"How far are we?" Someone in the dark passage finally couldn't bear the seemingly endless torment, and a drop of underground seepage mixed with black dirt dripped on the soldier's face, and he wiped the dampness that seemed to burrow into his skin, and asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Shh The tablet-wielding warrior made a silent gesture as he raised the computer screen in front of the inquiring soldier.

The quiet underground passage was silent except for the sound of dripping water, and the soldier only felt that his heartbeat had become the most noisy existence in this small world.

What did he see?! In front of them, a dense mass of countless red dots connected into red color blocks was rapidly moving towards the giant red dot that occupied a third of the screen in the front, which looked like a red river on the screen, more like a raging centipede!

After all, they are not as lucky as the protagonist, four guns, but they can't penetrate the copper wall of insect swarms that need a cluster grenade to break. Moreover, the last grenade that was not detonated was left as a glorious bullet to Sergeant Andrei.

Underneath Suzhou City, about a kilometer away from the four-person team, Andre was being helped towards Shuoyuan in the direction where the insect swarm was attacking. He seemed to have found something interesting among the corpses of the insects everywhere, some of the corpses of the insects did not come from the direction of the worms in the tunnel, but further south.

What's there?

Although Andrei, who has lost an arm, is just a burden compared to the commando, it doesn't mean that he will lie down in this cavitative tunnel and wait for death, since the end of death is inevitable, just do something more before death, even if it is to leave some intelligence records for the command.

Following in a completely different direction from the large group of insect corpses, Andre felt more and more strange. The number of bugs coming from the south was a little too rare, but the blue-black walls of the sewers leading to the south showed numerous white marks deep into the concrete walls.

"Looks like these bugs are much stronger than the cannon fodder that was sent to death, Amir." Andrei grinned and said to the warrior who was holding him.

The sound of the broken gong's throat, which seemed to be leaking all the time, was unbearable and harsh, like two pieces of broken brass rubbing against each other, but the soldier who was close at hand showed no impatience, and he had been carefully supporting the mutilated sergeant, and he did not say a word except for the necessary answer.

"Maybe when we get back, the commander will give us two medals? Speaking of which, no one in our camp has ever received a medal. Of course, if I were a second lieutenant, I would be glad to do so. André made a slight joke, but unfortunately he used the wrong environment.

"We should be worth more alive than dead." Amir said with a frown, his voice still very low, not as hearty as Andre as if he was not afraid of a bug that would jump out at any moment.

"It is difficult for Soviet soldiers to be as loyal to their masters as the imperial samurai." Andrei couldn't help but think that Amir meant it was obvious that the commander should prepare a plan for retreat. He thought very openly about this, no general would pay more than a few ordinary soldiers with tens or hundreds of troops, and if there were, then he must have done so to destroy them.

From the moment the helicopter was shot down, their mission fell into a paradox, and from that moment on they were tantamount to wandering in the gray zone of dispensability. The commander desperately needed someone to provide an entrance to the other end of the tunnel, but almost all of the assault teams that had been carefully prepared for this purpose were killed, and the heavy weapons they relied on were destroyed. On the one hand, there are expectations, and on the other hand, there are expectations without any hope. He was sure that the Supreme Commander must have another plan, otherwise, no matter how great the losses were, he would continue to send troops here.

The fact that the life of a team is not the only salvation mission will be demoralized a lot. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Andrei never expected a Thunderbolt transport to pick them up. No one wants to die, not even a fearless warrior in the face of death.

Andrei habitually shook his head, trying to shake the disgraceful thought out of his mind, but he forgot about his own misery, and this shake almost shook his whole head.

Amir hurriedly and carefully helped the chief to rest against the corner of the wall for a while, and the sound of clicking from his neck bone made his teeth ache even when he heard it.

Specifying that the men who had taken the tablet should have approached the heart of the worm area, Andrei signaled to Amir that he still had questions to find.

The claw marks left by the insects are still there, but the corpse has long since come to an end. It's just that the deeper he goes down the sewer, the more Andre feels a sense of enlightenment.

The black, filthy walls around it had become hollowed out like honeycomb coal, and it seemed that it was not corroded by some liquid, but it was drilled out by sharp weapons. Something that looked like hair and seaweed silk could be seen in the cracks, and when Amir pulled them out, André realized that they were dead fungus blankets.

"Either they've moved somewhere else, or they've been sucked dry by something." Andrei guessed.

"What other bugs can suck up the fungus blanket?" Amir thinks that a more realistic answer should be to suck up the worms in the blanket, after all, it is easy for a whole creeping mushroom to wrap around and strangle a strange worm, and according to the characteristics of insects that always devour each other when they don't have enough resources, this result is not impossible.

"Bugs stronger than mushrooms."

Andre himself felt that his answer was a bit nonsense, he hadn't seen a worm so powerful, even a thunder beast that was invincible on the battlefield of Jinling, would not fight for the creeping mushroom that was like water and invisible, causing everyone's headaches, right?

André looked at the huge underground space covered by countless hollows like a beehive, and a thought couldn't stop drilling through his mind.

"They didn't come to Earth a long time ago, right?"

A gust of cold wind blew through the holes that seemed to be made of a large number of dead people's skulls and hit Andre's body, and he felt a trace of danger inexplicably, and the chill in his heart was more intuitive and intense than that of his ragged body.

Andre pursed his lips and pointed to Amir's ear, then turned to his mouth and made an OK gesture.

"How's your comming?" That's what he meant.

"Everything works." Amir gestured to reassure the chief, but in the next second, his waving hand hung in the air.

Andrei's face became more and more ugly, and something bad had happened. (To be continued.) )