After putting on his equipment, Yin Ji looked up at the sky. Although it was mid-May and the length of the day was slowly increasing, no matter how long the day was, night would still come.
At this time, the sun has begun to sink towards the west horizon. It is estimated that in less than two hours, N City will once again be plunged into darkness without lights.
"Are you ready?"
After briefly adjusting the headphones, Yin Ji asked.
"Brother Yin, you are so fast. I am not ready yet. Slow down, no one will like the second man..."
A delicate female voice came from the earphones. Although Yin Ji was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
"Sheep and Scorpion, please be more serious. The mission may be very dangerous for a while. If you look like this..."
"It's dangerous, hehehe. If it's not a dangerous mission, Brother Yin, you won't miss me."
The laughter like silver bells came from the earphones, but when it fell on Yin Ji's ears, it was not very pleasant.
"Maozi, weapons, keep an eye on us. If there are any changes in the surroundings, notify us immediately."
"Okay, Brother Yin."
"Roger that, boss."
After confirming again that there were no other disturbing factors around him, Yin Ji took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the ruins.
The leader of the backstabbing team has agile steps. Although the frequency of alternation of steps is slow, the range of progress is indeed not small. He is obviously wearing a thick gas mask, and his breathing rate only becomes slightly faster. He deliberately adjusts it after climbing onto the ruins. After a while, there was no difference at all from the state before coming up.
"As for the sheep and scorpion people, shouldn't they come from the west..."
After climbing onto the ruins, Yin Ji waited there for a moment. During this period, his eyes never left the west, constantly looking for traces of Yang Xiu.
But the strange thing is that the ruins are quiet, and no teammates have appeared.
"With her skills, even if she was deliberately slowing down, she should have come up by now..."
Just when Yin Ji was about to ask Wu Qi in the earphone about Yang Xiu's whereabouts, a slender jade hand suddenly touched his shoulder, accompanied by a burst of ecstasy and tender laughter.
"Captain, are you looking for me?"
"Fuck!"
Cursing harshly in his mind, Yin Ji took a deep breath, forced to calm down his frightened breathing, turned around, and looked at the woman who had appeared behind him at some point.
The first thing that entered the man's field of vision was a pair of light blue eyes, and then came his fair skin, paired with a red lip that looked like blood.
Further down, there is the woman's swan-like neck and the deep ravine formed by the accumulation of plump breasts.
It was clear that the scenery in front of him was the most attractive to men, but Yin Ji had no time to appreciate it.
On the contrary, a look of fear appeared on the face of the rat who was the leader of the Dark Assassination Team.
"Why did you take off your combat uniform?! Where's the gas mask? Why don't you wear a gas mask!"
He remembered clearly that when they came out of Research Station No. 22, all the members of the backstabbing team put on protective one-piece combat uniforms.
And just now, he personally reminded the other party to wear a gas mask, because the special characteristics of mutant creature 1158 are likely to include the ability to release hallucinogenic toxins.
But the Yang Xiu in front of her was wearing a shirt with most of the buttons unbuttoned, and there was no gas mask on her face? !
"The weather is too hot. That dusty combat uniform is so stuffy and hot that my little rabbit is going to be suffocated..."
The woman known as the "sheep and scorpion" playfully stuck out her tongue, showing her seductive charm that had nowhere to go.
He became more and more arrogant and domineering.
"You are just talking nonsense! Do you know what we are facing? Without any protective measures, it is very likely that we will die inexplicably!"
Yin Ji's face was ugly, and his whole body was trembling due to the violent fluctuations in emotions. However, despite this, he still kept his voice very low and did not lose control to the point of yelling.
Seeing the hysterical but extremely depressed look of the man in front of her, Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then she chuckled.
"Brother Yin, don't worry so much, isn't it just death? It's not like we haven't experienced it before, hehehe..."
At some point, Yin Ji's breathing became heavy, and through the gas mask he could clearly see that the whites of the man's eyes were bloodshot.
"that's because……"
As soon as Yin Ji opened his mouth, he suddenly thought of something. He stopped talking and reached out to turn off the communication device on his chest.
Then he took a step forward and ripped off the communication line from the woman's waist.
After doing this, Yin Ji seemed to have no worries anymore and spoke in a suppressed voice.
"It is because we have experienced the accident at Research Station No. 7 that we should cherish every second of our chance to survive! You should know that death is not relief for us! Think of Lao Xia!"
"Lao Xia..."
After hearing the name from Yin Ji's mouth, the expression on Yang Xiu's face paused briefly, but not long after, it returned to its original state again.
Reaching out to open the communication device that was turned off by Yin Ji, Yang Xiu said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, my captain, stop nagging here like a grandma, we still have to complete the mission..."
