"!" Lao Zhao shouted angrily, and when he picked up the gun, there was a burst of strafing, and we were not ambiguous, submachine guns, pistols, shotguns, bullets poured into the giant hand without money, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the hand in an instant, and the smell was incomparable.

No matter how strong the combat effectiveness of the individual is, it can't withstand these thermal weapons after all, Lao Zhao is so bullish, it's probably just a matter of a shuttle bullet, and he was blown up by a detonator in the Python Mountain Tomb, and he had to fall into a coma.

However, our firepower didn't seem to have much effect, as the stone-like thing peeled off layer by layer, the giant hand became more and more agile, and suddenly slapped down, the ground shook, and the two teammates instantly turned into flesh.

The whole cavern shook, and the rubble and dust fell in a plop, obscuring the view, and nothing could be seen clearly, except for the sound of gunfire mixed with screams and roars.

There was a "click" sound, and the ground suddenly cracked, and I could vaguely see the giant hand beneath the ground stretch and stretch and stretch, and then a behemoth came out of the crack.

As I backed away, I pulled the trigger and hit the thing, and the bullet case jumped out and hit my face with the residual heat, and it hurt so badly.

Suddenly, my feet slammed and I fell backwards, and I was horrified to find that behind me was not the ground, but a bottomless crack in the ground, through which the sound of rushing water came.

Seeing that I was about to fall into the cracks in the ground, someone threw out a rope, wrapped it firmly around my waist, and pulled me up.

"It's so dangerous," I untied the rope on my body, and just wanted to wipe a cold sweat, when I heard a "boom", a behemoth fell in front of me, and I was slapped, I was shocked, I was already unstable on my feet, and I dodged in a hurry, and I fell into the crack in the ground again.

Before I had time to exclaim, I had already fallen headfirst into the water, this crack must be at least ten meters, the powerful kinetic energy instantly pressed me into the water several meters, the cold water poured into my nostrils and ears, I was caught off guard, choked, almost fainted.

I hurriedly pressed the bracelet I was wearing on my wrist, and the bullet-shaped vial instantly released the compressed carbon dioxide stored in it into the air bag, making it "pop" into the size of a basketball and dragging me up from the water.

The current was so strong that there were reef-like rocks in the water, and I couldn't hold my body at all, and the dead leaves swirled forward with the current.

Grandma's, it turned out to be an underground river, I don't know where it will flow, here the black lights are blind, I can't see anything clearly, I was thinking, coughing, spitting out the water I had just choked into, "Bang", there was a loud noise, the sound seemed to be very close to me, after a few seconds I figured out that it was my head that made this sound, as the so-called slap does not make a sound, and the one who assisted it in making this sound was a rock standing in the middle of the river.

My head was like a party, for a while, the gongs and drums were noisy, the firecrackers were ringing, and the red flags were also flying in front of me, and the mouth and nose were more like overturning the five-flavor bottle, and the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty burst at the same time.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the sand by the sea, the sun was just breezy and not dry, I sat up with my hands on the sand, holding my head that was about to be wasted for a long time, before I realized that I was not here for a vacation, but had just experienced a life-and-death disaster.

It seemed that the underground river led to the sea, and I was washed all the way to the sea after I fell unconscious, and then floated to the shore, and my luck has always been good, if I had encountered a stone like that again, my head would have been no longer a head, but a burst watermelon.

The scenery by the sea is really beautiful, the blue sea and blue sky, the white waves and sandy beaches, the sea breeze is cool, there are colorful shells on the ground, a sea turtle lying on the beach lazily basking in the sun, hearing the sound of my side, slowly twisting his neck, looking at this place curiously.

"Look at your sister!" I said viciously, and the turtle listened, looked at me again, shook itself, propped up its four little short legs, and wagged its tail and crawled towards the sea.

I sat on the beach for a while, and finally came out of that muddy state, and then my feelings began to recover, especially the wounds on my head and eyebrows, which had been soaked in salty seawater for a long time, and it hurt again and again.

I touched my head, and the blood on my head was already scabbed and pitted, and I was in the water, and it was terrible to see.

I released the air in the air bag on my arm, folded it and replaced it with a tube of carbon dioxide, and then tried to contact Lao Zhao by radio.

In fact, the range of radio power transmission is not too far, but our information team has flown a lot of drones, and some base stations that can transmit signals have been arranged along the way, which allowed me to contact Lao Zhao.

But it's just that it can be connected, the signal is really not complimentary, the voice is highly distorted like an alpaca singing, I can only guess that I can probably understand what Lao Zhao is talking about.

He said they had gone out and asked me if there were any landmarks around, I stood up and looked around, and finally I saw a black dot far away from the shore, adjusted the magnification of the eyepieces, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was our boat.

Lao Zhao asked me to wait on the boat, there were our people there, Ling Ling would go over to pick me up, I gladly agreed, dragging my tired body over and preparing to get on the boat, but Lao Zhao suddenly shouted, "Wait, Xiao Li, our base camp can't be contacted......" Before he finished speaking, there was another chaotic current sound, and the signal was suddenly cut off.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao?!" I whispered, but there was no response, only a chaotic "crackling" sound, so there were two situations, one was that there was something strong magnetic that interfered with the signal, and the other was that someone had destroyed our base station and cut off the signal source.

According to Lao Zhao's last sentence, it is speculated that the problem lies in our base camp, which means that it is likely that someone has invaded our ship.

I touched it in my bag with my back hand, but I didn't touch the gun, but I touched a dagger, I held it in my hand, heavy, this dagger is not simple, it is designed by ASP, known as the "strongest cold weapon", it can be regarded as the most cruel dagger in the world.

There is a highly compressed air canister inside the handle of the dagger, with a button on the handle, after pressing down, the ultra-high pressure air flow will instantly spray out along the thin pipe in the blade, piercing into the enemy's body, and the high-pressure air can instantly support the wound to the size of a basketball, whether it is a man or a beast, a knife is absolutely finished, sometimes better than a gun.

I held the dagger in my backhand, and got on the boat lightly, and there were bullet holes and knife marks on the deck and walls, as well as some blood stains that had not been cleaned up, and my spirit immediately became nervous, and it seemed that someone had followed us to the island, hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity, or there was a civil strife.

Now fix the communication first, and contact Lao Zhao is the top priority.

I was somewhat relieved to be able to cling to the bulkhead and move very slowly to the control room, the door closed and the combination lock not broken.

I was about to enter the password when a question suddenly came to mind, and the hand that was about to enter the password froze in mid-air.

The signal was cut off suddenly, and the people who attacked us were probably still in the control room, and even they could listen to the conversation between me and Lao Zhao, and our ship was full of cameras, and my every move was under their control.

As soon as I thought of this, I heard a "click", and the door suddenly opened.