Yu Xing wasn't the first to spot these faces, and by the time he ran back to the camp, the camp was already on guard.

The gaze is gone.

Wu Runhao just wanted to find him, a brother-in-law who is not worrying, and he was also relieved to see that the person was back.

I took a big breath for the rest.

The third and fourth groups were responsible for the night guards, and they were already facing the place where the white face came from, standing with their guns in hand.

"The second team is ready to support at any time, the medical team is ready to treat the wounded, and the others stay in the tent and don't come out!" This time, Wu Runhao didn't use a loudspeaker, because the people in the camp had already shut up spontaneously, and there was a dead silence.

The experimenters and armed teams generally believe in the existence of necromancy, while the logistics, medical, and miscellaneous personnel all look like they have seen a ghost.

Oh, maybe it's the hell it is.

Wu Runhao said again, "Camera frame, camera, be sure to take pictures of this group of things for me." ”

Yu Xing reluctantly dragged the camera over again.

"You go back and go into the tent." Wu Runhao saw that it was him, and immediately pushed him in.

"Don't, I'm also a cameraman, don't be special at this time, I'll stand back." Yu Xing was reluctant in his heart, and he was very positive on the surface, frowning his face and arguing with reason.

Wu Runhao scolded secretly, he didn't have time to spend time with him, and arranged the safest shooting position for him, and Lao Liu was also placed next to him, taking care of him in the name of beauty.

Those white faces were approaching the camp, and they weren't slow.

The captain of the third group looked at the binoculars, and suddenly burst into a foul mouth, "Damn, what a ghost!" ”

Yu Xing also saw the true face of the ghost thing getting closer and closer through the camera screen.

One thing to say, this is the weirdest-looking ghost thing he has ever encountered in the deduction game.

There are about a dozen ghosts in the lens, with slender bodies and white heads, as if their heads are covered by a lampshade that covers the light source.

The body from the head down is particularly deformed, twisted into a ball like a twist, and several short feet are separated at the bottom for walking.

It's like a polypod, all feet are moving fast, and it's very disgusting.

In the arrangement, they had already entered the range of the armed team, and because of their unthinking proximity and head-numbing appearance, Wu Runhao did not hesitate much, and immediately handed over the command of the battle to the leader of the third group, and asked him to lead his teammates and the fourth group to attack.

"It's all aimed at Lao Tzu!" The leader of the three groups, like the original Longzhou, was also a mercenary, and spoke directly and rudely, he aimed at a white face who ran the fastest, and Peng fired a gunshot.

The white face was hit by a twisted body.

It let out a scream, its face even more painful and hideous, and it quickened its pace in anger and rushed towards the camp.

Behind this white face, the other white faces also seemed to be provoked, and their speed increased in vain.

"Call Lao Tzu!" The leader of the third group roared, and suddenly, all the members of the third and fourth groups shot at the white-faced.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The sound of gunshots was deafening, and Yu Xing frowned in discomfort, faintly hearing suppressed cries from the tent behind him.

It's understandable that many people here don't believe in ghosts when they come to the island, but just to participate in an adventure game.

Logistics and equipment maintenance are people who have the ability, but not necessarily the courage.

I really saw the ghosts tonight, and I guess the atmosphere in the camp will never be as relaxed as it is during the day today.

The good news is that the white faces are falling one after the other.

They possessed entities, bullets were enough to destroy their bodies, and when they were about ten meters from the camp, only six were left on their way.

The roar turned into a wail, and they let out indescribable screams, and looking at the complicated expressions on their glowing white faces, Yu Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

A guess crossed his mind, and he quietly focused the camera on the nearest white face.

With the glimmer of the white faces, Yu Xing saw clearly that the twisted bodies of the white faces were covered with clothes!

It's just that the clothes are twisted and tattered along with the skin, and they can't be seen as they are.

His pupils narrowed, and he squinted at the sides of the white face.

White Face has no arms, I don't know if they were all screwed into his body, he manipulated the camera to change several targets in a row, only to see what he wanted to see from one of them.

Red armbands!

This discovery seemed to announce that the situation was developing in the worst direction, Yu Xing did not hesitate, and immediately shouted loudly, "Brother-in-law!" The white face has a set of red armbands on his body! They're a group of players! ”

Wu Runhao, who was nervously watching the battle, was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly!

The members of the third group and the fourth group were also shocked, and the shooting speed in their hands slowed down significantly.

Wu Runhao seemed to remember something, touched his body, and found that the walkie-talkie was missing.

He shouted back "Who saw my walkie-talkie!?" ”

Wu Runhao's voice came from the camp, revealing a little hidden panic.

A bold logistician came out of the tent, and his white face was surprisingly similar to the white face of the ghost outside the camp, which made Wu Runhao's eyes widen.

"Mr. Wu, when the second group came back, I saw you put the walkie-talkie in your tent." Logistics Road.

Wu Runhao hurriedly asked, "When was it released?" ”

"The second group just came back, when you went out to meet them."

Wu Runhao felt a bolt from the blue.

The absurd speculation could not be suppressed, and he turned his head to the three groups of four and yelled, "Stop shooting, it's an illusion!" It's an illusion! ”

Yu Xing thought of the reason almost synchronously.

He was not far from Wu Runhao, and he heard the logistics words word for word.

"Brother-in-law, your walkie-talkie is in your tent, so what did you take out before?" He reminded Wu Runhao, "You also said that the walkie-talkie didn't move, and the group didn't contact you, if it wasn't the walkie-talkie!" ”

That's certainly not a walkie-talkie.

After dark, everyone was hallucinating.

Wu Runhao thought that the walkie-talkie was on his body, and he didn't bother to think about whether he had left the walkie-talkie in the tent.

Therefore, the call request over and over again naturally cannot be connected.

The walkie-talkie is Wu Runhao's hallucination, and it is also Yu Xing's hallucination.

Their hallucinations are common, indicating that on Necronomicon Island, hallucinations do not have different effects depending on what everyone thinks in their hearts.

So these white faces close to the camp...... What if it's a common hallucination for more and more people?

If a group is just delayed on the way.

If a group has been contacting Wu Runhao, but has not received a response.

If, when the group finally returned to the vicinity of the camp after being more than forty minutes late, they were shocked to find that the camp had set up a gun on themselves.

Wu Runhao couldn't think about it, he quickly ran back to the tent and got the walkie-talkie.

The walkie-talkie was on, and there was a faint moan.

"Call...... Call ......" voice is intermittent, and just listening to it, you can think that the person using the walkie-talkie on the other side is about to die.

The third and fourth groups received Wu Runhao's order to stop shooting, and only one white face was still approaching the camp.

It's slowed down.

It staggered.

It slammed into range of the small flag planted on the ground in the camp.