When a few of us fell, it gave me the feeling that it was like falling into hell. The heart also sinks with the sinking of the body, and it is the helplessness of falling into a bottomless abyss.

When I fell, I was most worried not about myself, but about giving more to Lisa. Because they didn't come with me before, I don't know what the situation is here. Now that they have fallen together, I am afraid that they are more than lucky.

There was a crackling sound, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and several of us "landed" one after another. I couldn't care about my own comfort, and shouted in the direction of Duoduo: "Duoduo, hurry up and find a way to climb up, there are man-eating rats everywhere here." ”

When Duoduo heard my shout, he immediately responded, "I know, watch out for yourself!" ”

By the light of the flashlight that was swaying in the hands of Dickens and the old ghost, I vaguely saw Duoduo and Lisa jump up, grasp the broken edge of the deck, and set off to climb up. Only then was he ready to turn around and deal with the man-eating animals/animals in front of him. But as soon as he turned around, he was sprayed all over his face by a burst of blood mist.

It turned out that by the time I turned around, a man-eating rat had jumped up and headed straight for my neck. In desperation, Dickens raised his hand and shot the thing, knocking it to pieces. Because of the proximity, my ears were buzzing with the thunderous sound of gunfire. For a time, I lost my sense of hearing.

But the eyes were not affected in the slightest, wiping the blood from the face with their hands. Reach out and pick up the flashlight that fell beside you, and pick up the gun in the other hand to shoot at the man-eating rats that rushed at you. Due to the large number of man-eating rats, the three of us tacitly stood back to back, facing outwards for defense. Everyone is concentrating their own firepower and taking charge of the side they are facing. And Duoduo and Lisa, on the other hand, cover us diagonally above our heads.

At this critical moment, our respective guns did not stop in the slightest. When he saw a moving object, he struck, and for a while, the neighing of rats and the sound of gunfire were one. My ears were already ringing, and I wasn't very sensitive to these sounds. Of course, the impact on the gunfire is also weakened a lot. According to my estimate, Dickens and the old ghost are probably about the same.

Those hateful and ferocious man-eaters, under the attack of our fierce fire, fell to the ground and died miserably, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere. We were also red-eyed for a while, and the more we fought, the more courageous we became, and our mental tension was extreme. The movement and reaction are at the limit, and they don't even need to react, just move mechanically.

If there were living people, it would probably be under the guns now.

In a few moments, there was not much left of the large group of man-eaters. At this time, the old ghost and I ran out of bullets. Knowing this, we hurriedly replaced the bullet clips. In order to be able to stand firmly, we have the space to kick the skeletons, minced meat and other things under our feet far away.

One is that he can stand firm "on the ground", and the other is that he is afraid that there will be a man-eating rat hidden inside, which will not be fun.

Just as we were changing magazines, two or three man-eating rats were coming at us. Duoduo and Lisa saw it from above, and they raised their guns and fired. However, after all, the two girls were not very accurate in marksmanship, and only one was killed. Two of them were still galloping, biting at our calves.

Despite this, our defensive circle has not broken and we are still in formation. Dickens was on his side, and the old ghost and I saw that the man-eating rat was near. Then they raised their feet, and with all their strength, kicked them hard. The two piranhas, the size of the piglets, immediately flew about two meters away.

The old ghost and I both felt that our kicks hurt, but we didn't have time to care about it, so we just quickened the action of finding and changing the magazines in our hands. The man-eating rat that was kicked out gave Duoduo and Lisa a space to hunt. They reacted quickly, and when they saw that the two rats were far away from us, they hurriedly moved their flashlights to chase and kill their targets.

This time, they had a reasonable division of labor: since Lisa's marksmanship was better than Duoduo's, Duoduo would shoot the flashlight and Lisa. Duoduo soon finds an escaped man-eating rat and is already hit by Lisa before it can attack the old ghost. Immediately, he whimpered and turned into a puddle of flesh and blood.

My hand trembled due to nervousness, and I actually dropped the bullet on the ground. I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, the more anxious I was, the more chaotic it became, so I quickly squatted down to pick it up. But at this moment, a foul smell and the characteristic "poof" sound of animal wheezing came to my face. When I looked up, I saw the man-eating rat that had slipped through the net and pounced on me.

Where can I bother to pick up bullet clips? Directly reach for the saber on your leg. The moment the man-eater jumped up and attacked me, he swung a knife and immediately cut the man-eater in two. Only then did he lower his body and pick up the magazine, and quickly changed and loaded it.

