In the dark corridor, Yuan Zhisheng stood quietly with a knife in hand. He closed his eyes tightly and relied only on his ears to prevent Xia Mi from attacking from any angle.
But even if he freely practices the ancient sword style and has rich combat experience, it is difficult for him to concentrate in this situation... His ears are filled with various noises, and dense rainwater hits the top like bullets, incoming
In his ears, there were also the roar of explosions, the sound of guns, and the shrill wails of people before they died.
As the commander of this battle, it was difficult for him to stay calm and ignore everything that was happening on the Xumi Seat, and concentrate on fighting Xia Mi.
Xumizuo needs him, the four groups of Feng, Lin, Huo, and Shan need him. This war needs him. It is very likely that the mission failed because he wasted time here. Corpse guards who should not belong to this world invade human society and participate in
Everyone on the mission sank into the abyss together with this huge floating platform, just like the Lenin more than 20 years ago...
But because of the pressure that Xia Mi brought to him, Zhisheng didn't dare to make any move, because if he was not careful, the tongziqi that fell into Xia Mi's hands might cut through his throat...
After a few minutes of fighting, he deeply realized that Xia Mi was powerful and had the power to kill him. Under normal circumstances, he would still have the confidence to fight him, but now as a commander, he faced a battle that had reached a climax.
He just wanted to get away as soon as possible.
The wiring in the corridor was destroyed and all the lights were extinguished. The remaining emergency lights were also chopped into pieces by the overflowing sword light in the battle just now.
As a mixed race, Yuan Zhisheng also has a certain degree of night vision, but he actually couldn't see Xia Mi's figure clearly. In an instant, he was reminded of many words and spirits that could cover up his figure, but even if he knew this, he couldn't recover in a short time.
way of coping.
There was no drainage system designed in this internal corridor, and the rainwater pouring in from the cracks in the ceiling had already covered the uppers of his shoes.
Another dozen seconds passed. People should get tired easily when they are fully focused, but whether it was because they were concerned about the battlefield or stimulated by the cold rain, Yuan Zhisheng became more and more energetic!
Yuan Zhisheng slowly raised the knife horizontally, making a defensive stance. He began to take steps towards the end of the corridor. As he walked, he stirred up the water and made a faint sound. This sound was mixed with the sounds from around him.
The noise was insignificant, but it made him feel frightened, as if Xia Mi would seize the opportunity to attack from the darkness at the next moment.
After a long confrontation, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he chose to take the initiative to control the situation. If Xia Mi launched an attack, he would end the battle even at the cost of injury!
Of course, it would be better for Xia Mi to give up the fight with him! He already regretted the move of catching up with him! He just wanted to return to the battlefield as soon as possible to join the battle against the corpse guard.
Yuan Zhisheng did not dare to be careless at all. He approached the end of the corridor step by step. The strange thing was that Xia Mi did not launch an attack until he came to the door. This made Yuan Zhisheng puzzled and at the same time, his vigilance was raised to the highest level... On the sea
The calm was just brewing a bigger storm, like walking on a tightrope, and the last few steps made him even more frightened.
As he approached the door, Yuan Zhisheng did not hesitate. He raised his knife and opened the solid door made of alloy, and then quickly turned around to defend himself against possible attacks from behind.
The strange thing is that Xia Mi still didn't launch an attack... Yuan Zhisheng turned around and was stunned for a moment.
On the open platform outside the corridor, less than a step away from him behind the door, Tongzi was inserted into the steel ground.
With his character, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but curse when he remembered his actions in the corridor just now!
Yuan Zhisheng saw Jiang Yi looking down at the sea next to the huge turbine. He did not turn around even when he heard the noise coming from behind.
The turbine on the side is rotating at high speed, and the metal cable with a thick wrist is quickly pulling the Dieste out of the eight thousand meters underwater. It is not known whether Caesar and Chu Zihang can escape the attack of the corpse guard. Logically speaking,
It is said that the corpse guards cannot bear the temptation of blood even if they are running for their lives, and the corpse guards at the bottom of the sea are even denser...
Yuan Zhisheng didn't have time to think too much. He pulled out the boy cutter and ran quickly on the platform. When he reached the edge, he jumped off the nearly ten-meter-high platform. He cut the ferocious-looking corpse guard in half with one knife and then fell to the deck.
superior.
The black sea is churning with white waves, and countless steel-green bodies are jumping out of the white waves. If you include the long snake-like tails, these burly corpse guards are more than five meters long! They rush out of the sea.
With speeds of over 60 kilometers per hour, this high speed allows them to leap over floating platforms in an instant.
The Yamagumi team deployed depth charges at the underwater Xumizuo. The lucky corpse guards passed through this layer of firepower and were greeted by underwater torpedoes and defensive guns. Normally, this defense could wipe out half of the corpse guards, but the remaining corpse guards
It's up to the combatants to deal with it with heavy firepower.
Although a large part of the corpse guards were destroyed by fire before they even reached the floating platform, because their number was so large, the number that successfully reached the floating platform was only a few hundred. These corpse guards invaded Xumizuo just to enjoy themselves.
The living blood of desire.
The combatants on the deck fought hard. As the last line of defense, they had no retreat at all. When one person fell, new people would come forward. If someone was unfortunately entangled by the corpse guard, his teammates would not hesitate.
carry out heavy fire strikes.
Under the powerful firepower, the bullets were denser than rain, hitting the hard scales of the corpse guards and splashing out dense firelight. Many corpse guards were almost pushed back into the sea by the rain of bullets.
Yuan Zhisheng unexpectedly fell into the group of corpse guards with a random jump. He used his two swords to kill the corpse guards at close range and cut a bloody path. The combatants not far away also discovered the retrograde Yuan Zhisheng.
"The magic weapon descended from the sky! You are worthy of our young master!" Crow raised his submachine gun and fired wildly. One second he was laughing wantonly, and the next second he pressed the muzzle of the gun to clear out the corpse guards around Yuan Zhisheng.
Yasha sang an English song with a strong Japanese accent. He sneered and filled the double-barreled shotgun with red shotgun, and slowly approached to support Yuan Zhisheng.
In the eyes of the two retainers, Yuan Zhisheng deliberately entered the corpse guard group, and it was not difficult to do so with his combat power.
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There are still 4,325 meters from the sea surface, and the Trieste is rising rapidly. High-temperature water vapor is flowing rapidly around it, and it immediately liquefies when it encounters cold.
Dozens of corpse guards approached and surrounded the Ditryeste, like wolves surrounding their prey, but no corpse guards dared to approach because the deep submersible was surrounded by a layer of high-temperature monarch flame.
The temperature of the black flame reaches several thousand degrees, but not a trace of heat escapes.
It was as if a golden lamp was lit in the dark cabin. Chu Zihang sat slumped with a pale face...