Chapter 22: The Underworld (Part II)
The four hydraulic stabilizer bolts were lifted one after another, and the cylindrical machinery made a screeching sound when it rubbed against the inner wall of the working shaft, accelerating downward. "Boom!" the massive 45-ton machine reached the bottom of the shaft, and as the output of the nuclear-powered engine increased, the cutterhead in front of the shield machine began to rotate rapidly, and the blades embedded with synthetic diamond crushed the earth and rock, and the crushed residue spewed out like a spring of water from the four waste vents in the back. "Fasten your seatbelts. Xiao Liping instructed, "This one-way train is about to depart." ”
The bulkhead lit up, and the display screen projected information such as the external landscape and soil composition, hardness, temperature, humidity, etc., looking at the pitch-black formation, Gu Tie couldn't help but sigh and said: "I have a bad premonition, Lao Xiao, there is definitely something wrong with your escape plan." ”
"Your hunch doesn't work sometimes, brother. Secretary Xiao replied with a gesture of unknown significance.
The "boom, boom, boom, boom......" shield machine began to work at full strength, the earth filled the working shaft in an instant, and the heavy machinery sank into the dark underground like a depth charge, in a world where there was no light, no sound, no temperature, no sense of direction, only a zigzag line on the three-dimensional path meter guided the direction of progress. With more than two tons of soil left behind every second, the Black Olive Branch EPB can advance up to 1 kilometre per hour vertically and reach the second entrance in half an hour after digging 500 metres. The loud noise and vibration made the three of them stop talking, Xiao Liping controlled the machinery, Gu Tie was thinking about things absentmindedly, and Aqiwei looked at the screen worriedly, looking in vain for the enemy's location.
What they couldn't see was a long iron chain hanging from the tail of the TBM, which swayed in the dirt jet, and a spherical bubble was attached to the end of the chain. Wrapped in the bubble was a man, a 1.9-meter-tall, muscular Argentine man with long brown hair, who opened his mouth wide and created a resonant cavity with a high-frequency scream beyond the range of human hearing, which was crumbling by the heavy dirt waterfall but was not thrown off by the TBM. This is none other than "Screaming Ammasa", one of the four Guardian Knights of the Templar Cross of Thorns, who makes his way around the main power distribution room and discovers that several Brotherhood members have died, and the room has completely changed its appearance. Without hesitation, he used high-frequency oscillations to destroy the floor of the entire room and crept down the underground passage to the EPB working shaft. Before it could attack, the shield machine had already sunk to the ground, and the screaming An Masa immediately grabbed an iron chain and hooked it to the tail of the machine, and rushed to the ground together.
He didn't expect the power of the soil to be so huge, and it took almost all of his physical strength to maintain the cavitation, and Anmasa didn't have time to report the situation to the commander, and of course, he didn't want others to share the great credit. He was pretty sure that the man sitting in the TBM was the perfect candidate for the possibility, as long as he could kill him......
The screaming man smiled distorted.
Meanwhile, in another area of Panshen's cellars, a massacre had just ended. The dark passage was full of corpses, blood flowed quietly on the ground, and a faint moan sounded, "Bang Bang!" A short three-shot shot immediately made the sound disappear, and the beautiful black-robed woman glanced back and said unhappily: "Don't use a rifle, use a knife." The gunfire will scare them all away. ”
"Yes, Lord Deacon. The soldiers saluted with horrified expressions. Dressed in black combat uniforms, digital helmets with night vision, and armed with the latest U.S. Army Individual Weapon System, the rifle automatically converts 5.56mm rounds, 20mm grenades and 25mm shotshots, making it an expensive but efficient killing machine. They were the Execution Corps of Beirusebabu who had been on assassination missions around the world before Constantine destroyed the headquarters of Beirushebab, and were called up to Africa for this mission, using optical camouflage to infiltrate Central Africa from Chad's eastern border in a roundabout way. Although they belonged to different departments, the soldiers had long heard of the horrors of the "gravedigger" Dared Ambrose, and they followed Ambrose far behind, keeping a distance of more than 20 meters from the deacon who was as beautiful as Cleopatra and as vicious as a femme fatale. No one knew what the gravedigger's abilities were, but each corpse was shattered, as if it had been torn apart by dozens of sharp blades.
The entire southern part of the Underground Bunker was in charge of Darley Ambrose, who forbade the Legion of Execution to take the initiative, and single-handedly eliminated hundreds of Ghost warriors, no one could survive in front of him for more than three seconds, and the gravediggers attacked faster than bullets.