And this qiē is all in the eyes of the two of them. Because I'm afraid of hurting me, I can't help it. At this time, Duoduo asked me loudly, "Rain, are you okay?" ”

I waved my hand, said it was okay, and quickly turned on my flashlight and looked around. Not only me, but Dickens and the old ghost too, looking around vigilantly. I'm afraid that something will rush out from the corners and corners of the surroundings. Duoduo and Lisa were on top of us, shining light from above. In this way, our visual range becomes very large.

Surrounded by bloody skeletons and piles of man-eating mouse corpses. We secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but we didn't dare to slack off in spirit and eyes. What is frightening is that there are a lot of blood words written on the walls around the cabin. People can't help but be shocked when they see it, and some of them are still in Chinese.

"Chen Zusheng, curse you not to die well, go to hell!"

"Hell (Thomas Adams, go to hell)!"

"Rqian, fu/ckyou (money Peter, grass mud horse)!"

"Ark, I want your life! I won't let you go! ”

……

And so on, blah I scanned it almost quickly with my eyes, and most of it meant the same thing: curse and curse others. It seems that the owners of these skeletons are all unjustly killed. Looking at their tragic deaths, it is estimated that they were framed or tortured. No wonder I can feel that the yin qi around here is extremely deep, and there is a feeling of being cold to the bone!

We can't stay any longer, we have to get out of this place as soon as possible.

But when I saw my grandfather's name appearing in it, I couldn't help but be shocked! My grandfather's name, how did it end up here?

", owner, isn't 'Ark' your grandfather's name?" The old ghost saw it almost at the same time as me, and said in amazement, "It can't be your grandfather's doing, right?" ”

When I heard this, I quickly stopped him and said, "Don't talk nonsense! That's what your grandfather did. What's so strange about this, there are more people called 'Ark', and it's not normal to have the same name? ”

As soon as the old ghost finished saying this, he and I saw his grandfather's name on the wall at the same time! It was as if the two of us had been struck by lightning, and we were shocked from head to toe. Judging from the current situation, it is by no means as simple as a coincidence. But before I could think much of him, I was awakened by the sound of Dickens's gunshots.

This is not the time to think, the most important thing is to go out first. Dickens also shouted at this time, let's hurry up and find a way. The rest of the miscellaneous (man-eaters) here will be left to him. When he said this, I looked around with the old ghost, trying to find out where I could climb and get out.

However, after carefully scanning the circle, I didn't find a suitable path. The ladder used to get in and out of the cabin was rotten. As soon as I touched the old ghost, it immediately turned to powder. At this time, we saw the flashlight light projected from our heads. Suddenly, an idea came to mind.

"Duoduo, can you hang a rope for me?" I said to Duoduo.

Duoduo hurriedly turned back to find the rope, but Lisa still covered us. After a while, Duoduo finally found a rope that was long enough. When I looked at it, it was the Dyneema climbing rope I picked up in Savannah last time (the strongest rope in the world, which can carry up to 9 tons of weight in a single strand).

The rope is found, but a new problem comes: there are no dangling points! The cabin overhead looked dilapidated, and it was estimated that it was also vulnerable. What's more, I don't feel comfortable taking this risk.

While I was thinking about how to solve it, the old ghost suddenly made a silent gesture to me, signaling me not to make a sound. We all saw his move, so the big guy waited for him to stop his movements and listened carefully.

"Cluck, cluck......" There was a soft sound.

Sure enough, there was a slight, imperceptible sound all around. It sounded like teeth chattering, and it sounded like bones out of place. If it weren't for the old ghost's reminder, I would have thought someone was breaking his fingers. We immediately vigilantly shone our flashlights around to find out where the sound was coming from.

At this time, I was suddenly hit by someone in the back! The old ghost and I were so shocked that we hurriedly looked back. It turned out that Dickens was backing away and accidentally bumped into the two of us. I was about to ask Dickens what was wrong, when I heard the old ghost shout as if he had seen a ghost: "Oh no, boss, these dead man's bones have come back to life!" ”

Hearing the old ghost shouting like this, I hurriedly flashed a flashlight to shine around. Suddenly, my scalp was numb!

The "bones of the dead" that were originally scattered around them were all creaking. Slowly squirming, some even slowly stood up. All three of us immediately put up our guns. It's the first time I've seen a skeleton come back to life!