from his throat, and Sayero licked his bloodied lips, loosened his grip on the rope, and jumped down.
The two of them landed steadily on the ground, and their footsteps stirred up a small series of echoes.
Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind their right. The two of them shot out like lightning, aiming in that direction together, a few points of light lit up in the darkness, and then a humanoid silhouette was revealed, and then a man's voice sounded that was not unfamiliar: "Chief." It's me, Hazel. ”
Then, a stiff face appeared in front of the two of them, and there were two or three figures behind them.
is a member of the Delta Force.
Helo was about to greet them, but Sayero "shh Hazel raised the gun in his hand in understanding, turned off the fluorescent light on his body, and disappeared into the darkness, Helo reacted and immediately complied, staring at Sayero worriedly.
There is danger here...... And Sayaro is the only target exposed.
"Step back and stand with Hazel." Sayaro commanded in a low voice.
Helo was tempted to refuse, but getting into trouble with Sayero at the moment would only add to the confusion, so he took a few steps back tamely until his back hit the other body.
Hazel seemed to touch his ass with the hand holding the gun.
Helo turned his head to glare at him, and saw that the man had a ruffian smile on his face, and he looked like he was going to be "one of his boyfriends", and Sayero glanced at Hazel gloomily, and the bruises on his forehead came out, and he held the spur and gun in his hand, looked around warily, and gestured to Helo.
It was a code that only the two of them understood.
Helo was slightly stunned, and immediately understood Sayero's hint.
At the right time, he will kill these special forces of the Delta Force. The CIA betrayed him, then no one in this operation can be trusted.
But do these people know that Sayaro already knows the inside story of this operation?
What would they have done according to the original plan?
Helo followed Sayaro nervously, vigilantly watching the people around him, while also listening to the movements around him. Hazel and the others stuck to it without leaving.
The group formed the most suitable column for combat and stalked silently, their steps were so light that they could hardly hear any echo in the silent cavern of Noda, but gradually, everyone heard some strange sound like the sound of the wind, faintly, one after another, as if it was being surrounded from far and near.
Like the evil spirits and evil spirits that have poured out of hell are roaring.
Anyone who has an impression of the epic biochemical catastrophe more than ten years ago can tell that it is the cry of the infected person of the Flower of Evil, which means that there are definitely a lot of infected people underneath.
"...... There are still these things that should be extinct!
Hazel grumbled and wiped the sweat from his face.
Hearing the roar grow clearer and clearer, Helo clenched the gun in his hand, sweat oozing from his palm.
The night vision lenses on the visor were automatically activated by guò nerve induction, and the surrounding scenery took on a terrifying green color before their eyes, and it was only then that Hero could see that they were standing on a large stone bridge, and under the bridge was a dark river, on the surface of which were floating forest bones and countless dazzling "flowers of evil", as if the flowers on the other side were blooming in the Styx River that led to the land of the dead.
And between the flowers and the white bones, there are still huge black shadows lurking quietly.
- It was a group of Nile crocodiles waiting for their prey.
They stared at them eerily, as if they were a few live bait.
Looking directly at these giant beasts, even if they were still on the bridge, Helo couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. Not far in front of them was the "altar" in the hologram.
More accurately, it resembled a miniature version of the "nest" that Helo had seen at the bottom of the lake where the base ship had sunk, but in the center it was wrapped in a black mass of stone, covered in blood and beating like a heart. But at the moment, Helo couldn't pay attention to that thing—
The only exit from the entire dungeon, located diagonally above the altar, was carved in the shape of a heavenly gate. The hope of getting out is close at hand.
Behind them, on the other side of the bridge, an even greater threat loomed in on them.
With a creepy roar, one, two, three, four...... More and more points of light appear within the visual horizon of their night vision goggles.
Ghostly and twisted humanoids, sniffing around like a pack of foraging beasts, crawling up the bridge, their bony backs arched and their shoulder blades sharply raised.
Are these infected people parasitic with "demons" on their bodies? Heloh thought to himself in horror, and sure enough, he heard the kind of viscous, mollusk-like wriggling sound that he was not unfamiliar with. The leading few infected turned their heads to the ones behind them and let out strange whimpers, which made it even more clear to Herro that the group was sapient. Do they have a chance of winning head-to-head against them?
He clenched the gun in his hand and felt Sayaro touch his back. He turned his head to look at Sayaro behind him, only to see that his eyes were glowing like those of the infected.
A subtle sound was coming from inside him.
