"Bang!"

The empty underground "cavern" suddenly reverberated with the dull sound of gunfire, and the sound of the cemented honeycomb cavern bouncing off countless times finally evolved into a twisted cow moo, and some gray-white stone dust swished down the cracked walls. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Andrei's only remaining right hand gripped the wooden butt of the ADK-45, the muzzle of the gun pointed diagonally over his head at the concrete wall at the top of the sewer, and a wisp of white heat with the fragrance of gunpowder floated out of the muzzle heat dissipation hole.

"Are you sober, soldier!" Andrei's right arm was slightly charged until he suddenly snatched the rifle from Amir's hand.

Seeing that the soldier was still so depressed, Andrei didn't plan to discuss anything with him anymore, he moved the safety of the grenade to a position within reach, and then pushed the butt of a rifle against Amir's back.

"Sir......" As soon as Amir opened his mouth, he saw a narrow black shadow smashing against his face.

"Smack!" He quickly reached out to block it, only to find that it was actually his own rifle.

"Take a deep breath, Amir." Andrei continued to pull the gong to help the soldier calm down, but the other seemed to be indifferent to his voice, which he could only understand.

Amir was in a state of inextricable fear, his brain was clearly unable to make accurate judgments under such repression, and he had opened fire into the cavern in front of him without revealing his own position, God knows what deadly monsters would be drawn out.

Either way, the bugs must have come out of a hole in it. Stepping back from the night vision device, Andre leaned down tremblingly.

Even though the voice in his head undoubtedly proved that they had exposed their whereabouts, Andre was still unwilling to just break the jar and turn on the flashlight to expose his body to the other party's sight. He fumbled around the outer armor pouch of his abdomen, and finally found a two-finger-long strip and threw it on the ground.

"Click", the heavy military boots stepped on it, and a sound as if ice crystals were crushed, and a little bit of ice-blue fluorescence spread out from the strip.

According to the instruction manual, the cold light stick should be bent and flung with both hands, and hopefully this slightly rough way will also bring no bad results.

The effective light emitting time of the military cold light rod is 4~6 hours, during which the brightness will not decrease, and the heat sensor device cannot be recognized, but since each soldier is equipped with the most advanced night vision equipment, this slightly "ancient" thing is often abandoned by the soldiers in the preparation before the battle, and they are more willing to stuff a few more magazines in the limited space on the armor, of course, the imperial warriors do not have to think about this problem, their bullets come directly from kinetic energy.

As a levy, he certainly didn't have this kind of equipment, and even when it came to choosing weapons, he crammed magazines and grenades into his body like almost all levies. For them, who have always had to choose only incendiary bombs, frag grenades are undoubtedly a relatively novelty.

Naturally, he had taken the cold light rod from the imperial warriors who had died in battle, and now, this inconspicuous little thing had played an unexpected role.

It showed white marks that could not be found under night vision devices, those traces of crawling by strong beasts that were different from ordinary insects.

Dense white claw marks led to a slightly larger hole, and André kicked the cold light rod through.

With this trace of ice blue light refracting more of the hidden traces, André suddenly noticed that the edge of the cave was slightly different, like ......

"It's like you've been stabbed by something."

Amir leaned in and whispered.

"Close your safe, soldier, I don't want to wait for the next time that voice sounds again." Andrei's gaze met Amir's reddened pupils, his subordinates' willpower was obviously not as strong as those of the dead Imperial warriors, and if he was affected by that voice, he was sure that he would die at the hands of his own people.

Amir subconsciously touched the grenade on his waist, which was his last support to avoid his body being torn apart and eaten, but as soon as his right hand moved, a strange thought suddenly came to his mind, and his right hand, which was about to be raised, slowly put it down.

I just confirmed it once, and there is no need to even expose my hole cards under the gaze of that voice.

"It's a mark that has been wiped out from the inside out." André took a breath of cold, musty air, and his brain couldn't help but feel a twisted tingle, but he also became extremely conscious, and he scraped the edge of the hole with his right hand, and some black substance remained on it.

"It's blood." Andrei sniffed and rubbed his fingers for a while, the sticky nature of the rubbing made his warrior who was dealing with blood at this moment feel extremely familiar. In fact, there is another way to quickly determine and taste it in your mouth.

It seems that you haven't heard of anyone in the army who dares to taste the blood of bugs? Perhaps, but those who were braver than them had almost died in the battle of Taizhou.

"Those alien beasts are creatures of the earth?" Amir asked in a slightly strange tone, one hand pressed against the top of his head, the expression on his face distorted with a little pain.

"Almost, very few of the insects that have been hatched are red, and the ones I've seen are more green liquids, and they are somewhat poisonous." André wiped his two fingers stained with insect blood against the wall, and when he spoke of poison, he didn't care that he had just touched them.

"But now it's not a question of what they are, it's that we've found their way in and out. Are you advanced? Amir...... Amir? ”

Andre shouted twice without reply, and he slowly turned around with one hand against the wall, only to see that the other party was desperately squeezing his brain with both hands, as if he was desperately squeezing a large sponge.

"Boom!"

A concussion from the helmet caused Amir's closed eyes to snap open, and Andrei's piercing cold eyes were met by him.

"Your hands are on your helmet, I don't think that will help you to ward off the sound." Andrei withdrew his fist that had smashed into his helmet.

"What did you hear?" Andre asked sternly, and with the shrill voice of his vocal cords and larynx damaged at the same time, it sounded majestic, but it was even more terrifying in the anthill-like underground.

"I... I don't know......," Amir hung his head slightly, "it seems like a voice is drilling into my head, and it doesn't seem to be, I don't know if it's my auditory hallucinations or if the voice is really ringing again... Damn it! My brain seems to be stuck in a terrible circle! ”

Andrei vigilantly glanced at the soldier's rifle safe, fortunately, it was still closed.

"Forget all the sounds you heard, we're going to get to the bottom of this cave now, come here, Amir, I'll go in first, and once you hear my alarm, leave me alone and get out!" Andrei reached out and patted the soldier on the shoulder.

"If that voice rings in your head again, tell me immediately, understand?"

"Understood! Sir! ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Andre felt a tremor of his palms as he lifted off Amir's shoulder. (To be continued.) )