The strange visions were fleeting, so fast that it was too fast to even confirm whether they had really happened, Hao Ren shook his head vigorously, but the corridor in front of him was already back to normal. At this moment, a second burst of gunfire was heard in the distance, and he immediately threw aside the illusion he had just made, and rushed to the end of the corridor with the strength of his feet, and behind him was the slightly chaotic footsteps of the other mercenaries.

The terminal was busy tossing its body in the carry-on space, only sharing and sensing information from the outside through its sense of hearing, and when it heard the sound of gunshots and footsteps, it immediately shouted: "What's going on outside?" ”

"Ulanov may have exchanged fire with the guards in this place," Hao Ren said quickly in his mind, "why is this corridor ......so long?"

He remembered that when he saw Ulanov leave, the corridor could still be seen at a glance, but now when he ran over, he only felt that the dark passage stretched infinitely in front of him, and he didn't see the intersection appear for a long time. The footsteps of the mercenaries behind him didn't know when they fell one after another, he turned his head to look, only to see the same dark corridor behind him, and at the end of the corridor Nolan could be faintly seen, but the others around him couldn't see it.

"Strange, what about the soldier who just followed?" Hao Ren muttered in a low voice, and just as he began to wonder if he was under the influence of some kind of illusion, another gunshot came from not far ahead, followed by the dull sound of his body falling to the ground.

The voice was so close that he immediately threw aside the distractions in his mind, and a gust of wind rushed through the darkness in front of him. The next moment. Hao Ren found himself in a dimly lit rectangular hall littered with long metal boxes of unknown purpose. The heavy smell of engine oil and gunpowder smoke came from all directions. He was amazed that there was such a place hidden in the long-abandoned Northland Ring Tower, and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure in the corner of the wall.

Hao Ren ran over quickly. It was discovered that it was Ulanov who had fallen to the ground, and his signature full-coverage helmet would not be mistaken anywhere. The veteran had been shot in the abdomen and chest, all fatally wounded, and a bubbling pale pink mucus gushed out of his wounds, already soaking a large area of the ground around him, and he struggled in pain in this strange "pool of blood", and hoarse breathing continued to be heard under his helmet.

"Ulanov!" Hao Ren shouted, stepped forward and slightly lifted Ulanov's upper body, but he didn't dare to push too hard. Fearing secondary injury, he anxiously asked while taking out the portable medical equipment from his personal space, "What's going on?" Warning machine qì people? ”

"No...... It's human...... It's the enemy," Ulanov's voice was already very weak, and he raised his finger slightly to point to the other end of the hall, "Wearing a uniform I don't recognize, it's a regular army, and the number is ...... Lots of ......"

"Don't talk yet, I have a medical device here. I'll explain to you what it is later. Hao Ren said quickly as he used his free other hand to set the parameters of the simple medical toolbox, he had to adjust the device to the maximum compatibility mode in order for the person in front of him to receive treatment: Ulanov's current body could hardly tell whether it was a human or a machine, and it was probably difficult for conventional medical methods to repair his injuries, and Hao Ren didn't even know which was more suitable for Ulanov's current condition.

"It's useless. My Pump ...... The pump has been pierced," Ulanov's gaze did not stop at all on the silver-white metal box that suddenly appeared out of thin air next to him, and he waved his hand to block Hao Ren's movements. "You're a good man, but it won't save me...... Blood? ”

Ulanov's voice and movements stopped at the same time. His hand was raised in the air, stained with fluid from his body. Warm, crimson, dropping on his helmet and visor, with the fishy sweetness of blood.

Instead of electrolytes and biochemical media, blood flowed out of his body.

Hao Ren looked at this scene in amazement, he didn't know when this qiē changed, but he did remember the scene of electrolyte flowing out of the other party's body just now. Now, however, Ulanov was covered in blood, and the ground beneath him was completely soaked with the warm red liquid.

"My ...... Blood ......" Ulanov's voice suddenly became ethereal, as if his consciousness was rapidly being stripped out of this body, and even out of this world, his head slowly turned to Hao Ren, a mess of his brain desperately thinking about who the person in front of him was before sinking into the darkness, "I...... I seem to know ......"

"Hao Ren, I'm Hao Ren," Hao Ren didn't know what was happening, but he could already feel a huge change taking place around him, it was some kind of inexplicable feeling, from his keen intuition generated by his constant contact with various supernatural forces for more than a year, and he shook Ulanov's body, "What's going on?" You ......"

"Hao Ren, right...... I know you," Ulanov's voice slowly lowered, "Haoren, Grey Fox, Karl...... Heaton...... I saw, the red one, and we all soaked in the ...... Red ...... Inside, the fire ...... The sky is on fire, scorching, out of control, and the whole world is about to burn...... I'm going to ......."

Hao Ren felt that Ulanov's body was gradually getting lighter, as if he was withdrawing from this world, and he desperately wanted to do something to stop the process, but the other party's situation was no longer something that medical equipment could deal with. At the last moment, Ulanov seemed to suddenly regain his strength, he desperately grabbed Hao Ren's collar, but his body was already light and almost nothing: "Heaton...... Heaton was right! ”

Hao Ren felt his collar loosen, and when he blinked, Ulanov's figure had completely disappeared, and only the other party's voice came intermittently from a position above: "I'm awake...... The next dream ......"

"What the hell is he trying to say?" The voice of the number jù terminal sounded at this time, "Will all human beings become philosophers before they die?" ”

"Something abstract, you metal head can't understand," Hao Ren stood up, seeing that the place where Ulanov fell before had been completely erased, whether it was blood or electrolyte, "Nolan must be found, she may know something." ”

Hao Ren put away the medical equipment and ran in the direction he came, but after running out of the hall, what appeared in front of him was an unfamiliar scene.

The dark passage was gone, replaced by a dimly lit alloy corridor, and it wasn't just the difference in lighting - he clearly remembered what the original corridor looked like, and it was definitely a completely different place in front of him, not even architecturally like the inside of the Northland Ring Tower.

"Well, before you find Nolan, you have to find your way back," said the number of terminals, "if that road still exists." ”

Hao Ren clenched the rifle in his hand, prayed casually to his sixth sense, and then found a direction to run: no matter what happened here, at least he remembered that he had come from this direction.

Just as he was running wildly, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from behind him, mixed with jumbled shouts and vulgar swearing. Hao Ren glanced back in surprise, just in time to see a group of soldiers in gray-blue combat uniforms rushing out of the corner of a corridor that appeared at some point.

The soldiers were obviously stunned when they saw Hao Ren, but they didn't hesitate at all, and almost instantly raised their guns in unison, and then opened fire without warning.

There was no warning, no communication, it seemed that the purpose of these soldiers was to eliminate a target other than them, Hao Ren was suddenly a little confused by the sudden attack, and the bullets clanged and burst into a spark on him.

"I'm rubbing! How come there are so many people in this place all of a sudden! He shouted as he rushed forward, shielding the hail of bullets and engaging the soldiers out of nowhere—or a one-sided blow.

Those ordinary human soldiers were already blindfolded when they saw Hao Ren's invulnerability, and then it was completely instinctive to let them continue to pull the trigger, but it was meaningless: the figure of Hao Ren rushing over seemed to these ordinary people to be almost a series of black remnants, which could not be captured by the naked eye. And their unreasonable death-handed attacks also made Hao Ren realize that he didn't need to keep his hands in front of these people, plus he didn't need to use any powerful weapons to deal with these mortal mortals, and with a shield on his back, he knocked out all the enemies in front of him with three strokes and five divisions.

But Hao Ren didn't kill him: he urgently needed to figure out what was going on. (To be continued......)