This kind of almost heavy weapon gun is generally very difficult to fire, and now I am pressed in such a small space, the stem is like a tubular rubber band, and the more I struggle, the tighter this guy will tie me.

I was able to fire the gun, but the recoil almost broke my arm in two. The muzzle of the gun is pressed against the wall membrane of the fungus stem, and the air pressure resists the bullet that flies out, and the bullet is a secondary explosion by air pressure, although the wall membrane of the fungus stem must not be able to stop the bullet, but this implosion shell has exploded in the barrel because of the compressed air, and the original rifle has completely become a small-aperture shotgun.

In an instant, more than a dozen fragmented alloy bullets scattered out in all directions, and the membrane of the fungus stem could not block these fragments, and because the muzzle of the squirting fragments was too small, the complete set hit less than a slap.

The wall membrane of the fungus stem was torn open instantly, and the wall membrane was not thick, but it was extremely tough, and it tore a gap, just because of my weight, I directly pressed a larger gap.

I climbed out with the help of my strength, and immediately the fresh air poured in, and I felt a lot more comfortable. The man-eating mushroom broke its neck, and the whole mushroom umbrella and the mouthparts that looked like an anus were broken from it, and the thick fibrous strips twitched, but they could no longer carry the heavy mushroom umbrella.

I was only a little happy for a while, and before I could get up, in several places around me, more than a dozen huge black shadows in the shape of a mushroom umbrella appeared, and I couldn't help but curse my mother, and groped in my hand, leaving only a rifle with a bulging muzzle.

Regardless of anything else, Yu Guang saw that there was no dark shadow in one direction, so he got up directly and rushed into the low mushroom forest over there. The mushrooms burst open as soon as you step on them, and they are full of sticky pus, which smells of rotten fruit and stinking mildew.

In order to prevent these things from getting into my mouth, I used my damaged rifle to smash open the mushroom umbrella of these large and small mushrooms, but there were still small fragments in my mouth, bitter, sweet and sour, all kinds of flavors, it was really not a comfortable errand.

Behind me, the clouds swayed, and a dozen black shadows fluttered diagonally above me, like alien beasts flying in the air, those things were too far away to be seen, but definitely not to my guess, those were more than a dozen giant man-eating mushrooms.

When I was exhausted, my throat was dry, and I kept my mouth shut to keep things in, and the mushrooms behind me flickered far and near, and they didn't let me go until I hit a soft thing in my head, and finally I fell to the ground with all my strength.

I landed on the ground, and there was almost a foot deep mud on the ground, and it smelled like those mushrooms, and there was such a nutrient-rich thing to nourish these mushrooms, and it wouldn't work until they grow.

These mud must be things that rot after the mushrooms die, but after thinking about it, I realized that something is wrong, these mushrooms do not wither after basking in the sun, how can they become nutrients for other companions?

I struggled in the mud for a long time, waiting to be sucked in by those man-eating mushrooms again, but I didn't feel the same way in a long time. I cringed and got up, and there was nothing above my head to keep up.

Ten minutes later, apart from the pain from the various wounds on his body, there was no abnormal sensation, and there was no black shadow in the fog around him, only a gray-white thing in front of him that looked like a rugby ball standing upright.

It grew on the ground, and I touched it with the barrel of my gun, and it was soft, and that's what stopped me. When I got out of the mud and got closer to the thing, I realized that it was a fucking mushroom that was four or five stories high. If anyone has ever heard of the African baobab tree, I'm afraid they will now think of the shape of this mushroom and its proportions to mine.

I can't see the fungus umbrella, but with such a thick rhizome, it can't be too low, and the estimation of the height of a five- or six-story building is probably a bit underestimating this thing.

I touched it with my hand, and it looked like a liquid, and the texture was the texture of the man-eating mushroom that I had just swallowed raw. Immediately I was taken back several steps by the sudden thought of something, this thing ...... I looked overhead, but luckily there was no giant umbrella staring at me, this thick capsule-shaped stem was probably the main digestive tract of those man-eating mushrooms.

And what I have under my feet is digested by it, and then excreted from the body to nourish my own nutrients. I felt nauseous, but the sudden movement of the bulging stalk in front of me made me feel much less disgusted by the mud under my feet.

There are still living creatures in the stems, which is what I immediately thought of, and it is only natural that swallowing things alive and digesting them slowly. I glanced back in the direction I came from, but the estimate of the original location was long gone, and I knew that there would be no one else here just by thinking about it.

I fought hard and forcibly removed a part of the rifle, which was the protective plate of the bomb port, which was added later to prevent the bullet case from burning my arm, so this is the only one that can be easily removed.

The whole protective plate is a piece of aluminum alloy metal less than a millimeter thick, and the shape alone naturally can't use it as a blade, but the conditions are here, and there is no other choice.

