Twelve motorcycles whizzed through the hills outside the cave, and the soldiers who sealed the entrance to the dugout began the final leg of the journey with refilled ammunition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The silence of the approach to the city of Suzhou was unexpected, with the chill of falling leaves and the creaking of the broken walls against the framed glass windows.

The outskirts of the city seemed to have been swept away by an unknown force, and there was not a single living life as far as the eye could see. Only the roar of 12 motorcycles abruptly stopped.

The fighters had always arrived near their destination within the predetermined time, but the intelligence officers could not give them any further clues about the specific location.

What's even more terrifying is that the blasting robot that is carefully rising against the building sends a video of several long black wriggling lines on the southeast side of the city merging into a black hole in the middle. You don't have to guess to know that it's the other end of the tunnel worm.

Dark purple mushroom blankets have spread to every corner of the city center and the southeast, and all the buildings that originally belonged to humans are now wrapped in a thick "coat", and it is no longer possible to avoid the fungus blanket and go deep into the center, so the assault team simply took this opportunity to learn about the characteristics of the fungus blanket.

It's a slightly elastic finger press, but the touch feels like a thin cookie after it has been broken. Under the illumination of the tactical flashlight, you can see that there are dense cobweb-like silk threads inside, which look like the blood vessels of living beings.

It's like the whole city is moldy.

A large number of insects poured towards the worms from the southeast, which did not mean that the insects in the city had already gone to Jinling first, and the assault team stepped on the fungus blanket and moved gently, and at the same time was vigilant about the movement in the buildings wrapped in the fungus blanket.

After all, those buildings always give people a strange feeling like a morgue, and they can't help but be careless.

"Maybe we should see what's inside these wrapped buildings." Alex whispered, the desolation and dead silence of his surroundings causing him a strong sense of unease.

Although Qin Feng's army has been fighting against the swarm, the soldiers at the grassroots level don't know much about what the swarm does after killing humans, and these are always reported and summarized directly to the supreme commander as battlefield intelligence, and even the veterans who have found some clues are reluctant to talk about it.

Alex has a strong curiosity, and not only him, but every soldier who fights wants to figure out why the bugs are targeting humans.

André had been trying to discern from the blankets that covered the sewers below, and while it was more likely that the underground had become a world of insect swarms, he preferred to try his luck from the ground than to trek all the way through the blanket at great risk.

He didn't have any clear indication of Alex's suggestion, maybe it would be better to cut the fungus blanket and check it out?

The commandos kept an arm's length away and quietly approached a house on the right, like a mushroom blanket covered in melted chocolate, making it impossible to see inside.

In order to avoid the sudden appearance of high temperatures that might attract unwanted attention, the soldiers, who should have opted for a thermo-light knife to cut through the air easily, were ordered to start the cold operation with a bayonet mounted under the barrel of the ADK45 assault rifle, the sharp blade had the feeling of being pierced into the internal organs of the animal when cutting the blanket, and the vascular mesh caused a lot of trouble for cutting.

Regardless, a large piece of fungus blanket was finally removed, revealing a corroded, tattered glass door.

It was a bank hall, and after carefully shaving off the glass residue that could corrode the human body and clothing with a bayonet, a soldier turned on a tactical flashlight and slipped inside.

"Gross!"

André only saw the soldier suddenly pull half of his mask in the afterglow of the flashlight, and a yellow-green cloudy liquid spurted out of his mouth and splashed into the hall behind the glass door.

André, who was following closely, hurriedly grabbed the soldier's back armor and dragged him out, and a foul smell rushed out of the building, and he almost let go of his hand and said that the soldier left it.

Several muzzles immediately protruded into the gate, and they opened fire at the slightest sign of movement.

However, apart from the ubiquitous sound of rustling inside the building as from the outside, there was no such thing as expected.

Soon, André also discovered that the stench was not the soldier's vomit, but the smell of air squeezed from the depths of the building.

The fiber-optic probe that Alex had put in condensed into a suffocating picture after a shudder.

"Are those people?"

Alex's voice was hoarse, his eyes widened, and the veins in his temples swelled and jumped.

A room of corpses had been stripped of their skin, allowing the tentacles-like purple filaments to emerge from the fungus blanket on the ground. The flesh of most of the corpses had been shriveled, and some of them had even been pulled out of their internal organs, and along with the cerebral marrow in the violently smashed skull, they were absorbed by the silk threads that seemed to draw water.

Andrei suddenly understood why the mushroom blanket here had developed into such a large scale, because they did not absorb organic matter from the soil, but directly absorbed the human body!

"The direct transformation of the fungus blanket into a living organism can speed up the development process."

Andre knew that this would eventually become only a sentence in the archives, but the picture he saw in reality was not something that could be summed up by a cold summary.

"Radio communication is on, everybody is marching into the building, we're going underground from here."

"Received, it is forbidden to occupy the line, and if it is not necessary, keep silent...... Wait a minute... Sergeant! ”

A soldier abruptly interrupted the order of the team's report, and he pointed to his feet in the face of Andrei's gaze.

The bayonet on the assault rifle was dotted on the fungus blanket on the ground, and the expired marshmallow-like thing was only dented, but not pierced by the sharp tip of the knife, two distinct properties compared to the fungus blanket-like substance that extended from the ground and covered the building.

Andre's eyes froze, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Lift the gun! Don't put the fungus blanket under your feet! ”

As soon as the soldier raised his bayonet a little, Andrei explained.

"Perhaps the insect colony does not perceive what kind of creature is stepping on it with the help of the fungus blanket, and only when it is damaged, the fungus blanket can transmit the signal of damage, so as to summon the insects to clean up the person who is stepping on it. The claws of a bug are no blunter than a bayonet, so our bayonet cannot pierce it by gravity alone. But as long as you use force, the insects will not actively harm their kind, so as long as you puncture the fungus blanket, you must be their enemy. ”

This may explain why no insects have been seen to encircle them. (To be continued.) )