Inside the nursing home.

Avan: "It's so hot in this place. ”

The further you go inside, the higher the temperature, and there must be a fire somewhere ahead.

Passing by a room, he took off his heavy jacket and threw it on the couch.

"It's like an office. Dr. Ryan? ”

Ivan picked up the work card on the table and looked at it, then dropped it and went back to rummage through the cabinet behind it.

"yes, looks like I've found something good."

He held the bottle, "Scottish red wine, thirty years old." ”

Ivan put his gun on the table, uncorked the bottle, and took a big sip into the spout.

"It was just perfect!"

He couldn't be more than full of praise.

"Hey, where is the meat cooking? It smells so good! ”

Ivan could faintly smell the smell of meat, as if the place where the food was cooked was not far from here.

"When we came in just now we saw five other sleds parked outside, and Broad said there might be other people inside, and they must be cooking meat now. I'm sure they won't refuse to share it with me. ”

Ivan slung the gun over his shoulder, left the room, and followed the smell of meat and looked ahead.

The aroma of the meat is getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature is significantly higher than where it was just now, and the inside of the thermal underwear is beginning to sweat.

"It seems to be a kitchen ......"

Such a large nursing home, before it was abandoned, must have isolated a considerable number of patients, plus the staff, the kitchen to provide food for so many people, the scale must be not small.

Ivan walked past a few rows of iron shelves, and soon saw three pots on the ground in front of him, and there was a fire burning under the pot, and a slightly shorter homeless man was cooking, and the white gas was rising from the pot, and the smell of meat wafted out of the pot.

The homeless man was dressed in rags and had very long hair, which was not easy to see.

Next to the homeless man was a tall companion, who was chopping meat on a table beside him, and the meat was thrown into the pot and cooked immediately.

Ivan also saw that the tall man had cut off something the size of a finger bone and put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

Ivan: "Oh hell, this damn hillbilly still eats raw meat. ”

He walked by, "Hey, man, it's not a good habit to eat raw meat. But...... Can you divide me a little from the pot? ”

However, the next second he said this, he regretted it.

Because he had seen that what was being slaughtered on the table was not an animal at all.

Ivan cocked his gun, "Get out of there, Now!" ”

The two homeless men looked at each other, then threw away their tools and obediently stepped aside.

Ivan went to the pot and looked, "Oh, Fake......"

I can't bear to look at it.

Caught off guard, a hook suddenly came from his back and pierced his neck.

"Ah......h

Avan's terrible screams were heard far away......

……

"What sound? It seems to be ...... Ivan! ”

Broad, who was patrolling the rear, immediately realized that Ivan was most likely in danger.

"Avan, what's going on over there? Please report your bearings! ”

All members of the team wear communicators, and they can know what is happening at the first time.

“…… Kitchen...... Room ......"

Ivan only uttered one word intermittently, and then there was no more sound.

"Damn it!"

Broad was angry and asked Ai Wangou a little, but that bastard just wouldn't listen, and now something happened, right?

It's just that what Broad doesn't understand is that the gate has been guarded by Milton and Winifred, where did Uncle Wick's life-seeking killer come from.

Broad found that he didn't see any flaws in the nursing home, nor did he see anyone else as expected, and there were no entrances and exits at all except for the gate, and even the windows were equipped with iron bars.

It is really incomprehensible that Evan could be killed in the kitchen.

Of course, the sanatorium was too large, and Broad only searched a very limited area.

Broad: "Milton, come to my aid, come to the kitchen. Winifred, you stay where you are and keep watch. ”

The existence that can pose a threat to Ivan must be quite skilled, and it is very likely that Uncle Wick infiltrated the sanatorium from somewhere else.

"Black Caesar" has harvested almost the entire team with the power of one person, such an existence is not something that Broad can deal with alone, and must be assisted by his teammates.

……

Entrance to the sanatorium.

John unscrewed the lid and drank the last half of the jug, the cold that invaded the inside of the veins once again dispelled by the spirits.

John had just searched around the sanatorium, and it was a pity that there were no flaws on the outside, all the windows were welded to death from the inside by iron bars, and there was no possibility of breaking through the outside without special tools.

He was ready to storm.

It's not a way to just consume the people inside, because even if you have the intermediate [Ice Combat] talent and trait [Extremely Cold Body], you will gradually be unable to resist the increasingly severe blizzard.

It's so cold!

Now every breath takes away a trace of temperature in the body.

Unable to enter the sanatorium when his body temperature drops to a critical value, he can only freeze to death and become a frozen salted fish.

Although the gate was blocked by obstacles, John still had a way to break through it.

The sleds parked in front of the door are the best tools to tackle tough problems.

John peeked through the gap and saw that one of the two guys guarding the back had gone.

I don't know why the other person left, but this is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

……

The doorway, behind the barrier.

Winifred was there counting the non-existent ants on the ground, ostensibly on guard, but in fact deserting.

Because Uncle Wick has already appeared in the kitchen, there is no point in staying at the door, and there will be any danger there.

This thought came to mind, and the next second......

The sound of a powerful motor suddenly came from far and near.

Winifred hadn't reacted yet......

Boom!

The bunker bursts out like a child's building block.

A sled motorcycle rushed in in the blizzard.

Caught off guard, Winifred was hit hard and tumbled a few times in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, stunned, and didn't understand what happened for a long time.

It wasn't until John took a gun and aimed the muzzle with a silencer at his head that he vaguely felt that Broad had been deceived.

However, Uncle Wick is here, so who is the one who attacked Ivan over there in the kitchen?

Beep!

A muffled gunshot rang out.

Winifred's head ached, and he never had a chance to know the answer again.

John blew on the muzzle of the gun and touched his shiny corpse......

System: "Congratulations on earning 4240 XP points. ”

I have a lot of experience, which proves that my skills are not bad, but unfortunately I didn't have time to show them.

System: "Congratulations on earning the [Fighting] specialization qualification of 25 points, now advanced (255/300). ”

System: "Congratulations on earning the [Engineering] specialization qualifying of 45 points, and you are now beginner (50/75). ”

I'm a skilled craftsman again, and I'm cheap.