The person who climbed out tugged on the rope in his hand again, and then a zombie with his hands tied and his mouth strangled was pulled out of the coffin, emitting a strong corpse smell.

The zombie was full of ferocity. It ran towards the man wearing chemical protective clothing, trying to bite off his flesh and blood with its teeth. However, his mouth was tightly bound by a rope, and everything he did was in vain.

"Damn thing!" The man in chemical protective clothing cursed, pulled the knot behind the zombie with his right hand, and then kicked the zombie.

The zombies exuding a strong corpse stench fell from the hole and fell into the corridor below. After doing this, the man in chemical protective clothing put away the rope and got into the coffin, reached out to close the coffin lid again, and downwards

Go.

"Huh..." The mercenaries took a deep breath and sat down heavily on the ground.

It really scared them just now, and their entire backs were soaked with a layer of cold sweat, which made them feel chilly. This would make their hands and feet sore, and their adrenaline secretion and heartbeat rate would suddenly decrease, making their bodies extremely uncomfortable.

After a long pause, the hunters gathered together and discussed in low voices.

"Burst shooting, I think we should call all the brothers together to explore. I'm afraid we really don't have enough manpower." Huanric suggested.

Indeed, the opinions put forward by the hurricane are very worthy of recognition. There is no doubt that there must be an extremely large mysterious organization underground in this pyramid that controls these things. If nothing unexpected happens, these people will simply die if they go in.

"I'm afraid we won't have enough time." Click Shot thought for a moment and said, "We have to go in. With the weapons in our hands, we can withstand it for a while. In this way, hurricane, you take the two brothers back the same way... Contact the lurkers, those

Forget it if you don't want to come, probably only the lurkers can help us at this time."

Hurricane thought for a while and nodded.

Afterwards, everyone did not hesitate anymore. Hurricane led two people to slide down the rope. After killing the zombie, he quickly returned to the original route to seek help from the lurkers. Burst shot led the remaining people to conduct tactical deployment, preparing to enter this mysterious place that can produce zombies.

base.

"Brothers, listen." He whispered to the mercenaries gathered together: "Below us is the truth, the truth that can restore our honor, but it is a huge tomb. We may die in it

, and the chance of death is extremely high. Are you ready for the honor we deserve?"

"For the truth, for the honor!" The hunters roared, their eyes full of determination.

Being able to stay and continue exploring, they had already put life and death aside. Now that they have found the entrance to the truth, how can they withdraw?

"Okay!" Burst Shot stretched out his arms and patted his comrade's shoulders hard, and said quickly: "We have no targeted tactics, everything is in a three-three formation. Our biggest enemy is not the zombies, but the people inside. Don't have any

If there is any concern, as long as we encounter people, we must kill them and twist their heads from their necks."

"Can you kick their butts?" a hunter said with a smile.

"Why not?" Dot Shot shrugged and said easily: "Not only can you kick their butts, you can also stuff the barrel of the gun into his asshole and let him see what his feces will look like.

Beautiful scene, haha..."

The mercenaries laughed when they heard this sentence. Their originally depressed mood seemed much better, and their tension was greatly vented.

"Okay, now let's find the truth, for the sake of our common honor!" Click shot fiercely waved his fist.

"For the truth, for the honor!" a low roar came out.

The lid of the coffin was quietly opened, and Shotgun jumped in first, and then all the mercenaries entered the unknown underground world from the coffin.

The sun was still shining brightly outside the pyramid. Hurricane and the two mercenaries escaped from the tunnel and quickly ran towards the south. They knew that their brother was on a death march, and what they had to do now was to find the lurker according to the point-and-shoot instructions.

For some unknown reason, the satellite phone signal disappeared, which seemed to be related to this area. They had to run towards the city on two legs to contact the lurkers and ask for their help.

It's just that the current hurricane has a very uneasy feeling, because last night I could still use the satellite phone to make calls, but now there is no signal at all. It seems to be man-made. But now it is not a question of whether it is man-made, they must quickly

Get out of this area.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and a hunter fell to the ground without saying a word while running. Blood flowed from his chest and instantly soaked into the yellow sand below.

His death was not discovered by Hurricane and another mercenary. His position was originally behind him, and the bullet hit his heart. The moment he was hit and fell to the ground, Hurricane and the other two people had already jumped several meters away.

"Poof", blood spattered, and the other mercenary also fell to the ground silently. But the blood from his body splashed on the neck of the hurricane, which made the hurricane feel strange.

Touching his neck, Hurricane was horrified to see a ball of blood on his hand. Without any hesitation, he crawled directly to the ground, avoiding the snipers in the dark. There was no movement behind him, and he knew clearly that the two men who followed him out were

A comrade has died.

Hurricane rolled quickly and entered an area where he felt safe. He immediately picked up his rifle and looked for the enemy in the dark.

"Puff puff!" Several bunkers were knocked out of the sand around him. The raised sand filled the air and was quickly blown away by the wind.

"Bang!"

Hurricane, who judged the enemy's position through ballistics, did not hesitate to pull the trigger in his hand. Although he did not see where the enemy was in the dark, pulling the trigger gave him a certain sense of security.

Just pulling the trigger may not necessarily bring you a sense of security. On the contrary, it may bring you greater danger.

"Poof", blood spattered, Hurricane's right chest was penetrated by a bullet, and he fell heavily to the ground, his body twitching convulsively.

He is from the Marine Corps and has not experienced many battles. He only uses basic tactics when facing snipers. Unfortunately, snipers in the dark are not ordinary people. Even soldiers with extremely rich experience in special steel combat may not be able to gain the upper hand.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark. This has become a conditional restriction.

The moment he was shot, Hurricane finally found the sniper's hiding place, but he was unable to fight back.

