I braved the darkness and the yin wind that passed through the corridor, and walked forward little by little.

Through the gas mask, the air in front of me became even more turbid, covered with debris, and I was faintly nauseous when I sucked it into my mouth.

I remembered the words of the platoon commander, and I did not dare to go too far for fear of losing my way.

The narrow corridor is covered with traces of manual excavation, and can barely allow two people to pass side by side.

The slate above his head was covered with spots of mildew.

Dusty old-fashioned suspended ceilings, suspended overhead.

On the lampshade, the military code could barely be seen.

I paused, clinging my hands to the wall, trying to stand on my feet and take a closer look.

I only saw a few strings of numbers, and I didn't care.

When I was about to leave, I saw a few characters marked under the lampshade, which seemed to be Japanese.

In an instant, too many ideas came to mind.

"Here..., is it left over from the Japanese army's construction?"

I remembered the words that the strange officer in the green uniform had reprimanded us outside the second floor.

"This mission, codenamed Rashomon, is dated for three days..., I hope you all can come back alive".

His voice, stern and swift, seemed to be delivering some kind of message to us, Scun.

"Project Rashomon."

"Platoon commander, what is the Rashomon plan?"

Similar scenes came to my mind, and it wasn't just me who was confused.

Even when they first went on a mission, many of their comrades-in-arms were a little puzzled.

The tingling pain in my feet interrupted my thoughts for the time being.

I slowed down a little and leaned against the wall, gasping for air.

I don't know why, but since I was separated from the team, I have been feeling my heart beating faster.

Faintly, an ominous premonition echoed in my heart.

As far as the eye can see, there is still boundless darkness.

I hesitated a little whether to listen to the platoon commander and wait for rescue here.

I turned to open my backpack and looked at the water and food that was still abundant, then turned to look at the darkness on either side.

I'm getting a little timid.

The platoon commander's words are right, I should stay here, I believe that it will not be long before they find me.

I turned around and dusted up where I was, revealing a clean and tidy patch of ground.

Sit on the ground, next to the wall.

In my mind, the dream I had just resurfaced, and that one had a hideous face.

The fat man with "his head like a broken watermelon" flashed in front of my eyes, and I woke up suddenly.

For a moment, his mouth was panting.

The heartbeat soared again.

"Puff, puff、..."

I took a deep breath and tried to forget what had just happened.

Covering the backpack over his body, he looked at the same materials inside, and carefully counted them.

The light of the communicator in my hand suddenly woke me up again.

I was a little excited, and I couldn't help but feel happy when I looked at the message from the platoon leader above.

Have they begun to move closer to me?

I don't know what happened to them.

I clicked on the "Receive" button, and there was a cacophony of electronic sounds, which rose and fell with my restless heart.

A rapid gasp came to my ears and made my heart suddenly stir.

"Hummingbirds... Come on. ”

"Run, cough, cough..."

The platoon commander's voice was a little hurried, mixed with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

My eyes widened and my heart chuckled.

"How... What's wrong, platoon commander ... Platoon leader! ”

I shouted a few times at the communicator in my hand, and cold sweat instantly soaked my whole body.

I don't know if the platoon commander heard me, but suddenly he hung up the communication.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

The sound of my heartbeat can almost be heard by me.

"Run...?"

"Why run, what's going on."

I don't dare to think deeply.

The heart fluttered suddenly, and the nerves seemed to be in a trance.

I simply packed my bags, and my calm mind fell apart.

As my heart beat faster, the darkness on both sides of the corridor seemed to surround me little by little.

The drops of sweat on his forehead rolled down and wet the white robe.

"Whew..."

I gasped for air, put on the gas mask on my face again, and limped.

Walk towards the corridor on the left.

"Who!".

I don't know if it's because of the effect of psychology, or if the platoon commander's words reveal a certain meaning.

Just as I was trying to move forward, there was a sound of footsteps behind me.

Broken, the original silence.

The atmosphere here was already oppressive, remember in "In the team, the first class".

That's how to face the repression in the secret room.

This is a kind of effect of the human heart, and when people are in a secret room or a lonely environment, they will always unconsciously fantasize about something, "terrible thoughts."

I don't know, is the footsteps behind me really there?

I just stared straight ahead, and my ears were silent.

The speed under his feet gradually increased, holding on to the wall with one hand, and walking towards the end of the corridor in the darkness little by little.

I didn't dare to run.

I didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, and I silently recited words like "Amitabha, it's all an illusion" in my heart.

The footsteps behind him became clearer and clearer.

More urgently.

It was as if a group of people were approaching me quickly.

I started to panic, and my inner defense gradually collapsed.

The more scared I was, the more I ran.

As the speed became faster, my heart involuntarily became more flustered.

It's like from the bottom of my heart, I've confirmed that there is indeed something chasing me behind me.

I couldn't think of it, and I didn't know what was behind me.

The darkness in front of me was gradually broken by the light in my hand.

Holding the wolf's eye flashlight, he subconsciously turned on the light to the maximum.

An iron door painted with dark green paint catches the eye.

It was covered with tiny, round spikes.

It's like an old-fashioned bank vault with no doorknobs.

There are only round knob switches, and a tiny keyhole.

"Poof."

Because I was so flustered, I accidentally fell at this critical moment.

Suddenly, nosebleeds mixed with nasal secretions flowed out.

My head buzzed, and I just felt that something behind me was getting closer and closer to me.

Frightened, I stood up suddenly, and I didn't bother to wipe it, but limped desperately towards the iron door.

Up to the palm of his hand, he held the round handle on the iron door.

The cold touch suddenly sobered me up a little.

I plucked up my courage and turned my head to look behind me.

only to find that the lonely corridor was empty.

Only the yin wind was blowing, with a chill coming from the bottom of my heart.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"It turns out that they're all ... It's yourself who scares yourself...".

I snorted and sneered, thinking that I could only blame myself, my mental capacity was too small.

hallucinations.

If it was Brother Leng or the platoon commander, there would never be such a joke.

I furrowed my brow and cautiously opened my eyes.

It's still the same in front of you.

"Okay..., then let's open this iron door and see what's inside."

I muttered to myself, my voice echoing through the corridor, all to embolden myself.

It was the moment I turned my head.

Behind him, the oppressive and tense atmosphere instantly surged like a tide.

It was as if something, something unknown, was quietly looking at me in the dark.

My instincts made me trance-like again.

My eyes widened and I turned my head cautiously again.

The scene in front of me is no different from what it was just now.

I was a little flustered, but I couldn't explain the feeling I just felt.

Suddenly, there was a glimmer of light overhead.

The chandelier of the corridor was actually lit.

First the one furthest away from me, and then then.

"The second."

"The third."

"Fourth."

A familiar and fearful aura was approaching me little by little.

I remember that the light bulbs here were all damaged, how could it be that after so many years, they suddenly lit up.

Hold back a trace of calmness in your heart, freeze your mind, and don't let yourself collapse completely.

I slowly closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Whew..."