Turn left.

Turn left.

Turn left again......

According to Aldrich's guidance, Yang Fan kept turning to the left, but he didn't know how many times he turned around, and there was still a fork in the road ahead, and there seemed to be no end.

I'll go, this fortress is too big, when will this road end, he let out a desperate sigh.

"Whew!"

Around the corner, a saber slammed in, making a sound of fighting that echoed in the empty aisle.

Dangerous!

The moment he realized that the danger was coming, his body reacted quickly and jumped to the left, but the enemy's attack was too fast, and his right arm still could not escape the catastrophe, and a long wound was immediately cut, blood flowed, the hot pain spread all over the body, and the pistol fell.

The blade of the sword, in the light, reflected the eerie face of the enemy; At the blade, a cold light is refracted out; And the hands holding the handle of the knife are white because of the force, and the green tendons are prominent.

"Whew-", Yang Fan took a long breath, fortunately he hid quickly, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed.

"Who are you, and how do you know the route in?" The sentry looked at the intruder and asked puzzled, and when he saw the pistol on the ground, he suddenly became furious, "Dare to enter the restricted area with a gun!" You don't want to get a chance to shoot a shot! ”

With that, he held the knife in both hands and swung it at the intruder again. Knives, with murderous intent, flutter in the air.

"Hey, don't say cut it......" Yang Fan was cut backwards step by step by the other party, dodging left and right, and had no power to resist at all.

"I can't beat it, can't I run!" Just do what he says, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, he runs backwards.

The sentry followed closely, and with a bang, the knife slashed heavily at the wall, bringing up a cloud of white ash and dust, and taking advantage of this momentary gap, he bowed his head and bent down, quickly rushed to the rear of the enemy, and ran towards the pistol!

With his left foot down, he exerts a slight force, quickly lifts the pistol up, and picks it forward, catches it with his left hand steadily, turns around, aims and shoots, boom, the enemy falls.

"It's good that the football skills haven't rusted over the years, and the gun is a good one." While recalling the glorious deeds of the year, Yang Fan looked at the fallen sentry, and the bullet penetrated through the brain and died directly.

Why did you die again...... It's so hard to find someone to confirm the route, this path should be right?

"Bastard! How dare you shoot! ”

Several sentries rushed forward, all armed with sabers and not armed with any guns and ammunition, and they looked panicked and kicked at the intruder with fierce eyes, expressing great anger at his robbery.

"What about the sentry in front, how did you let people in!?"

"They were all ordered to go out on a mission......"

Yang Fan looked at them blankly, is there any reason to prevent the other party from shooting in the war? Do you want to sit back and wait to be hacked to death? He said he didn't understand the thinking of the characters in the game.

"Put down your gun!"

"I refuse."

"Bastard! If the gun goes off, no one will survive! ”

"Huh?"

"Up front is the control room!"

Explode! The long-awaited explosion! He was a little excited when he heard the news, and asked excitedly, "Is the front really a control room?" ”

"Get out of here!"

No, I want to live, so I must continue to move forward, Yang Fan's heart is extremely sure of this.

"Get out of the way, or I'll shoot." As he spoke, he boldly walked forward.

"What do you want to do!" The sentry's face was full of shock.

He stopped and smiled, "I want to activate the explosive device." ”

A few sentries, you look at me, I look at you, for this situation, they are still the first time to meet, I don't know what to do, but there are only two guidelines about duty: first: prohibit the use of firearms; Second: Obliterate any intruders.

Soon, they looked at each other as if they had found the answer, the best and only way to prevent the gun from going off the fire was to kill the gun holder first!

As a result, their panic and hesitation dissipated, and murderous acuity appeared in their eyes. only heard a "kill", and everyone raised their knives forward at the same time, rushed out, and the movements were uniform, and they had the consciousness of letting go.

Yang Fan stood calmly in place, watching the enemy's movements, he shook his head helplessly, and gently pulled the trigger with his left hand...... Run out of bullets.

The explosion, which did not happen; The sentinels, one by one, all fell.

He stared at the corpse of the sentry and said flatly, "How can a knife be faster than a bullet...... Sorry guys, but I have a task that I have to complete. After picking up a knife from the ground, I started back on the road with trepidation.

The closer he got to the control room, the more he felt an inexplicable tension growing in his body, and the front of him grabbed his throat like a devil's claw, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he had to face it head-on.

"How can it be so quiet......

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, and Yang Fan's pace slowed down repeatedly, making him puzzled that in the next part of the journey, he did not encounter even a single sentry interception, and the aisle was empty.

"Could it be that the sentry I just killed is the last guard?" No way! He denied his speculation, it was definitely not that simple.

The road finally came to an end, and there was no doubt that it was the control room. The door was tightly closed, and the room was dark, and only the glass could see the glittering glow of the machine.

