As a great exorcist who used to be a member of the Monster Administration, Darov naturally received professional training at the special forces level, and he was still able to concentrate on one thing for a long time.

In the training he received, there was also such a thing as "not subconsciously closing his eyes when he was being exposed to a strong light". After all, for soldiers on special missions, one less blink of an eye at a life-and-death moment may save their lives.

So, now, he still keeps his eyes in a state of unblinking, staring at the concrete "statue" across the street. And Hasiner, who was next to him, also stood in place and maintained the same movement. But......

"Where did that guy run Zhang Luo, how long are we going to keep it like this? I can't take it for too long. From under the power armor helmet, a muffled voice was heard.

- Even if he was trained, he could not guarantee that he would never blink, and no one could do that except for some anomalous characters who were "skeletal surprise".

"I don't know." Hasher also had a depressed expression on his face, staring at SCP-173 parked at the doorway on the other side of the street.

Under the watchful eye, the "cute" creature made of concrete, as if embarrassed, turned sideways and pressed its small round hands against the wall, looking shy.

However, both Harzen and Darov know very well that as long as they are not being gazed, this seemingly cute guy will rush over and break their necks at a speed that humans can't react to!

So now, it's natural to think of some other ways to tide over the difficulties:

"You blink first, and call me when you're done." Darov stood still, talking to the Egyptian royal sister beside him.

"Okay." The long-haired woman with a bronzed complexion blinked sharply a few times. Then he said, "Okay." ”

Hearing her words, Darov blinked with relief, and if it weren't for the power armor covering his face, he might have been mistaken for an epilepsy.

"I'm alright, you can blink." He said.

Standing on the street littered with zombie corpses, a battle-hardened exorcist and an ancient Egyptian spokesman for the god of death in the world were blinking like fools in turn.

This sensational scene, if seen by other heretical creatures, will probably laugh to the point of breathlessness.

Thankfully, after more than a dozen cycles, someone who had just left had finally returned:

"Did you miss me?" Zhang Luo's voice came from behind the two.

"What are you doing, why is it so long." Darov complained without looking back.

"I just went to the bathroom." Zhang Luo smiled. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Darov and Hassiner raise their middle fingers at him at the same time.

He didn't respond to the contempt of the two, but just pushed a zombie tied up with black tape and even his mouth was sealed, and stood next to a telephone pole on the side of the road:

"Wait for me, right away."

He had to admit that the "military tape" provided by Frankenstein was indeed super powerful, and the zombies entangled in this tape were completely unable to break free. It is really a must-have for ticket kidnapping and extortion for home travel......

While thinking about it, Zhang Luo wrapped the tape around a few more times, and firmly tied the poor zombie he had captured next to the toilet to the telephone pole.

Zhang Luo then taped the zombie's forehead and neck several times, fixing its head in the direction of SCP-173.

After making sure that the zombie couldn't turn its head, he brutally fixed the zombie's upper and lower eyelids with tape, and glued the eyelids of the zombie's two eyes to his face, making it impossible for it to blink at all.

"Well, that's pretty much it......"

Forcibly turning a zombie into a "human stick" that could only stare at SCP-173 all the time, Zhang Luo wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "You can rest." ”

Hearing his words, the two people next to them breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned slightly when they saw the zombies tied to the telephone poles:

"I just plagued the aliens before, and now I am here to plague the zombies again." Hassiner complained calmly.

"Don't worry about these details, anyway, we can go." Zhang Luo said as he strode through the street and continued in the direction of the city center.

As he wasn't sure how long the poor zombie he had tied up would last, he moved much faster than he had before, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he finally got out of SCP-173's line of sight.

Although he usually looks indifferent, he is also very cautious when facing this kind of "as long as you don't do it, you will die" weapon of cause and effect. After all, no one knows if they can survive if they violate the other party's rules.

Therefore, even with a new body forged by the power of the evil god, he did not want to rashly challenge SCP-173 without being sure.

After crossing the street where SCP-173 is located, the trio are only one kilometer away from the downtown plaza.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and gunsmoke, and the sound of firefights and screams coming from the direction of the square was clearly audible.

The three of them, who are experienced in combat, all know very well what will happen if they go directly to the battlefield without understanding the situation. So now......

"It's time to put the plane out."

As Zhang Luo spoke, he took out a micro-drone that was only the size of a palm from the storage space, and the silver shell of the small plane shone slightly in the sunlight cast by the window.

This reconnaissance UAV built by Frankenstein himself, taking a small and flexible routine, the shape is similar to the smooth kite shape of the B-2 bomber, because the size is too small, and advanced liquid nitrogen refrigeration is also used inside, it is impossible for anti-aircraft missiles and thermal missiles to track it, which is undoubtedly a good choice for battlefield reconnaissance.

"Where's the remote control for this drone?" Darov, who has a lot of research on weapons, was also interested when he saw the drone. As for the Egyptian royal sister Hasier, she leaned against the half-destroyed earthen wall and yawned, apparently not interested in the "topic of men" at all.

"The controller is here."

Zhang Luo rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, revealing the wristband computer hidden under the digital camouflage combat suit, the shell of which was green, simply a tablet fixed to his wrist.

"I'll ...... Is this made by Vault Technologies? Darov, who was very knowledgeable, immediately asked.

"No, this one was made by Frankenstein." Zhang Luo explained casually.

Frankenstein's technology is obviously much more advanced than that of Vault Technologies, and Zhang Luo pressed the button labeled "3D Display" next to the LCD screen, and a holographic projection suddenly appeared in the air above the screen, showing what the drone camera is currently shooting - Zhang Luo's palm.

After confirming that the imaging device of the drone was working normally, Zhang Luo nodded with satisfaction: "It's time to go." ”

-- It's time to find out what's going on on on the battlefield in the center of Donrosk.