It was as if Yin Ji's hysteria never happened in her eyes.
The man exhaled heavily, as if to expel all the annoyance in his chest, reached out and turned on the communication device on his chest, and whispered instructions.
"Huh... weapons, take a detour from the north and get a gas mask."
After saying that, he glanced at the woman in front of him with complex eyes...
…
Before joining the T organization, Yin Ji was an international mercenary. In fact, his original wish was to become a soldier, a true Chinese soldier.
However, due to his short and thin body and various restrictions, he was unable to realize his wish.
However, Yin Ji did not give up. The idea of becoming a soldier seemed to have taken root in his heart. His poor congenital conditions did not make him give up, but instead became the motivation for his unremitting struggle.
There is no way to make up for being shorter than others, but being weaker than others can be improved through daily exercise.
"My Healing Game"
If you have poor congenital conditions, you can train yourself with a higher training intensity than ordinary people. Even if your progress is slow, you will still make a breakthrough.
What you are deficient in nature will be made up for in the future.
Perhaps hard work paid off. After a long period of inhuman training, Yin Ji finally tempered his body to be stronger than ordinary people, and finally joined the international mercenary organization as he wished.
But because he was born with a short stature and a rat face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, even his fellow mercenaries looked down on him. At first, there was a tall and strong white man who called him " "The little mouse from China".
Yin Ji naturally could hear the ridicule and sarcasm in the other party's language. He did not respond with more vicious words, but used his extraordinary skills to teach the other party a severe lesson.
The white mercenary's teeth were broken off one by one by him with his bare hands. It was not until the instructors in the mercenary organization came to stop him that the turmoil was barely calmed down.
Since then, mercenaries
No one in the organization dared to call him "little mouse" in front of him anymore, but similarly, his vicious methods also caused everyone to isolate him.
As a mercenary, you live a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, taking risks with your own life, and then receiving large rewards from your employer.
After working in a mercenary organization for two years, although Yin Ji's income is quite good, mercenaries are always mercenaries. They are famous in the industry for taking money to do things. As long as they are given enough money, their stance can change instantly.
Although powerful, it is ultimately for profit. Yin Ji has been in it for two years, and his actual combat ability has improved a lot, but his heart has become increasingly empty. Money is just a number to him. It couldn't tug at his heartstrings.
He once calculated an account. If he could work steadily until he was forty years old and earn enough money to survive until the next life, what would be the meaning of such a life?
Yin Ji, who fell into confusion, resolutely quit the mercenary organization and returned to China with the salary he had earned before.
It was just a few days after he returned to China that a stranger approached him, claiming that he had been following Yin Ji for a long time, admired his abilities very much, and wanted to invite him to join a mysterious organization called "T"...
…
"Boss, here's the gas mask."
To the north of the ruins, a young figure who didn't look strong climbed up the ruins on his hands and knees and handed the gas mask to Yin Guanzhong.
"Well, you didn't encounter any trouble when you came here, right?"
After taking the mask handed over by the young man, Yin Ji did not immediately turn back to face Yang Xiu, but asked carefully.
The situation today is no different than before, so the best policy is to be careful in everything.
"It's no trouble. I sprayed the isolation agent provided by the organization. The zombies can't find me at all, and there are no zombies around the ruins..."
The young man who was called a weapon by Yin Ji scratched his head and replied calmly.
His real name is Wu Qi, and he temporarily serves as an action substitute in the team. Because he is the youngest and is a technician, his combat strength is not strong.
"Don't brag. Who was startled by the secondary infected body that emerged from the alley just now? It was also a secondary infected body with its lower body missing."
A low sarcasm came from the earphones. Although the tone was mostly ridiculing, it was not difficult to hear that there was no malice in it.
"Brother Mao, you..."
The young man's face suddenly turned red, and he felt uneasy where he was, unable to say a word for a long time.
"Okay Mao Zi, if you find anything unusual, please contact us immediately."
Since the team voice was turned on, the teasing from the headphones naturally fell into Yin Ji's ears.
Looking up at the tall building to the south, Yin Ji waved his hand and made a thumbs up gesture.
"Copy that, Brother Yin."
A dazzling light flashed on the rooftop of the high-rise building, accompanied by a calm response from the headphones.
"Don't go back, just stay here, be alert for any anomalies around you, and record the situation here."
"Oh, okay, boss..."
The young man nodded, took out a compact laptop from the backpack behind him, chose a ground with relatively flat gravel, sat down cross-legged, and started data analysis.
"For the great Raponi!"
Chanting in a low voice, Yin Ji turned around and handed the gas mask to Yang Xiu.
"Fuck Raponi, I'm here for you, my brother Yin..."
A charming smile appeared on the woman's face, and she obediently took the gas mask handed over by Yin Ji...