But what about the sentinels of the guards?

Yang Fan's right hand holding the doorknob hesitated for a moment, then retracted, and his intuition told him that this place was a little strange, and there might be hidden dangers waiting for an opportunity behind him.

The more critical the moment, the more you have to calm down, this is the truth he slowly summed up.

With a knife in his left hand and his right hand on the doorknob, he kicked open the door to the control room, hiding behind the wall, leaning over to observe the anomalies in the room.

The room was equipped with automatic sensor lights, which instantly illuminated all the corners, nothing, at least no suspicious figures were found in the line of sight, and there was silence, except for the sound of machines running.

"Am I overthinking?" Yang Fan muttered in his heart, it may be that after staying here for a long time, his nerves have become sensitive, and he has suffered from persecution paranoia, he shook his head and dispelled unnecessary thoughts.

As soon as the self-detonation device is activated, everything will end. He took a few deep breaths and walked into the control room with a determined step.

On the computer screens, showing the real-time situation inside and outside the fortress, covering every aisle and every room, he should have inadvertently glimpsed the screen associated with the control room - a person stared at the screen in amazement, and behind the man, a sentry holding a saber and about to swing it down.

A gust of wind hit, Yang Fan was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly jumped to the side, dodging the fatal blow. I saw the saber slashed on the screen, directly cut in half.

"Grandma's, if you continue like this, you will probably have a heart attack......"

A brick popped out of his trouser pocket, "Can you please stop babbling on a little thing." ”

"Get out of the way!" He shoved the BB machine in.

"Die!" The sentry did not give time to breathe at all, and the saber struck again, slashing from above.

It was too late to dodge, Yang Fan raised his left hand and blocked the frontal blow with the knife in his hand.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound of collision suddenly sounded, and a flash of fire flashed at the junction of the blades, and the huge impact force made his left hand paralyzed, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, hitting the edge of the table, and he grinned in pain.

"I'm afraid I'll be hacked to death if I continue like this...... "He is not a left-hander, and his right hand has long been scratched in the duel in front, and at this moment, he can only resist hard, and the dawn of victory is very slim.

The sentry's attack stopped, and he stared at the computer screen, declaring, "You have no way to escape, and the soldiers who went out are on their way back." ”

Following the other party's gaze, Yang Fan saw a group of soldiers entering the fortress through the red induction ball, and ran forward...... His expression became more and more serious, his heart became more and more worried, and his left hand holding the hilt of the knife was covered with sweat.

No time......

"I'm going to put you to death before they arrive." The sentry smiled wickedly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at his prey, and slammed his right foot into the ground, and lunged forward.

Yang Fan dodged left and right, the knife in his left hand seemed to be a weapon that had lost his soul, and he couldn't use it flexibly at all, and his reaction was even slower by half a beat, so he could only simply swing and block, and he was repulsed again and again, and the knife wounds on his body increased a few times.

There is no time left......

His pace became sluggish, slowly unable to keep up with the rhythm of the opponent, whether it was strength, speed, or skill and other aspects were completely suppressed, there was no hope of victory, he was forced into a corner, there was no way back.

"Take your life!" The sentry held the knife in both hands, and suddenly stabbed straight at the intruder, as sharp as ever, like a flash of lightning.

The familiar breath floated faintly in his body, jumping lightly, and his body was pushed by someone, moving a little to the left in an instant.

However, the knife still penetrated deeply through the right abdomen, embedded in the wooden frame behind it.

"Ahh

"Call it! Louder! The sentry's smile was hideous, enjoying the scream, "Let me help you end this pain and send you away." ”

After saying that, the other party began to pull out his saber vigorously, wanting to end this duel.

The blood slowly flowed out of his mouth, thick and bright, Yang Fan raised his head, his eyes were never firmer, he smiled, it was that kind of relieved smile.

He gripped the hilt of the opponent's sword tightly with his right hand, and the flesh rolled outward, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and the blood stained the entire knife red, making people feel creepy.

The pain is as if the body has been torn apart, and the hands are pounding between the flesh and bones, provoking every pain nerve, and playing a symphony full of tragedy.

"The one who has the last laugh is the winner!"

The saber in his left hand, infused with the last strength of his body, plunged into the heart of the enemy.

Crashed down, the winner, Yang Fan, he held his saber and moved to the console step by step.

On the screen, the soldier was still running, he didn't dare to delay any longer, looking for the location of the switch, and randomly tapping all kinds of buttons with unknown intentions, but there was no response.

There was a tingling pain in his abdomen, and he fell forward on the table, and with a bang, a small platform suddenly rose in front of him, with a big button on it, and the characters "Boom" were written on it.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were raised, "Let me end this ridiculous game!" ”

After that, his world went dark.