60 years ago, Shanxi was a watershed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a group of people of all colors on the mountain, strangely and neatly standing on a hillside, staring straight and upright at the cave in front of them. Standing in front of him, like a leader, the yellow-haired Caucasian looked at the windy cave in front of him, and asked the person next to him softly in English for a long time.

A cold-faced man beside the leader replied coldly in English, and this cold-faced man turned out to be a yellow-skinned Chinese.

"Hmph......" The leader snorted coldly, and didn't speak again, but looked at the cave with sharper eyes.

After a long time, the leader shouted nothing back.

Three neat responses came from behind him.

At this time, the three of them picked up the hiking bags placed at their feet from the standing crowd and entered the cave without hesitation.

"Ah......h Listening to the sound coming from the cave, the leader and the cold-faced man raised their machine guns and aimed them at the entrance of the cave.

The cold-faced man said something loudly to the crowd behind him, and the leader stared at the entrance of the cave without blinking, and everyone behind him heard the cold-faced man's words and distributed around the entrance of the cave in an orderly manner, aiming the weapons in their hands at the entrance of the cave.

I heard the sound getting closer and closer to the entrance of the cave, and I saw a black man staggering out of the entrance of the cave and shouting something, and at this time, a bronze humanoid object suddenly jumped out from behind and pounced on the black man who had just run out of the hole, biting the black man.

The leader coldly issued an order to the rear, and at this time, the people scattered around the entrance of the cave had already begun to fire forward, but soon the shock was written on the faces of everyone present, and the bullet hit the bronze object only to see the sparks flying, and did not cause any damage to the monster. But the monster rushed up to the left in pain.

The leader methodically spoke a few words to the rest of the people in the rear. The last few men stepped forward from behind, carrying bazookas, aiming at the monster and firing.

After the firelight, the smoke dissipated, and only the large and small openings on the monster in the middle were oozing green liquid, but the pain completely angered the monster, and the monster rushed towards the crowd again, this time more like a one-sided massacre, only the sound of shooting and screams were left in the field, and it was even more strange in this wild place.

After a long time, the blood, mutilated corpses, and remaining ammunition splashed all over the ground in front of the cave in the mountain reminded the tragic reality of the battle just now.

The cold-faced man in the woods was running forward in panic, exhaustion was already written on his face, but he really had no intention of stopping.

I don't know how long he ran, but his feet were already starting to look like lead, but he didn't dare to stop and look behind him.

The cold-faced man kept running, and suddenly there was a strange sound in the woods behind him, which made the cold-faced man's pace speed up a little, but unfortunately the last scene he saw was a spinning tree and then followed by a bronze-colored distorted face stepping on a humanoid object, and a mouth full of fangs came towards him.