Ding dong!

With a pleasant chime, Sam. The elevator door in front of Fisher opened again, and into his line of sight was a dark passageway.

Sam put on the night vision device neatly, and pulled out his long-used FN-57 pistol, the muzzle of the high-performance silencer, which made the barrel a little bloated.

As an agent who is always on a secret mission, this man is almost the ultimate in stealth combat. He had infiltrated and assassinated people all over the world, and the United States would not admit the existence of such a man, and even if he died in the mission, he would only be an unidentified corpse.

After hundreds of infiltration operations, Sam. Fisher has long since become a true "ghost agent", and he can always find a way to infiltrate unless he is in an uncovered clearing.

Even in the seemingly empty metal passages, it is not completely impossible.

Sam put away his pistol, pressed the switch on the side of his black tactical glove, and pressed his hands against the metal wall, crawling up the wall like a gecko. His hands seemed to be sucked into the ceiling, and his feet seemed to be glued, and the whole person was stuck to the top of the passage.

The agent moved slowly across the ceiling in a reptilian stance, without making the slightest sound. The black combat suit completely melted into the shadows, silently moving forward in the darkness.

There was a deathly silence in the passage below, no footsteps or any other sounds could be heard, and Sam watched the situation below alertly, and continued to move slowly forward.

He did not use the "gecko adsorption glove", but the latest magnetic device developed by the military, a secret weapon that was not even put into the special forces, only similar to Sam. It is only the top agents like Fisher who are equipped with top-secret equipment that is still in the development stage.

“……”

The passage was quiet enough to hear his own heartbeat, Sam picked up his crawling speed slightly, and was about to pass around the corner when he heard a low chatting voice on the other side of the corner, as if coming from close range:

"Find them."

"Expand ...... Expanding ......"

"Need more ......"

- What are these people talking about?

Sam's brow furrowed slightly as he was obscured by the eyepiece.

He quietly stretched out his left hand, installed a miniature camera on the ceiling in the corner, switched the eyepiece to shooting mode, and a clear black and white picture suddenly appeared in front of him:

The three men were standing five meters away on the other side of the corner, whispering to each other. This kind of scenario has been seen countless times in Sam's career, and this time it should only be easy to solve, but ......

There seems to be something wrong with these people.

Sensing the strangeness of the other party, Sam did not act immediately, but continued to stay at the top of the ceiling, observing the three people in the camera.

These guys don't look like military personnel and aren't armed with any weapons. They are supposed to be just residents of the Vault, but this is strange:

If it was a small talk, the movements of these three people were too "stiff". No one would stand motionless and upright while chatting with a friend, as if it were three sculptures.

Look at the three weirdos in the camera who don't make any movements, just stand there and talk. Sam. Fisher thought for a few seconds, but decided to act as usual.

For this body, which has experienced countless stealthy actions, assassination has long been an action written into instinctual reaction, Sam climbed forward two steps, the magnetic device on his gloves and shoes suddenly turned off, and the whole person suddenly began to fall, and pulled out his pistol in the air and fired three bullets at the three men.

The silenced sound of gunfire by the agents interrupted the incomprehensible conversation between the three men, and three blood sprays erupted from the top of each of the trio's heads, and Sam's bullet hit their heads with unmistakable accuracy.

However, instead of falling, the three suddenly turned their heads to look at Sam.

During his decades as a secret agent, Sam . Fisher had never seen anyone who had no reaction after being shot in the head. Faced with the unreasonable situation, even the agent was stunned for a moment, and let out a surprised voice:

"Huh?"

Then, he saw the three men suddenly open their mouths, and a black swarm of insects poured out of their mouths.

Out of nowhere, a warm male voice sounded: "Welcome! ”

……

"Fisher, talk back."

The commander, who remained on the ground, tried to use the radio to contact his subordinates, but the depth of the underground shelter was clearly beyond his imagination.

From a place of 100 meters underground, it is naturally impossible to receive the signal from the ground. After a few attempts, the Commander gave up any attempt to continue contacting the agent.

It stands to reason that as long as Sam. Fisher is out of the horse, so there is no need to worry at all. But for some reason, an inexplicable sense of irritability rose from the commander's heart.

"Is it a delusion......" he muttered under his breath.

- There may be incredible dangers hidden in this refuge. Leaving this place now is the right choice.

The commander forcibly suppressed his irritability, opened his status bar and looked at it, confirming the current value:

Character Name: Stellar Wreck.

Domination Points: 0.

Prestige: 0.

Kills: 0

Strength: 17.

Dexterity: 14.

Stamina: 15.

Lucky: 12.

The commander, hiding in the rubble, stared at the newsstand door in silence and waited patiently for about five minutes for the closed metal door to open again.

The black-clad agent stepped out, but his movements were noticeably sluggish, not at all as agile as usual. Sam. Two streaks of blood flowed from the top of Fisher's head, and he limped towards the ruins.

Seeing this scene, the stellar wreckage immediately greeted it, and the expression on the wrinkled face of vicissitudes suddenly became solemn.

He grabbed Sam's right arm, helped the agent into the rubble, and asked unequivocally, "What's next?" ”

The agent shook his head, took off the three-barreled eyepiece from his head, handed it to the commander, and whispered, "See for yourself." ”

After putting on the eyepiece, the star's wreckage appeared in front of his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen after witnessing the incredible image.

"This place is not suitable for ...... Use it as a hiding place. Sam shook his head, reaching out to wipe the blood from his forehead.

Facing the overwhelming insect tide alone, it was already a miracle that he could escape alive. If you change to special forces, you will definitely suffer heavy casualties!

"That's true."

The stellar wreckage nodded and ordered the soldiers beside him, "Prepare to retreat." ”

"Commander, what's going on in the vault?" Despite not knowing what was happening, the Engineer noticed something unusual.

"Nothing, goodbye." The commander named "Stellar Wreckage" waved his hand at the Engineer.

"How-"

The words of the question had just begun, and they were cut off neatly by the dull sound of gunfire. The engineer, with an extra bullet hole in his eyebrows, collapsed in the rubble.

From the star's wreckage, this place can't be used as a hideout. In that case, the engineer is completely worthless.

However, the group of people who remained inside may not have died. So, if those people still come out alive, they will be able to receive the "souvenirs" they left behind:

"Before evacuating, set up a mine in front of the newsstand."

At this point, the stellar wreckage raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Let's have some fun with them." ”