The gasoline bombs burned the broken limbs in the corridor to ashes, driving away the strong smell of corpses and opening up a passage. After the temperature of the corridor dropped, the hunters walked inward cautiously. The danger of zombies

It has been lifted, and the front is spacious.

After walking through most of the corridor, the hunters began to become cautious again, because the smell of corpses came from their nostrils again.

The gasoline bombs only completed most of the clearance, and it was impossible for humans to throw the gasoline bombs to the end of the corridor, so after traveling a certain distance, they encountered zombies again.

"Try not to shoot, the sound will attract all the zombies." The point-shooting team members whispered: "Turn off the flashlight and turn on the night vision goggles."

"Pa", all the flashlights were turned off, and everything was dark.

Through the emerald green under the night vision device, he could clearly see a zombie lying at the corner of the corridor ahead. This zombie was the same as a corpse, but the shot was very clear. As long as there was light shining on it or a harsh sound was heard,

These corpses will be resurrected and become zombies.

"Poof", one burst shot penetrated the zombie's head, killing him, then he held his breath and walked around the bend to look forward.

His body paused there, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: all of them were zombies lying on the ground, so densely packed that they almost filled the corridor.

These zombies were in a deep sleep. Occasionally, some of them turned their bodies, but these were all unconscious movements. The smell of corpses rushed towards them, making them make nauseating sounds.

There was a sudden sound, and the zombies began to become restless. They squirmed slowly and raised their sleeping heads.

"Nalotal bombs!" The burst of fire made a sound, and he immediately retreated.

The two hunters behind received the order and immediately stepped in and threw several petrol bombs into the pile of zombies deep in the corridor.

With a "boom", a raging fire burned, and the densely packed zombies turned into fireballs. The flames ignited their highly decayed fat layer, making the flames burn even more vigorously, making a sizzling sound.

The hunters immediately turned around and retreated out of the back corridor, escaping from the rising heat. There were constant roaring sounds in their ears, and when they turned their heads, they could still see fireballs chasing in their direction. However,

The zombies whose fat was ignited could not run far at all, and fell to the ground one after another, gradually being burned into a pile of black coals.

After waiting outside for nearly two hours, the hunters moved deeper into the corridor again.

The fire has been extinguished, and the high temperature has gradually cooled down. The ground is covered with black ashes, and boots make a clicking sound when stepping on them. That is the bones of the zombies shattering under the pressure.

A fire completely eliminated the zombies, the strong smell of corpses disappeared, and you could clearly feel the gusts of wind blowing through.

After continuing to walk forward for several hundred meters, the hunter and his party came to the end of the corridor.

"This is a dead end." Hurricane stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall at the end and struck it back and forth with his saber before making an affirmative sound.

"It can't be a dead end." Dian She frowned and walked forward to knock on the stone wall at the end.

The knocking sound was unusually dull, and from the sound it could be determined that the thickness of these stone walls was beyond imagination.

Everyone turned on their flashlights and began to look for intersections in all directions. When the flashlights shone overhead, they saw a large, dark hole above. The mouth of the hole looked like the mouth of a beast, and gusts of wind came from time to time.

"This is the vent." A mercenary made a judgment and rushed to shoot: "If the guess is correct, these zombies must have been thrown from this vent."

The corridor is full of zombies. It is absolutely impossible to transport them in from outside the corridor. They must be thrown from the vent above. According to the information given by the lurkers, these zombies are just low-grade goods, and may be dumped out of the vent like garbage.

He looked up and then used his flashlight to shine on both sides of the stone wall.

Under the strong light, he saw some mucus stained on both sides of the vent. There was no doubt that the mucus was rubbed off the zombies, and must have been rubbed on when they were thrown downwards.

With a "clang" sound, Hurricane slashed hard at the hard wall with his saber, cutting off a piece of it, revealing a gap. Then he slashed with several more knives, cutting out a hole in the hard wall that was big enough to be stepped on with his feet.

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"Use this." A mercenary handed over a one-handed axe.

Hurricane took the ax and made another gap in two or two strokes, and then continued to cut non-stop, gradually creating a recess in the wall that could be used for rock climbing.

"I'll do it." Click shot took the ax from Hurricane, put the rope on his shoulder, took off the equipment, and bit down on a saber.

The mercenaries immediately formed a human wall and held up the point shot, allowing him to continue digging.

Fortunately, this vent is not very high. Due to the accumulation of people, the distance from the top of the vent is only about ten meters. As long as a few more pits are made, it is possible to climb up.

"Keng! Keng!", pieces of hard stone were smashed by the axe, turning into upward stairs.

