It's not just the militiamen who are ready to fight against the black-faced bastards at any time.
The same was true for Chen Ziyan and others, who were patrolling around with weapons.
"ah--"
Almost an hour later, when a militiaman dug a passage again, before he could step back and observe, a familiar spider thread shot out from inside and headed straight for his door facing the gap.
By the time others looked over, the spider silk had already landed on his face, dragging him to the ground and about to drag him back into the passage.
But the militiaman was lucky. The gap he dug was only a few centimeters. Not to mention his strong body, even his head wrapped in spider silk could not pass through.
And after the initial panic, he immediately forced himself to regain his composure. He did not rush to pull the spider silk from his face, but supported the ground with both hands, hoping to buy his companions time to rescue him.
He has the right idea.
Just when he tried his best to resist the pull of the spider thread, other militiamen closest to him had already rushed over. Some of them hugged the man's body directly, trying to pull him away from the gap, while others He took out the sharp weapon he carried with him and wanted to cut the spider silk.
The militiamen who were on guard with guns directly stuffed the wounds into the gaps and frantically pulled the triggers downwards.
When Chen Ziyan arrived, exactly this scene appeared in front of them.
Seeing that the area around the attacked militiaman was densely packed with people, Chen Ziyan quickly swept his eyes over the area, then came to a place with a shovel and shoveled hard towards the ground.
As expected, this shovel also made a gap.
And the moment the gap just appeared, a thread of spider thread sprang out from it and headed towards Chen Ziyan's face.
However, Chen Ziyan's reaction speed was so good, and he was already prepared for this, so the spider silk had just passed through the gap when it was hit by the shovel that was already nearby, and then it started to spin in a familiar way, and it was directly entangled in it. onto the shovel.
"Master Chen!"
This scene was witnessed by other people who had been standing by.
While feeling the pulling force from the shovel, Chen Ziyan said to them: "Don't worry about me. Take everyone out of this area and be ready to shoot at any time."
As soon as the spider silk wrapped around the shovel, Chen Ziyan noticed something was wrong.
The thickness of today's spider silk is much stronger than yesterday's, and it is several times larger.
If yesterday's spider silk was as thick as an average person's wrist, today it would be about a wrist and a half.
And in terms of strength, it also needs to be stronger.
Chen Ziyan suspected that they had probably dug somewhere, and this was the place they were looking for.
Even if it wasn't, the area below was definitely occupied by black-faced men, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a timely response.
Only when the number is large enough can they just dig a gap and they will respond.
This is also the reason why he asked others to exit this area first.
After seeing everyone else leave, Chen Ziyan was too lazy to continue the stalemate.
The gap he made was just that big. Neither he nor the black-faced man below could pass through. It was a waste of effort to pull each other here.
A man with a dark face and a slender face has no brains, but he knows someone who has one.
Dang Ji took out the dagger he carried with him and cut off the spider silk wrapped around the shovel.
As mentioned before, the spider silk of the black-faced spider is essentially no different from ordinary spider silk. It is just more abundant and larger in scale, so as long as the strength is enough, it is not difficult to cut it off.
And Chen Ziyan happened to be the one with enough power.
The moment after cutting off the spider silk, Chen Ziyan did not choose to retreat. Instead, he picked up the shovel and landed heavily on the gap just now.
As the shovel fell, the gap that was originally only about ten centimeters expanded to about twenty centimeters in an instant.
Standing nearby, Chen Ziyan could even hear the sound of dirt falling and the neighing of black-faced cockroaches.
Without stopping, Chen Ziyan continued to expand the gap in front of him, and as he expanded, spider threads appeared one after another below.
However, he used previous methods to deal with them, but it had no effect.
When the diameter of the gap was nearly half a year old, Chen Ziyan stopped expanding and began to shine his flashlight downward while dealing with the attack of spider silk.
His intention in widening the gap was to see clearly what was going on inside.
The gap of this size is currently the most suitable.
Not only can it allow him to see clearly, but it can also contain the attacks of the black-faced worms. Even if there are smaller ones that can get out, it will be easier to deal with.
Even Chen Ziyan himself could easily handle it, and probably wouldn't even have to take a breath.
But what Chen Ziyan was thinking about was whether he could take this opportunity to use a small black-faced turtle to give the militiamen some courage.
Regardless of whether this was the place they were looking for, but with so many spider silk attacks, they could tell that there were a large number of black-faced cockroaches below.
This means that the real battle between them is about to begin.
Again, they may be able to play a relatively large role, but the real protagonists of this kind of racial war are the militiamen behind them.
After all, there are only a few of them, and we can't rely on them to wipe out the black-faced bastards.
But now if we can see it in advance and become familiar with the fighting method of this creature, it will undoubtedly be of great help in the subsequent clearance work.
Thinking of this, Chen Ziyan deliberately slowed down the action of cutting the spider silk, and took the time to shout to Hu Bayi: "Old Hu, come here."
Upon hearing Chen Ziyan's call, Hu Bayi, who was not far away, immediately ran over with his weapon in hand: "Master Chen, what do you do?"
As he spoke, he had already pointed his gun at the bottom of the gap. As long as Chen Ziyan gave the order, he would directly give them a skewered gift bag.
Standing here, Hu Bayi can also see the scene below. Although it is not clear enough, he can also see a lot of people with black faces.
In this case, he said that he didn't even need to aim, he could just hit it casually!
"Don't be too busy fighting, I have an idea..."
Chen Ziyan quickly told his plan.
After hearing this, Hu Bayi also felt that he could give it a try: "The feasibility is very high, and we maintain an absolute advantage, and even accidents will be minimized."
"That's good, you make the arrangements, and I'll try to seduce them."
Upon hearing Hu Bayi's words, Chen Ziyan immediately slowed down his movements a step further, wanting to send a signal of exhaustion.
At the same time, he also stayed away from some of these gaps!