Looking down at the map, Ambrose stopped, there were three forks in the road in front of him, and the map did not show that there were forks in the road. “...... When will Homir play some role? That little ** is nesting in the French lair at ease, let me suffer in this hellish place!" The gravedigger opened his red lips and scolded angrily, the tempting ketones trembled in the black robe, and the soldiers in the distance hurriedly looked away and swallowed saliva with difficulty. An officer reported: "It is said that Lord Ammasa has gone to the main power distribution room to take charge of the network, and communication should be restored soon, Lord Deacon." ”
"Humph!" Ambrose snorted heavily. At this moment, a figure flashed in the fork on the right, and the gravedigger's eyes flashed, and the figure immediately broke in two from the waist and fell to the ground. "Uh......h His vision was blurring dramatically, and in the dim view he could see a beautiful silky black robe, and a pair of slender feet wearing red high heels. "Where's the candidate?" asked the coquettish female voice.
"For the sake of ...... For the sake of the ghost's creed......" muttered the warrior foaming blood.
"Poof!" the heel of the heel stabbed into his eyes, and the screams came to an abrupt end. Ambrose stretched out his hand and pointed: "Half of the people go to the middle, half of them go to the left, I'll go to the right, after clearing up, return to the central conference room to gather, if you find a candidate, use the emergency communicator to contact, don't bother me if it's okay." He pulled out his heel, wiped the blood from the corpse, and staggered deeper into the passage.
The fighters breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of silence for the gravediggers to move away, the captain instructed: "The first, second, and third squads are to the left, and the fourth and fifth squads and the scattered personnel are forward, keep in formation, and beware of the ghost's ambush." Good luck ......"
"Bang!" Suddenly there was a round bullet hole in his goggles, and the captain stood there dumbfounded, blood gurgling out of the crack in his helmet, "It's a sniper! Hide!" The soldiers immediately scattered in all directions, hiding against the walls on both sides, looking for traces of the enemy. It was a section of a circular passage on the south side, with two dozen empty rooms on either side, and the doors were locked, so that snipers could only attack from both sides of the passage. The light is so faint that no enemy is visible from the low-light night vision and infrared night vision devices, and the battlefield observer adjusts the eyepiece field of view, and his helmet is equipped with a high-sensitivity super telephoto lens that can magnify a fly from a kilometer away at night to the size of a hen. "Safety...... Safety!" After observing two directions, he gave two safety signals.
The deputy captain, who was automatically promoted to temporary commander, whispered: "After the sniper fired, he shifted, alternate cover and continued to advance!"
The soldiers began to advance according to the tactical formation, and soon came to the three-way intersection, and the deputy captain slowed down slightly to give the next instruction, when suddenly he felt someone on his back push hard, and involuntarily fell forward. The soldier next to him hurriedly supported him, and found that the deputy captain's body was hanging down limply and had lost his life. Blood flowed from the seams of his helmet and body armor, and a bullet burrowed into the narrow slit in the back of his neck, severing his cervical vertebrae like a scalpel. "This can't be!" exclaimed the battlefield observer, "I've been paying attention to the observation, and there's no one on the other side of the passage at all!
At this moment, in his brilliant green night vision device, a bright white spark lit up on the wall of the passage three hundred meters away, and he shouted: "Enemy attack! It's a sniper...... But it's just a stainless steel door, and even if there is a sniper behind the door, there is no way to shoot at an angle!
With that, his head slammed back, and he leaned against the wall and didn't move. A bullet hit the telephoto lens head-on, shattering the lens composed of seventeen pieces of optical glass, and although the bullet stopped in the helmet and failed to hit the human body, the huge impulse acted on the neck of the observer hand, and simply broke his neck. The soldiers bowed down in horror and looked at the other side of the passage of the black hole, "Cover the shot!" The second deputy captain gave the command, the guns rang out, and the grenades whistled to illuminate the road, and for a moment the narrow space was filled with a scorching metal rain. Under such dense firepower, the sniper rifle fired again, and two bullets killed two soldiers. "Bastard...... Can't keep a straight line, retreat en masse into the left fork!" The commander waved his arms, and the soldiers retreated to the left as they fired, and after leaving behind three corpses, they finally left the terrible southern loop passage.
Six hundred meters away, the passage turned in a semi-arc to the north, the wall at the bend was riddled with bullets, and a dozen meters away, a tired sniper sit.
"Joe, it's impossible to calculate the angle accurately, shoot the stainless steel door to make the bullet bounce off the enemy and hit the enemy! How do you do that?" said Amber, an electronic warfare expert at Shiva.
"Let's just say luck. Plus a little bit of strength. ...... No, a lot of strength. Sniper Joe pushed away the night vision goggles and lowered his gun in reply.
"Boss, they shouldn't be able to attack it, otherwise they should have arrived a long time ago. What are we going to do with these two people?" Amber asked, gesturing behind her.
Joe spread his hands and said, "Take it easy, wait for reinforcements, or wait for death." ”