Herro grabbed Sayero's hand and felt his body heat burn hot, and at the same time, he caught a glimpse of an infected person rushing towards them first!
He was about to raise his gun, but Sayero held him tightly.
The infected almost passed by them, landing not far behind Sayero, sniffing suspiciously, and did not seem to notice their existence.
Sayaro was shaking as he put his arms around him, and it was obvious that something was mutating inside him. One infected person after another scurried past them, invisible tentacles scraping at their bodies, the intested's stream of consciousness spied on them, and Herlo held her breath and remained motionless.
At such times, it is only necessary to believe in Sayaro with all your heart.
And defend his back with all your heart.
He clenched his fists and thought to himself.
But at this moment, several people except them seemed to be harassed by the tentacles, and Herro heard them pull the trigger, and then clusters of fire exploded around them, immediately alarming the group of infected people who were looking for their location, and rushed towards them.
One of them struck Shayero from behind, and Helo quickly raised his gun to kill him, then turned behind Shayero and fired his gun back to back.
The infected were very smart, and after they killed the first group of people who pounced, the rest did not advance or retreat, and all climbed up the stone pillars that supported the stone hall, hid in large and small shrines, and disappeared without a trace, and their tracking bullets made a bend and hit the rock wall, and the large and small rubble crackled and fell into the dark river below, causing a wave of restlessness among the crocodiles, churning like crazy, mistaking for a delicious prey.
"Damn...... I'm injured, but luckily the antiviral vaccine hasn't expired. Hazel whipped his arm grumblingly and fired a shot at a grimace emerging from a shrine.
"Don't waste bullets, they're distracting us."
Shayero stopped, his voice hoarse to the human voice. When Helo turned around, he saw that he had a free hand to touch the bloody wound on his back, and immediately grabbed his wrist.
"Don't touch it, it'll get infected."
"Boss, are you hurt?"
One of the team asked, and Herro couldn't see his expression, but felt that his tone was subtle. That didn't sound like a concern, he thought to himself, they were really on their backs, and they had to be wary of their teammates and the enemies lurking in the shadows to deal with the infected.
"Wait for the right time, and rush with me to the exit."
Sayero whispered to him in an ear, in a code language that only he could understand.
Heloh nodded.
They moved back to back towards the other end of the bridge, and suddenly there were a few strange screams, and several white shadows jumped down from above, and were shot in the head by them with a few shots, but in an instant, a dozen small figures sprang out from under the corpses, and the deformed baby-like infected people had round heads and round brains, but they moved as quickly as locusts, opening their fanged mouths, and pounced on them from the gap between the bullets.
"Ghost Boy! It's a ghost boy! Run......"
In a scream, a team member was thrown to the ground by two or three ghost boys, and was immediately bitten to the stomach, and one of the hands holding the gun was bitten off by one of the ghost boys, and even the handle of the gun was crunched and crunched and eaten. Just like the gluttonous in the Seven Deadly Sins, these ghost children at the bottom of the infected community are like hungry ghosts from hell, unlike the adult infected who still retain their intelligence, and there are also different **, the only way for them to vent their evil desires is to devour and bite a qiē, and then eat it.
"Fuck, the mission order didn't mention that there was all this shit here, did you want us to give them away?" Hazel roared and aimed his gun at Sayero, who shot him in the head with an incredibly fast reaction speed.
Seeing the ghost boy swarming towards the fallen Hazel, Helo still had a lingering palpitation, and was immediately pulled by Sayero, flashing behind the nearest stone pillar, and the rest of the battle-hardened special forces shot again and again to resist the ghost boy who kept pounced on them, taking advantage of this opportunity, Sayero threw out a burning smoke bomb, grabbed Hello's hand and rushed towards the exit behind the altar.
As soon as they crossed the bridge, an explosion rang out, and the bridge deck collapsed into rubble, and even the ground beneath their feet cracked in countless crevices that grew larger and larger.
In the smoke, Helo couldn't see anything clearly, and struggled to dodge the cracks under his feet, but felt Sayero pull him into his arms and pick him up: "My back, I'll leave it to you!" ”
"Hah, no problem!" Hero reacted, his hand around his neck, and shot at the infected, his vision blurred, but each shot was extremely accurate.
He squinted one eye and pulled the trigger with unparalleled confidence, and at this moment, he was no longer the child who couldn't even hold a gun and curled up in the other's arms crying many years ago.
It was as if at this moment, he had finally crossed the unbridgeable distance between him and this man.