It went smoothly, and his right hand was able to grasp the rock wall above the vent. He signaled everyone to turn off their flashlights and not make any noise.

Grasping the rock wall with both hands, his body slowly rose up under the pull of his strong arms, revealing a pair of eyes above.

Under the emerald green light, he could clearly see the vent: it was a tomb, and there were no zombies in it.

With a little effort, he climbed up, holding an ax in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He walked around the tomb in a vigilant manner, then walked towards the corridor leading to the tomb for a closer look, then took off the rope on his body and used

One end was firmly tied to the sarcophagus, and the other end was thrown down.

With the help of ropes, the hunter mercenaries quickly climbed up to the tomb chamber, searching for any secret passages that might exist here.

"There's a corridor over there, maybe something weird is there." Pointing to the corridor, he put on his equipment and walked over.

This corridor is sloping upward, and the air is very good. It seems to have the feeling of ground air. It seems that the vents here go straight to the opposite side, forming a convection.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the screams of his companions came from the tomb, which made a few people exploring the corridor tense up and immediately ran towards the tomb.

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!" A hunter-killer mercenary looked horrified and pointed at the sphinx relief on the wall.

"Ghost?" Dishe looked at the Sphinx relief in confusion, but didn't find anything special.

However, he was still very cautious. After all, what he saw was beyond his understanding. Even if there were ghosts, he could accept it. Another point is that things that can scare people must be weird.

"What did you see?" asked the mercenaries guarding the tomb.

However, except for the mercenary who screamed, no one else saw anything.

"Its eyes will shine." The mercenary who shouted that there was a ghost showed fear on his face. He pointed his gun at the Sphinx relief, swallowed his mouth and said, "The green light is like a ghost."

Eye."

Although he was the only one who saw it, the mercenaries did not dare to be careless at all. This was originally a mausoleum, and there were zombies here. If you are not careful, it may cause very serious consequences.

All the bright flashlights shone on the relief of the Sphinx to reveal its true appearance.

This is a reduced-scale Sphinx according to a certain proportion. Regardless of its shape or expression, it is the same as the large building outside. However, it is more complete, unlike the real Sphinx, which has been damaged by thousands of years of wind and sand.

There is nothing unusual. No one feels anything unusual when they see the Sphinx.

"Perhaps you are overly nervous and hallucinating. This is just a relief. There is nothing weird about it." He shot to appease the frightened companion.

But at this moment, the two eyes of the Sphinx suddenly flashed, revealing a faint green light. With the flash of light, the entire relief statue seemed to be alive, and you could even feel that it was smiling, but it was still the same.

A cruel smile.

With a "crash", all the rifles were aimed at the Sphinx relief, and fear spread.

But the eyes of the relief just flashed and returned to their previous appearance, as if nothing had happened. There was nothing strange around, the mercenaries guarding the corridor did not find anything unusual in the corridor, and there was no meaning in the air, except

That kind of ancient atmosphere that cannot be changed.

The situation they encountered was the same as the one Angel encountered last time, except that the lurkers did not come back to look for the answer, and they forgot about it after a long time. But now the hunters have to look for the answer. Maybe this is right

It is very important to them.

"Look what it is." Click shot waved his hand.

At this moment, a strange noise suddenly came from the sarcophagus in the tomb, as if something was about to burst out of the coffin.

"Creak, creak..."

The moment they heard the sound, everyone held their breath involuntarily, and a wave of coldness instantly rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, causing the scalp to explode and then quickly spread to the limbs.

Everyone knows what the coffins contain. Everyone knows what the coffins in the pyramids contain: mummies!

Ancient tombs in the East will make people believe in the existence of various zombies; ancient tombs in the West will also make people believe in the existence of zombies. Zombies in the East are called red hair, green hair, etc., while zombies in the West are mummies.

The muzzle of the gun silently turned towards the coffin that was making noise. As long as something came out, it would be immediately fired with hundreds of bullets.

"Creak... creak..." The coffin lid began to shake slightly, and was pushed hard by something on the lower right side.

Just when everyone was extremely nervous, Dot Shot suddenly made a gesture, telling everyone to turn off their flashlights and hide in the corner of the tomb.

"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, screeching sound.

The mercenaries' eyes widened, and some even covered their mouths and noses to prevent themselves from making any sound.

A flash of light rose from the coffin, and a white thing came out. He held a rope in his hand, climbed out of the coffin and pulled hard.

Under bright light, a group of people can see clearly: this is not a mummy, but a human being wearing a white protective suit!
Chapter completed!