The sniper in the dark was not in the sand, nor was he lying in ambush at the commanding heights wearing a camouflage net. He was hiding among the bones of a cow, and his entire body was wrapped in cowhide.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out. Hurricane Commission used all his strength to pick up the rifle in his hand and aim, but the pain in his chest held his body, making it extremely difficult for him to move.

At this moment, he vaguely saw a figure walking up to him, and then he lay heavily on the ground and passed out.

"This guy probably won't survive." Swart, whose hands were covered in blood, gave up on helping the hurricane and took out a bottle of morphine to inject him.

Injecting a shot of morphine, Swart saved Hurricane's collar, stretched out his big hand and slapped him hard in the face.

"Pah! Pah!"

The sound of contact between palms and cheeks was heard, and Hurricane's pale cheek turned rosy. These two slaps accelerated the blood flow on his face, gradually waking him up from his coma.

"Ah!..." A painful cry came from Hurricane's mouth. He opened his eyes and saw Swart, and saw the lurkers standing behind Swart.

"Help me...save me..." Hurricane made a cry for survival, reaching out to hold Swart's wrist tightly, with pleading eyes.

"Hey, relax, I've injected you with morphine, you can hold on." Swart reassured Hurricane.

After hearing that he had been injected with morphine, Hurricane's mood improved a little. It seemed that morphine was something that could save his life.

"Tell me, what did you find?" Angel leaned down and stared at the hurricane.

"Passage, passage. Go quickly, go help us, otherwise..."

"Where is the passage?" Swart asked loudly.

"In the coffin...the Sphinx..." Hurricane's voice began to weaken, and his pupils seemed to have astigmatism.

"Save me...save...save..."

The voice dropped completely, Hurricane's eyes widened, and streams of blood foam oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"There's no way." Swart reluctantly opened the hand of Hurricane holding his wrist, shook his head and said: "The warhead has a crushing function, and his right lung is already shredded. He can say this sentence as if he has strong vitality.

.”

After closing the hurricane's body, Swart stood up, raised his head to Zhao Ziyang, asked Zhao Ziyang what he should do, and pointed at the hurricane at his feet.

Zhao Ziyang lost the ability to speak. Over time, these guys naturally used gestures when communicating with Zhao Ziyang. You can't expect him to communicate with you using words anyway.

After looking at Hurricane's body, Zhao Ziyang touched his neck and pulled out his soldier card.

Upon receiving this instruction, Swart pulled out the Hurricane's soldier card, stuffed the main card into his mouth, and removed the secondary card.

"I have been to the place he mentioned." Angel frowned and said to Zhao Ziyang: "Do you remember the leaf I mentioned? It was found in that tomb, and the Sphinx relief is very weird."

Zhao Ziyang nodded, he knew exactly where An Qier was talking about, because he had been there too, and he was the one who blew up the hole in the tomb.

"How about we go take a look?" Hunting Fox, who was carrying a sniper rifle and wearing a peaked cap, raised his head and expressed his opinion.

However, Zhao Ziyang shook his head, pointed at his own equipment, then at Angel and Alexandra, and casually pointed at the city behind him.

"Okay, let's do this for now. Let's go back and wait for the other mercenary groups to arrive." Liehu nodded.

In the distance, Pandora dragged a corpse towards here with one hand. This corpse was the sniper hidden in the cow bones. It was just that the sniper had a hole in his head and had been dead for a long time.

"Let's see if we can find any clues from this guy." Pandora threw the body on the ground and said, "I've seen it. There are no marks on his body, but his skills are very good."

It is said that this corpse was brought here to show Angel and Fox Hunter. This guy's sniping skills are very good. If he is placed in the mercenary world, he will not be an unknown person. Maybe Angel will find something.

"I don't know." Angel and Fox both shook their heads. They had never seen this sniper before.

Generally speaking, for high-level snipers, they will have detailed information, which is a must-have in the sniper world. The most important thing is to study the opponent's sniper techniques to learn from experience, and the second is to make judgments

Identity and other purposes.

"The sniper rifle he used is a Russian SVD light sniper rifle, but the sniper firing method is from the German Ninth Battalion." Angel glanced at the corpse and continued: "The snipers of the Ninth Battalion are good at precise sniper shooting, and they like it very much.

Sniping at a sniper point is a very confident expression. Because they believe that they are the best snipers, they are somewhat disdainful of the use of sniper tactics. In their philosophy, a good sniper can be a good sniper without switching.

Complete the mission under the condition of a sniper point. Indeed, the snipers trained in this way are absolutely powerful, but it is a pity that this guy has not yet become an extremely powerful one."

Based on the sniper's sniping technique, Angel immediately recognized the sniper's origin. This was too obvious.

There are two extremes for special snipers. One is to conduct the most detailed survey of the terrain before sniping, and select at least two, or even as many as a dozen, sniper points. They roam around each sniper point to carry out sniper kills.

You don't even know where he is.

The other extreme is to only choose a sniper point for themselves. They use their reactions, speed and unparalleled precise shooting to quickly eliminate all living targets and resolve the battle in the shortest time. This requires a very high level. If it is achieved

At this level, he is definitely a master-level existence in the sniper field.

The Germans, who are famous for their seriousness and concentration, usually prefer the second extreme sniper type, which will be more powerful.

"Should we take a look around? Maybe they have someone pointing a gun at us in the dark." Swart looked into the distance.

"No need to look." Pandora said to Swart: "I have already observed it. There is only one sniper like this around. He is very confident."

Throwing away the sniper's body, the group of people walked towards the off-road vehicle parked far away. They would not rush to help. It was better to be well prepared for this kind of thing, otherwise they would die if they went in.
Chapter completed!