I followed the captain to a hillside.

"That's all there is to it, right?" I looked at the bumpy mountain road ahead, looked at my team uniform, and felt tired.

"Yo, what? The naïve skull hero is tired lol? ”

I looked at his mocking face and felt like I had seen it somewhere.

"According to the positioning, it should be in front." The captain looked down at his chest, then sat down on a smooth dirt slope.

"It's not that you're tired and want to find an excuse!" I lay down on the ground and looked at the spring woods in the distance, feeling tired again.

"What nonsense, we are cultivating before the war, do you understand Tuntian?" The captain made a joke.

"I'm still burning Chibi! Why not say that they are idealists? "I panted and looked at the sky, and I was sleepy.

"Huh! That's what you said, I didn't say it. "A rock came at my face.

I picked up the rock and threw it at it, then laughed, "Don't make a fuss, I'll rest for a while." ”

I looked at the sky, and the clouds above had been drifting aimlessly, like a drifting bottle in the ocean.

"That's it! Let's go! "The captain kicked me.

My bones softened in an instant, and I felt so weak that I didn't want to get up at all.

"Hurry up, our skull hero."

I listened to his mocking tone, then sat up and shouted, "Here, stop mocking me!" ”

The captain still walked in front, but from time to time he looked down at his chest, and then said with a smile: "Wrong, it should be this way." ”

I followed him, stepping on his footprints, and felt an indescribable sense of relief.

"The captain doesn't seem to be so aloof." I thought so, but it was dark.

"How much longer?" I watched my feet step into those familiar footprints again, and then scolded, "Okay, you? ”

The captain glanced at me, and then rushed up the dirt slope.

I climbed up with him, and then saw familiar footprints.

"We're in a trap, I've encountered it before." The captain looked at the familiar footprints in front of him and the familiar dirt slope in the distance, and unconsciously walked behind.

I hurriedly stepped back, but accidentally flipped over.

I rolled down the dirt slope, crushing several footprints along the way.

"I remember, destroy the footprints!" The captain shouted, pointing to the footprints under his feet.

I barely stood up, and stepped on top of the footprints.

We stepped on it for a while, and in ecstasy, climbed up the dirt slope to see if the footprints in the distance were still there.

"It's suffered, it's supposed to destroy the dirt slope!" The captain thumped the dirt slope below him and shouted angrily.

I turned over, looked at the dark sky and asked, "What about the moon?" ”

As if he understood, the captain immediately turned over and tried his best to find the moon.

"Generally speaking, this kind of trap has an anchor point, and as long as we find this anchor point, then we can get out."

At this moment, he gushed like a knowledgeable doctor.

"How do you know?" I looked at his mouth and asked embarrassedly.

"Oh, I'm in the evil ......," he suddenly realized something, and then said mechanically, "You don't have permission. ”

"Evil what?" I asked curiously as I heard what he said.

"Demon Task Force, alright." A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"It's so naïve, elementary school students have to laugh at you when they come, right? Are you still called an invincible tyrannosaurus warrior? I smiled mockingly, not paying any attention to the embarrassment on his face.

"Alright, let's go."

It dawned on me and I stood up.

The dirt slopes in the distance disappeared, leaving only an endless forest. The winding mountain road seems to have no end, tormenting my feet all the time.

Suddenly, the captain stopped, then took out his gun, and whispered, "Follow me." ”

I took out the Glock pistol from my waist and followed him.

In front of me was an eerie cavern, with strange blood-red symbols painted on the top and a dark slope below.

"Let's go." The captain moved, extremely unskillful.

With a gun in his arm and a recorder in his hand, he walked cautiously through the gloomy cavern.

The sound of "ticking" lingered in my ears, and the cacophony was like a bat, hanging upside down on top of the cave.

I clearly saw those strange calligraphy and paintings, they were like a perfect work of art, wantonly spreading their perfection to the outside world.

The captain attached a silencer to the gun, and then watched his surroundings warily.

"They're heretics?" I saw the sacrifice on the stalactite, it was a bloody human head, and the previous ticking sound came from this hair.

"Yes." The captain reverted to his former indifference, and seemed particularly unnatural.

I saw the stalactites next to me move, as if it were sticking out its pliers, and clamping my thoughts hard.

I looked at everything in the cave in horror and cried out, "What are they doing?" ”

The captain calmly opened fire, and then replied indifferently: "Enjoy the food." ”

I followed the captain past the pile of corpses, trying not to look at the pile of corpses, but I couldn't help but glance at them.

Just by looking at it, I will never forget it.

The group of deformed people all had some bloated sarcomas on their bodies, and even the "food" they ate was the unrecognizable corpses that had been gnawed by rats.

"Captain." I covered my mouth and shouted as hard as I could, "Are they still human?" ”

The captain looked at me with some resentment, and then shouted, "They must be people, but they are just a little deformed." ”

I pretended to be calm and replied, "Yes, we're just on a mission." ”

The deeper you go into the cave, the more eerie the atmosphere becomes.

First the corpses floating next to the stalactites, then the twisted heads and limbs, all fiddling with what was left of my sanity.

"Don't panic, as long as I'm still here, you'll be fine."

I admired the captain's blandness and then asked him, "How many scenes like this have you seen?" ”

"57."

I wasn't surprised at all, or even thought it was a little less, because what was in the depths of the cave was the craziest thing.

In the depths of the cavern, a group of deformed infidels, chanting strange and sacred incantations around a vast surface of ice.

The ice was surrounded by pieces of flesh that were spreading in both directions, and there were countless screaming human faces.

I couldn't suppress my fear, and immediately pointed a gun at the people in front of me and shouted, "Stop." ”

The captain smiled, then shouted, "Fire!" ”

The deformed heretics stumbled to the ice, and then used their blood donations to draw strange and mysterious symbols.

"Alright, there's one last item!" The captain looked at me with a smile and then pointed a gun at my head.