Chapter 7: The Puppet
Damn itβ"
"What's going on?"
The crowd shouted and shouted in unison, and were filled with anger.
Seeing that these corpses have no blood on their faces, they can't feel the slightest breath of the living, they should really be dead, not pretending to be dead, but at this moment, these people are all alive, their eyes are glowing with terrifying black light, like two black holes, and what is even more terrifying is that the surface of their bodies is pouring out of various weapons like magic.
All kinds of strange metal substances seep out of their palms or the surface of their bodies, condense and transform into various weapons such as knives, swords, shields, and spears.
Xiao Ling took a deep breath, and he felt the breath of these weapons in an instant, which was somewhat similar to his breath, which was the energy of the Rubik's Cube.
These corpses all contain the power of the Rubik's Cube, but, according to Xia Ji, this Rubik's Cube can drip blood to recognize the owner, but once the owner dies, the Rubik's Cube will automatically peel off, and these dead people in front of him are completely opposite.
In Xiao Ling's opinion, they are like walking corpses controlled by power tools, not so much that they are resurrected from the dead, but that everything is controlled by these power tools and making attacks.
Xia Ji said that this force is a product of the train, and now it seems that this is really the case. After these team members entered this train, for some reason, they were controlled by these tools and became puppets of the tools, and these tools were different from my breath, full of evil and strange aura, like a monster. β
Xiao Ling stretched out his left hand, and the soil appeared, forming a knife.
And the oncoming puppet has already fought with everyone.
The most frightening thing is that everyone shoots one after another, and after the bullet enters the body of these people, there is no reaction.
They were already dead, and after a few shots, there were no more bullet holes on the surface of their bodies, which had almost no effect on them.
There is not much space in the carriage, so many people are crowded together, there is no room to move at all, and the two sides are scuffling together in the blink of an eye.
To be able to participate in this operation, there is no weakling, but I am afraid that the weakest ones are ten times the strength of ordinary people, and they can hit thousands of kilograms of strength, but these puppets controlled by the power tools are even more terrifying, the power tools in their hands are huge, and when the sword is waved, the weapons made by humans in the hands of everyone are as vulnerable as tofu, and they are immediately cut off.
"Retreatβ" Zhou Kesheng immediately ordered, and was forced to retreat again, among which the mercenaries took out a grenade and threw it towards the back of the carriage in the distance.
The grenade exploded, and the huge flames engulfed several of the puppets, perhaps the huge explosion caused the puppets to be instinctively shaken, and the attack slowed down, and everyone pushed open the metal door behind them and escaped again.
This time, only forty-one people were left alive to break through the metal door and escape.
Fifty-six strong men entered the train, and in just a short time, fifteen people died.
The forty-one people who were still alive, each of their faces became very solemn, this time Xiao Ling was prepared, and sure enough, as he guessed, he obviously escaped through the same metal door, but the carriage he entered was not the original carriage, but a brand new carriage that had not entered at all before.
This train looks very ordinary, there are seats on both sides, an aisle in the middle, and lights, which look very bright, and there are some luggage placed above, Xiao Ling even saw a bucket of instant noodles, which seemed to have only been soaked for a short time, steaming.
It all looked like an ordinary car, like a moment ago there were passengers sitting here, but at this moment suddenly all the passengers mysteriously disappeared, leaving only this empty train car.
The air suddenly became solidified, and everyone felt an inexplicable chill.
"Old Zhou, what the hell is going on? What the hell is this damn train? Why is it different every time we push open the metal door to enter the carriage? Shi Fei looked at Zhou Kesheng, the look on his face was very ugly.
This situation has never been seen before.
Zhou Kesheng groaned slightly, and Xiao Ling said: "This phenomenon is not difficult to understand. β
This sentence made almost everyone look at him.
Xiao Ling's expression was very calm, and he said slowly: "This train falling from the sky is not a product of our human beings, this kind of bizarre and strange phenomenon is not very difficult to understand, we regard the metal doors of these carriages as a space jump point, like a door of space that can be selected at any time, every time we push open the metal door to enter, it is possible to randomly enter another carriage, so whether we enter the new metal door, or return immediately, but the carriage we will enter should be full of randomness." β
"There are also those who have just come back from the dead, they are indeed dead, but their bodies are controlled by something called the Rubik's Cube, this force is the embodiment of a special mysterious power, according to the previous investigation, this force is the product of this train, maybe we will encounter more of this force puppet next, everyone should be prepared for this."
Xiao Ling's calm tone and attitude infected and affected everyone, and most of them slowly relaxed.
The people who were able to be selected to participate in this operation had more or less some understanding of the relevant information of this train, and after hearing Xiao Ling's detailed explanation, everyone nodded and said that they could accept it.
"It's a pity to say that, if we can take the power tool just now, we can also have the power tool." One of them sighed.
After witnessing the power of Xiao Ling's "Houyi" and "Xiyang", everyone is full of yearning for the power tool, and they all want to have their own power tool, and everyone yearns to become stronger.
Xiao Ling frowned and said, "Just now I felt that those power tools were full of dark and evil aura, like monsters, those power tools ...... It's like being infected by some force, and I think it's better not to be contaminated, otherwise you may also be controlled and become another puppet. β
Xiao Ling's words made everyone's hearts chill, and several people grinned and didn't speak again.
Zhou Kesheng said: "Let's rest here for a while, and by the way, discuss the next action, check a lot of suitcases on both sides to see what is inside." β
The others nodded their heads and took out the suitcases on both sides, and looked through the boxes, finding that there were a lot of clothes, food, and daily necessities, but other than that, there was nothing of value.
Seeing that nothing could be found, everyone found a seat and sat down to rest.
Zhou Kesheng, Xiao Ling, Guo Yongchang, Shi Fei and others gathered together and discussed in a low voice.