"Let's go, let's go in and see, what kind of fame is going on here."

The platoon commander held a Type 5 or 6 rifle in his hand and suddenly pulled the bolt.

Inside the entrance of the cave, the whirring cold wind lifted the white robe behind him.

I followed the footsteps of the crowd, little by little, down the stone steps.

A flare, flying out of the fiery chamber.

In the darkness, an arc was drawn, illuminating all the light along the way.

In the end, it exploded suddenly.

The strong light illuminates the area, leaving no dead ends.

Albeit only for a few seconds.

But it was enough to keep everyone stunned.

It's a circular space the size of half a basketball court.

The staircase underfoot, carved around the wall, creeps down the darkness.

"It's like a huge deep well."

The cold wind was blowing outward, and the endless chill was unbearable.

I couldn't help but look down.

The abyss under my feet was like a gate to hell, and I instantly felt a chill down my spine.

Cold sweat "crackled... Crackle", slid down my forehead and sideburns.

The stairs at your feet look like a giant python entrenched in the wall of a well. ”

No one knows how deep this is.

I'm thinking about it.

The platoon commander's voice woke me up.

"Everyone, turn on the lights and check all the corners along the way."

"Yes."

The comrade-in-arms beside him responded.

With his hand, he took out the wolf-eyed flashlight from his armed belt.

Suddenly, more than a dozen bright lights shot out, although not as bright as the flares.

But it is more than enough to find out the way ahead.

I looked at my belt, looking for a flashlight.

found that the place where the flashlight should be stored was stuffed with two bottles of "Jiang Xiaobai." ”

Only then did I suddenly recall that before the mission last night, I was with "Brother Leng".

Lingding got drunk.

Barely remembering, stuffing anything into his gear bag.

"I... TM's. ”

I couldn't help but scold.

I thought to myself, I was too unproductive, and after two glasses of beer, I was already drunk and unconscious.

I wore the belt around my waist and quietly covered it.

The face is flushed.

For fear of being seen by other comrades-in-arms and platoon commanders.

The descent was fast, and we stepped on the rusty staircase, climbing step by step.

The surrounding walls are covered with traces of artificial excavation.

It's like scratches.

Shocking.

"I think it's faster to descend with a rope."

in the ranks.

A slightly diminutive but nimble warrior offered to speak.

"Code name Spirit Monkey", the person is as his name suggests.

Although he is not physically dominant, his body is very flexible.

The platoon commander vetoed his proposal, and I looked at my feet, the endless abyss.

It's not quite realistic.

With such a strong light, there is still no end to it.

God knows exactly how far from the bottom is here.

But fortunately, there are so many comrades-in-arms by my side.

I was not timid, I just took care of myself and followed the ranks.

I turned on the communicator in my ear, ready to receive the instructions on it.

Maybe it's the years of the "Fire Head Army", too much.

Or maybe the teammates are too good.

Every time I went on a mission with them, I could only stand last.

Responsible for the task of receiving information and receiving orders.

"Brother Leng", the person is very good.

On weekdays, the two of us often hang out together.

He's a good person, and he's good anywhere.

But there is a hobby that likes to drink.

It is forbidden to drink alcohol in the army, it occurred to me that I had a sudden thought.

The "Jiang Xiaobai" on my armed belt, could it be his prank?

I'm thinking about it.

The team in front of him suddenly stopped.

It doesn't matter if you stop.

The stairs under his feet suddenly trembled.

Many stones, falling into the abyss.

Silently.

There was no response at all.

Walking at the forefront, the "spirit monkey" who was in charge of scouting for the team suddenly whistled.

For a moment, the sound of pulling the bolt.

Qi brushed and pointed to the dark.

"Alert!"

The platoon commander shouted angrily, and turned the wolf-eye flashlight in his hand to brighten the luminosity again.

In the darkness, I saw the "spirit monkey" and ran back in horror.

When this kid encounters something, he is always unhurried.

But today, his behavior does make me feel a little abnormal.

"Platoon commander."

"I found an iron door in front of me, and I thought something wasn't quite right."

"Brother Leng", who was standing behind me, burst out laughing.

"Monkey, what's wrong with you today.

"No matter how weird the mission was, we have also experienced it, why are we afraid to retreat when we see an iron door today."

The platoon commander looked at his comrades-in-arms, who looked a little abnormal, and realized that something might not be quite right.

Follow the footsteps of everyone, slowly move forward.

I saw an iron door covered with green moss, jutting out of the wall.

It was covered with rust.

A chain the size of an arm binds the doorknob tightly.

It seems that he is afraid that some monster inside will rush out.

Iron gate, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The platoon commander breathed a sigh of relief.

The wolf's eye flashlight in his hand swept the road ahead.

But I found that every distance is one meter.

On the wall, there will be such an iron door.

It is also covered with rust, and green moss.

My heart suddenly tightened and my spine scolded.

I don't know why this is happening, but when I look at those iron gates, my heart can't help but tremble.

"It's a bit of an evil thing."

Brother Leng roared, and he also sensed that something was wrong.

These iron gates, as if built against the wall, are coiled with the iron ladder under their feet.

Almost everywhere.

"Be careful, everyone, and report to me as soon as there is a situation."

The platoon commander used the walkie-talkie to shout in the squad's channel.

In my ears, the cold wind was whistling, accompanied by a fishy smell.

From the abyss under his feet, he flew out.

The team has progressed here, and the hearts of all the team members have been cast a gray shadow.

No one knows what it is.

It's just that these iron gates, like stones pressed in my heart, linger.

If you choke in your throat, it is very uncomfortable.

About half an hour.

The speed of the whole team was surprisingly slow.

During the whole process, no one dared to speak out.

As if he was afraid, he disturbed the silence.

Seeing the morale in front of him, the platoon commander was a little depressed, and took the lead in breaking the deadlock and said with a smile.

"Leng Feng, I heard that you gambled with the hummingbird yesterday, and who won in the end."

I woke up suddenly, and suddenly I remembered yesterday's gamble and burst out laughing.

"I just wanted to say a few words, but suddenly the vigilant voice of my comrades came to my ears."

"There is a situation, be on alert."

More than a dozen flashlights shine towards the scene in front of you.

In the dark.

A humanoid creature with its back to us sat cross-legged on the stairs ahead.

It looks like it is lying down, and with the light of the flashlight, a long shadow is reflected on the wall.

"Woooooo Woooooooooo ”

The strange cry, very piercing, echoed in the ears of everyone.

I was frightened into a cold sweat, and the white robe on my shoulders was faintly wet with sweat.

It's slimy and very uncomfortable.

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