I used the sharp corners of the metal shield to cut through the wall membrane of the stem, which was tougher than a cowhide band, and it took me a long time before I heard a pop.

Immediately, a thick black liquid full of sour smell flowed out of the fungus stem, this thing is a temperament, tough is tough, but as long as you open the mouth, there are some heavy objects in it. Immediately the opening will enlarge.

I dodged quickly, and the liquid flowed out of my head, and immediately a black mass flowed out of it. It was a huddled figure, and because the man stretched out as soon as he slipped out, I was immediately sure that it was a person, but the size and the black clothes on his body didn't make me immediately tell if it was my brother or two other foreigners.

When the liquid was gone, and the fungus rod slowly fell to one side, I flicked the man a few times with the barrel of the gun and turned him in the same direction, but his appearance immediately shocked me.

This is not a foreigner, and of course he is not an old brother, I don't know this person, but I immediately recognized the clothes on his body, even though it was corroded by acid.

This is one of the seven masters' gang, I saw him before I entered the village, he was not injured when he was attacked by the old madman in the alleyway, so he was used as a guard for the temporary camp at that time, but why is he here now?

I looked around, and there was no one else. Because I knew the identity of this person, I immediately squatted next to him and shook him a few times: "Dude, buddy, you...... How did you end up here? ”

After a few sounds, the person just kept coughing, and the mouth was full of acid, which stuck directly to the skin, and the corrosion rate was not fast, similar to ordinary acid rain, but once it entered the body without the protection of the superficial keratin, it would instantly corrode all the organs connected to the tracheoesophagus.

This person can't live, at least in his current state, without very advanced anti-infection medical equipment, which is almost waiting for the internal organs to be completely corroded into mud on the ground.

He struggled for a while, trying to speak, but coughed for a long time, and did not spit out a complete word. He eventually gave up, just holding the rifle in my hand in his palm.

I know what he wants to say, he didn't answer my question, he just wanted me to give him a good time, but I don't have that ability, and now I don't even have a normal bullet, I want to kill myself, and I have to be numbered, let alone you.

This person didn't live long after leaking out, the digestive cavity inside the stem was at least much cleaner than the space outside, and there were only a few digestive bacteria, but as soon as he came out, any kind of bacteria floating in the air here could kill him instantly, and there was no good meat in this person's body.

I ran away from the area in some fear, again, the whole area was full of these bulging stalks, most of them were full, and in the mud on the ground, I could find some pieces of backpacks and equipment.

My hopes were completely dashed, and the team of the Seven Great Masters entered this oval valley out of nowhere. Maybe it was the road behind the ancestral hall, I thought about the structure of the entire subsidence area, it is possible, the subsidence area is an intricate valley, they were forced to enter the road behind the ancestral hall, and they accidentally entered this mushroom valley.

The whole army was wiped out, and the tragic scene here can already prove something, dozens of bulging fungus stems, and the number of people in them is basically the same as the team of the Seven Great Masters.

My fate seems to be predestined, but I don't want to die in that sour liquid, there is no way to walk here, the fat man and the old generation may have returned to heaven a long time ago, and Su and the old brother are almost the last struggle in the acid now.

There was no hope, my head was getting heavier, I was gritting my teeth and straightening up, but I was about to dump into the mud. Just a second before I was confused and my nerves were about to collapse, a dull cry suddenly pulled me back to reality.

I spun around in place, and immediately saw another bulge of the stem swaying, and the dull cry came from somewhere. As soon as I saw that I could still call it like this, there might be salvation, and I didn't care about the mud on the ground, so I rushed over.

As I did the same, a curled figure slipped out of the stem again, this person was smaller, and as soon as I pulled it, his soft and boneless body immediately told me that it was a woman.

When I helped her wipe the acid off her face, Tahara's pale face appeared in front of her. Tahara may not have been swallowed for long, and I guess there is still some salvation, but there is still little hope for this place. So leaving first is the key to whether she can survive.

Tian was not heavy, but I was already exhausted and collapsed, and I almost lost half my life when I carried it, and when I climbed out a few steps, I grabbed a backpack in the mud, and finally made me vomit a mouthful of filth.

After staggering for half an hour, this muddy field came out, during which I also saw a number of agitated fungus packets, but I couldn't save them, this one was already my limit, I couldn't imagine if I could get out later, so I finally suppressed the guilt.

I don't know how long I walked, but the ground changed to the same as when we first came in, and there were still all kinds of mushrooms on the ground, and I finally exhausted my strength and stepped into the pit, and Tahara and I, who were carrying it on my back, rolled down the slope on the edge of the pit.

My whole body hurts, and if I had a gun at this time, I really wanted to finish myself first. But lying at the bottom of the pit for a long time, I suddenly felt that something was not quite right under me, and I touched it, it was a stone, a stone with carved marks. Holding back the sleepiness, when I opened my eyes, it turned out to be a bunker hiding from volatile poisonous gases.