"Guji~Guji~"

In the darkness, there were a wave of disgusting sounds...

The blood was covered with scattered minced meat.

A set of rammed radiation suits and clothes fragments were soaked in the blood pool.

His eyes moved forward, a nearly naked body, his body covered with wounds torn from flesh and blood, and his edge was fragile, which was shocking. At this moment, he was curled up, like a terrifying giant baby moistening in the blood. Behind him were four fragmented corpses. Some thick tentacles drew out of the darkness and swam over, rolled the minced meat, and dragged it into the shadow.

“Kala~Kala~”

The sound of bone shattering.

He was still awake ~ could clearly feel the slow and terrible pain. He was like an invisible giant hand, putting himself in the palm of his hand, slowly kneading it slowly, crushing every inch of bone.

Punching the heart and bones.

But what makes people even more frightened is the feeling of falling that seems endless.

He closed his eyes, but could still see the black hole, a path to other worlds. It became larger and larger, until the darkness pushed away the edge of his sight and swallowed himself.

helpless......

Those omnipresent eyes.

They stared at it greedily and wrapped around them. They could feel the sticky liquid squirming around them.

I was as if I had fallen into a huge abyss filled with countless bloody eyeballs. I fell in clusters.

At the end, there is another world, where there is only a mad fishy smell, a whisper that cannot escape, and a life that cannot be understood by oneself.

The huge eyes were as scary as mountains, and the pupils shrank into a gap, which was a terrifying crack that teared the sky.

I am as small as an ant.

An ant being watched.

fear......

They saw themselves, laughed, whispered, and got into this tiny body.

I have become a medium to other worlds.

Let me die~~~ I... do not belong here.

He wailed, and the next second, his spine was crushed and his body was kneaded into a ball, but he was still alive... Those beings finally found a carrier of life with thinking, much stronger than those tiny insects and ants.

The whole space seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and all the minced meat seemed to have power. They began to gather in one direction frantically, like surging flesh and blood tides...

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In the corridor, a five-person team of "Pelephone Poles" finally entered the factory. Logically, it was impossible for them to hear the explosion of a high-explosive grenade, but it was like a pool of dark stagnant water, which was difficult to spread whether it was light or sound.

Everyone turned on the flashlight, but did not expand their field of vision much.

"Come on your spirit! It should be getting closer!" The person who led the night vision device shouted. The night vision goggles did not feel any explosion under the strong light.

Suddenly, a pool of blood dragged at the edge of the sight stretched into the shadow.

The man immediately made a gesture and everyone was on alert.

He looked carefully along the blood... some protective clothing covered with blood... some minced meat... and then~

It was a person... He curled up strangely in the shape of a baby, covered with wounds on his body, and several broken bone forks pierced out of his body, exposed to the air.

But it was obvious that he was still alive.

The "night vision man" was obviously stunned because he recognized this person at a glance, a guy who was not very talkative. He met in the last mission, and this guy risked his life at the risk of failure to contain him.

so......

"Fuck! Shoot!"

He roared almost at the same time, and directly picked up the gun and fired it over.

Just kidding...even if there are no mission requirements, in this case, the first thing that comes to mind must be shooting.

For a moment, gunfire sounds were everywhere. Various bullets were poured into the man's body, and they were directly blown into pieces.

But as the bullets tore his body apart, the splashing minced meat seemed to have life, quickly squirming, and then merged into his body again.

After a long time, the gunshots heard and the smoke of gunpowder dissipated. Under such firepower, the man should have been broken long ago.

But under the strong light, people saw a sarcoma, like a follicle made of flesh and bones, like the corpse exposed to the "abnormal range" in the pre-task video.

It was constantly twisting and struggling, like a lump of internal organs that kept vomiting pus.

In an instant, the flesh suddenly tightened, and tentacles made of flesh suddenly pierced, waving like crazy, and flicking at the people holding the gun.

A few gunshots and screams.

Of course, no one will hear it.

......

In the factory, the sloppy uncle was running, looking back from time to time, completely different from the exhausted look just now.

Although the mask on his protective suit was covered in blood, he could see his extremely fearful eyes through the gap.

What is he hiding from?

But there is nothing around except darkness.

He suddenly fell, and inertia caused him to roll and draw far away, with several green indicators scattered on the ground.

The uncle stood up frantically, then rolled and crawled over, bringing the indicators in front of him, like a poor beggar.

At this time... he saw that the wrist had turned dark yellow.

He locked it down in horror and replaced it with another one in a hurry.

However, the green indicator light lasted for only a few seconds and then turned yellow again.

"I'm fine...I'm fine..." He trembled all over and said nonsense, and suddenly waved his arms forward and shouted, "Get out!!"

Then he turned around in panic and ran into the darkness.

His ears are sharp, so he can hear those weird sounds.

The sound of the bursting of bubbles, the sharp chuckles, the wailing of pain, the roar of wild beasts, countless sounds gathered into terrifying whispers, and penetrated into their eardrums without any mercy... There was nowhere to escape.

"I'm fine..." he trembled to himself again.

Suddenly... there was a strange look in the thousands of strange sounds, which was the sound of the air being quickly brushed through.

More importantly, this sound did not come from that world.

The uncle's pupils tightened, and he reflected in an instant and threw himself forward.

Almost at the same time, a cold light flashed through the position of his head.

"Cow!" he shouted, and quickly turned around in the air where he fell, pulled out his gun and shot behind him.

And the people there have long disappeared.

The uncle quickly got up, leaned against the corner of the wall, and shouted angrily: "Damn it! Why should I die!"

......

"Your protective clothing is broken..." In the darkness, a woman's voice was speechless, cold as if it was a knife, and she couldn't hear the direction coming from.

The uncle bit his tongue and blood flowed in order to keep himself awake for the last bit of slightness: "I work hard to death, and so many tasks, just because the protective suit is broken, I will die?"

He shouted, his voice twisting a little.

"Your indicator... has turned red..." The woman's voice came.

The uncle was angry: "You are the cold-blooded cousin who only knows the mission!"

While roaring, he rushed into the small aisle beside him and stared at the entrance. He knew that the other party had no guns, and that bastard woman had always disliked using guns...

So, in such a small place, no matter how fast she is, she can't get past the bullet.

"Bang!" A light sound appeared on one side of his body without warning. Almost at the same time, the uncle quickly pointed the muzzle at the place where the sound was made.

A stone...?

Just as the muzzle was tilted, a breeze blew by, followed by a bitter murderous intent. She was wearing a protective suit, but she was still thin, and suddenly appeared in front of the uncle. When the other party responded, a dagger had pierced the transparent mask.

The uncle looked at her in disbelief, trembling all over.

"The indicator turns red...must be killed..." the woman said lightly, then turned around and walked out of the path.

The uncle looked at the back and wanted to curse a few words, but he couldn't make a sound. He subconsciously twisted his neck, and as he moved, blood gushed out of his throat.

"It's too fast..." The uncle thought, and he didn't know whether he was talking about that woman, the knife, or his passing life.

Gradually, he felt the mad whispers in his ears fading away, and those things were extremely contemptuous and disdainful.

The uncle suddenly felt very quiet.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

From this point of view, dying...is also very good.
To be continued...