The strange force on the wrist is very powerful.

I clasped the fingers on Brother Leng's neck and made him gasp for breath slightly.

He gritted his teeth, relieved himself a few breaths, and then exerted his strength, only to hear a "rattle".

Forcibly broke two fingers, and a stream of black blood spurted out along the wrist.

Splashed all over me.

"Whew..."

Brother Leng suddenly gasped, if it weren't for me in time this time, he would probably be really lucky.

"What the hell is this?"

I saw my fingers thrown on the ground, as if "alive", and ran away on my own.

He then pulled out his gun, followed by three gunshots.

That thing, in an instant, turned into a puddle of bloody mud and seeped into the cracks of the bricks.

I sat on the floor and took a big breath of air until I felt my body adjust.

I just wanted to say a word to Brother Leng beside me.

The communicator in the backpack suddenly sounded.

I was ecstatic, looked up and looked at Brother Leng, and almost as fast as I could, took out the communication device on my waist.

I'm afraid of missing something.

After cutting off contact with his superiors for such a long time, he must have exploded outside the fortifications.

I held the communicator in my hand and stared at the screen with my eyes, only to find out.

There is no message on it, but it comes from a timer from three days ago.

A crisp alarm rings in your ears.

I suddenly froze in place, and there was an indescribable smell in my heart.

"Three... It's been three days.... ”

The voice of the strange officer still seemed to ring in my ears.

"This mission, codenamed Rashomon."

"The deadline is three days."

"Regardless of the outcome of the mission, I hope you will come back alive."

I was stunned for a moment, the communicator in my hand.

"Smack" and fell to the ground.

A trace of smoke woke me up.

I looked up, and at the end of the narrow corridor in front of me, there stood an iron door.

The walls on both sides, covered with thick dust, seemed to gradually distort as the smoke drifted by.

turned around, but found Brother Leng, whose face was pale, pinching a cigarette with one hand.

With the other hand, he held the rifle across his chest and looked at it carefully.

"Brother can't take you home, you have to take care of the road ahead."

The communicator on his backpack was also ringing with an alarm.

This was pre-agreed upon by the platoon commander before we entered the fortifications.

Suddenly, he said this coldly.

Caught me off guard.

I don't know why, I just think his words are very strange and weird.

Radiating sadness.

I snatched the heavy rifle from his hand, for fear that he would do something stupid.

He was defenseless, but looked at me blankly, and there were tears on his face.

"Brother Leng cried."

I don't know, what would a person like him shed tears for?

Just for a moment, I felt that the incident happened suddenly, and there was a buzz in my head, and then it exploded.

"Live well."

He jerked his chest up, almost hoarsely, and roared at me.

A faint ** smell sniffed into my nose.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy package and map were buckled on the body.

Brother Leng almost kicked me out, this force was extremely great, and I was kicked out of more than ten meters in an instant.

until he glides on the ground, leaning against the iron gate behind him.

Brother Leng in the distance in front of him changed his appearance little by little in the dim light.

First the skull, then the arms and limbs, merging with the darkness.

"Click."

Bursts of white smoke came out of his mouth, and his head and body, like a dried scarecrow, instantly turned into charcoal and fell to the ground, emitting puffs of dust and smoke.

"Brother Leng!"

I haven't reacted yet.

The surrounding walls cracked little by little.

Countless specimen bottles, soaked in formalin solution.

Along the crack in the wall, it was pushed in by a mechanical force.

"Smack."

The crisp sound of glass shattering followed.

The milky white creature inside, little by little, stretched out limbs and heads, scarlet eyes, stared at me.

A series of changes made me too late to think.

It's just his eyes, staring directly at Brother Leng's charred body.

I suddenly remembered that at the tip of my nose just now, there was a trace of ** smell.

Just before I could react, a loud bang followed.

"Boom."

Originally, Brother Leng's position exploded in an instant.

The strong ** smell is pervasive, and the huge air wave spreads along the narrow road, nowhere to disperse.

In the end, they pounced on me.

Like a broken kite, I flew upside down with the iron gate behind me.

Countless comrades flashed by, all silent, leaning against the wall or with their backs to me.

Under the white robe, there was dark charcoal-like skin, with the waves of qi that followed.

A dozen living people turned into a pile of dust and smoke in an instant.

Float before my eyes.

I was tossed to the ground by the waves until I leaned straight against the wall and stopped walking.

Only a comrade-in-arms in a white robe beside him, with a faint gasp.

I covered my mouth to keep myself from choking.

Eyes stared straight at him.

Suddenly.

He gradually raised his head.

There was a strangeness in his eyes, and he looked at it with a puzzled expression.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth, and the stars and green smoke filled out.

Like internal combustion, it gradually burns from the inside out. Gone, bare skin like charcoal.

"Smack."

Swing with the wind and turn into a puddle of dust.

The eyes were fixed on the clump of ashes on the ground.

Like you suddenly realized something?

"Three days..."

"It's time for the mission to end."

My scalp suddenly tingled, like ten thousand ants, a little bit in the skull, tearing at my brain.

I clasped my head in my hands and strained myself to stop remembering.

"Why..."

"Who's going to tell me what's going on?"

My thoughts became clear in an instant, and I suddenly realized.

All of this happened after I left the team.

I have no way of knowing.

Perhaps only the platoon leader's line can know.

The crisp sound of glass shattering woke me up to the rows of specimen jars filled with formalin liquid.

Just like just now, it was pushed in by the mechanism.

"Rashomon..."

"Rashomon...!"

I muttered silently as I watched the "ghost-like" creatures in front of me get up from the ground little by little.

The milky white fetal sac is poked open little by little by sharp claws.

Scarlet eyes, especially striking in the dark.

"Ahhh

My eyes were bleeding, and I pulled the bolt of the rifle in my arms.

The scorching bullet, with the pull of the trigger, instantly excites the barrel.

Before the smell of ** in the corridor dissipated, it was filled with gunsmoke in the chamber of the gun.

I completely relied on, subconsciously acting, to shoot.

in the head.

But he returned again, before he was separated from the team.

Thousands of iron gates carved into the rock walls.

"Is it because of those iron gates?"

But it's obviously me, and the whole person has gone in, why has something wrong with other people now.

Nothing happened to me.

Brother Leng's words before he died still echoed in my ears, and I suddenly realized.

Before the accident happened, he himself had already noticed it in advance.

will be at that moment.

Detonate the armed belt on the hand **, choose and these sudden "monsters".

Fight like Kilkenny cats.