Chapter Eighty-Seven: Discord

Kill time in the busy.

Time passes imperceptibly.

Three hours later, the helicopter's speed decreased.

"Here we are." Russell glanced out the window of the machine with some awakening and remembered the situation of the night operation at that time.

The others leaned over the window to look out, leaving Frey sitting silently in his chair.

He wiped the Red Sun Sword and put it back in its scabbard, and simply made a rope and tied it to the edge of the scabbard.

In this way, he does not always have to go to the trouble of holding the scabbard in the palm of his hand, and can always carry it behind his back to facilitate his movements.

"It's normal to start descending and there may be some bumps, don't panic, don't move around, avoid the dangerous consequences of a possible forced landing." The whining voice of the pilot rang out in the cabin.

After a while, everyone returned to their seats, put on their seat belts and waited for the plane to land.

After a long period of turbulence, many people feel the food in their stomachs flowing upwards and the effects of gravity are being felt, and they are just sitting in a helicopter and now feeling this reaction, and speaking of it, they are also afraid of the heights that technology has climbed today.

If they were a little more polite to the driver, they might have chosen a smoother way to touch the ground.

However, if you can choose to become a helicopter pilot, most of them are also lacking in personality.

An elderly driver in the driver's compartment needs to review the safety operation book in person.

In his heart, he directly scolded that this was a book for beginners, and then tore up the safety operation manual and spilled it out of the window.

He tried to force his way down where it was harder.

If he had asked someone else to sit in the passenger seat and look at it, he would have scolded him for being a madman.

But which of these two planes is not a madman?

Crazy researchers, pathological biologists who want to make a breakthrough in the field of biology even if they know that they may never return.

A group of death squads who face death and are not afraid of the dangers of the threat of death.

They see danger as a game of slashing in an amusement park, roaming and reveling, treating themselves as friends of righteousness, wrong, God's outcasts.

The abandoned son is like this, looking down on the world, and can already see life as less important than anything else.

A bottle of whiskey, an inferiority tobacco cigar is lit and a deep breath is made, and they seem to be like a god helping, God kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

As for the hunters, they seem to be unprofessional.

Although most of the causes of this incident were made by them.

However, at this time, the vast majority of people are reluctant to talk about this matter in their hearts.

If it's not their fault, no one thinks it's their fault.

In that case, even if a different group of people are present, they will still make the same mistake.

Those ghost-like creatures are still a mystery, and at the end of the day, it's not a question of who's right or who's wrong.

Helicopter landing.

Once again, the people are back in the place where the nightmare took place, and in front of them is an abandoned farm.

As soon as he put the people on the ground, the driver waved his hand and said, "I hope you can achieve your goal." ”

Then he ran back into the cabin with a "sudden rush".

The noise of the helicopter's propeller sounded, and it took a super whirling wake and gradually flew up.

Many people looked back, and after a while, the plane reached the end of the distance, and gradually became a distant black dot.

Looking at this black spot, I sighed in my heart whether it would come back again.

However, after thinking about it, staying alive is the top priority.

A long-abandoned farm.

More than two dozen people entered and searched, and it didn't take long for them to come out.

"No clues found."

Western Europe shook his head in disappointment, and the researcher who took the lead in the investigation was still full of interest at first.

But when he walked out of the farm, his face and demeanor were already a little lost, and he was the last to come out after the group of people.

It seems that it is difficult to see any other expression than loss.

The others didn't even want to approach him, and came here to investigate the truth about the disappearance of the first two search teams.

Although they found and killed the perfect ghost-like lifeform, there was a thought in everyone's hearts that it definitely had a great connection with the disappearance.

But although it is said that they are looking for them, no one wants to meet them so soon, and maybe when they land again, they are already targeting them in the shadows.

At that time, the loss may not exist, and think about how to survive.

"It's a good thing that I didn't find out, and it means that the neighborhood is safe."

Russell hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, but Theo gave him a blank look and walked slowly around the side.

"Don't forget, what we're here for."

"Of course I know what I'm here for."

Russell shook his head.

"Your purpose is not only to kill it, but also to protect the safety of our researchers, and the most important thing before you can get all of its data, serum, DNA, and best of all I need to find out its routine, and so on."

After looking at it solemnly for a while, Bynum came over to interrupt the conversation between the two, and immediately said: "We are going to set up camp now, stabilize it, and contact the headquarters first to see if we can report the situation here to the top." ”

"Hmph, whatever you want." Theo hummed, and after speaking, turned to the side.

"This one isn't a worry-free person." Russell sighed.

After a while, both sides were busy.

As for the other four researchers on the other side, they got along fairly well and helped set up the tents.

The fifteen people in the camp of the death squads, in addition to helping, also have to do guard work.

After surveying the surrounding buildings, tie up the equivalent TNT chain minefield.

As for infrared surveys, thermal spectrum detectors, life detectors, etc., they are no exception, assembled in the houses of abandoned farms.

The hunters help search around for other clues and return to the pit where they used to fight the Brokeback Flame Centipede.

"Well, weird." Frey looked at the corpses lying in the pit.

"It's a little strange, this flame centipede didn't die like this before."

"I remember that it seemed to have been cut into pieces and was about to die, but what happened to this part of its skull as if it had been smashed by a blunt object."

"The hardness of the part seems to be close to that of synthetic diamond, and the cutting machine also needs to change several blades to work together, is it feasible to use a blunt instrument to smash into erosion?"

"Theoretically, if you use a laser, you can cut it neatly, but the damage to this extent is only caused by a single blow, and there are no other superimposed injuries on the wound."