As Chen Galen kicked out, the expected banging of the door did not sound. Instead, a sound of stepping on the air reached everyone's ears.
"grass!"
Chen Galen exclaimed, his body trembling and he was about to slide to the ground.
Fortunately, Yu Hualuo had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stepped forward and supported the opponent's back, which stopped him from falling.
"How did you break the door..."
A muffled murmur came from Chen Galen's mouth. Everyone looked at it carefully and immediately knew the reason.
It turned out that Chen Galen's kick not only did not open the door, but instead kicked a big hole in the door.
Because he didn't expect this situation, he couldn't pull out his right foot and lost his center of gravity, so he almost fell.
And what appeared in the hole was not fragments of the head, but thin streams of sand.
"Sand? The door of this hotel room is made of sand?"
Yu Hualuo had the sharpest eyes and instantly caught the abnormality in the hole.
While helping Chen Galen pull out his right leg, he used his fingers to twist some sand in the hole.
"It's really sand..."
When Qiu Qianjun saw this, he looked closer and saw that there was indeed a small amount of sand in Yu Hualuo's hand. It was gray-yellow in color and had different shapes. It looked grayer than the sand used in ordinary construction, but there was nothing special about it.
"I come."
After staring at the grains of sand in his palm for a long time, Qiu Qianjun's face was uncertain.
After thinking for a moment, he motioned for everyone to move away and opened the door made of sand by himself.
It was also a violent break, but Qiu Qianjun did not use kicks this time. Instead, he took a few steps back and pushed towards the hole with his shoulders and elbows.
His body soon collided with the door. With a pop, the door of the guest room was smashed directly by Qiu Qianjun, turning into a large amount of sand and scattering on the ground.
"this……"
When the three soldiers saw this, expressions of astonishment appeared on their faces.
"The door of this guest room is really made of sand... Is it a new technology that has only been developed in recent years..."
Hu Kelie stepped on the sand on the ground twice and couldn't help but say.
"Don't worry about this for now, search the room quickly!"
Qiu Qianjun coughed heavily and looked a little unhappy.
Just now, he thought that the door to the guest room was not as strong as he thought and might open if hit, so he restrained his strength a lot.
But he never expected that the entire door was made of sand. He was caught off guard and choked with dust.
I don't know if it was Qiu Qianjun's hallucination, but when he inadvertently inhaled a large mouthful of dust, he always felt like something foreign had been forced into his lungs, and he couldn't cough it out no matter how hard he coughed.
But the mission was urgent right now, so Qiu Qianjun didn't pay much attention.
"Captain Qiu, there's no one in the room..."
The hotel rooms were not large, with a total area of only thirty square meters. After a brief search, the three soldiers returned to Qiu Qianjun.
"Ahem...continue to the next room..."
In this way, the four members of the bayonet team searched one room after another, and took turns breaking open the doors that could not be opened.
However, except for Qiu Qianjun who was unprepared for the first time, everyone else subconsciously held their breath when they hit the door, so they didn't inhale much dust.
The hotel is not big, and the total number of rooms on the second floor is only about 10 to 40. With the quick actions of a few people, they quickly checked it out.
"There is no mission target on the second floor. Could it be that it is on the third floor?"
Qiu Qianjun looked back and saw
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Then there was a series of rooms with open doors, all of which they had carefully searched. There was not even a zombie in them, let alone a human figure.
This strange phenomenon gradually made everyone in the bayonet team feel more and more uneasy.
It was like a sign that something bad was about to happen.
"Go to the third floor!"
Using his willpower to force away the uneasiness in his heart, Qiu Qianjun ordered in a deep voice. He was now the head of the bayonet team. Anyone could panic, but not him!
Since the superiors arranged for the entire large force to be diverted to Yunlong Town to pick up people, there must be a purpose behind it.
The only mission of these soldiers is to complete the mission at all costs.
This is the quality of a soldier!
After a brief rest, the bayonet team quickly set off and cautiously arrived at the third floor of the hotel.
Like the layout on the second floor, the third floor of the hotel is also a corridor with guest rooms on both sides.
Just because it is on the top floor, the number of rooms is less than on the second floor.
A rough estimate is that there are about forty rooms, and more than half of the guest rooms have their doors closed.
"Yeah, there are more doors to hit this time..."
The white-faced man Hu Kelie complained softly that since he had a lean figure, he was not good at knocking down doors.
But there are only four people in the bayonet team now, so it is impossible to catch one person and hit them hard. If all the doors are not opened in the end, the person who hits the door may dislocate his arm.
"Okay, I'll help you hit two more doors in a while, and you can just help me be on guard."
Chen Galen, a young man, was as honest and kind-hearted as his appearance. After hearing Hu Kelie's small complaint, he spoke very righteously.
"It's not like I can't...tsk..."
Hearing what Chen Galen said, Hu Kelie's face did not show gratitude, but he felt like he was being underestimated, and he replied angrily.
"Okay, the time for fun is over, don't let your guard down just because you think you're not in danger, cheer up!"
Qiu Qianjun shouted, drawing everyone's attention back.
Repeated knocking and banging on the door continued on the third floor of the hotel. With the previous experience on the second floor, several people quickly searched a dozen rooms near the stairs.
Still found nothing, the mission target still hasn't been released.
If Qiu Qianjun hadn't clearly remembered the details of the mission, he would have even suspected that he was looking in the wrong place.
"There is still nothing in this room..."
Chen Galen's muffled report came, announcing the results of the search to everyone.
"Wait a minute, what is this?"
Just as the bayonet team was about to exit the room, sharp-eyed Yu Hualuo suddenly picked up something from the ground.
It was a badge only the size of a fingernail, with a dark gray color and a round shield shape.
The edge of the badge is surrounded by five small six-pointed stars, and in the center is a delicate "jiu" engraved.
In addition, there are some flame-like patterns engraved on the badge, making the entire badge look extremely delicate.
"Hey, what an exquisite handicraft..."
Curious, Hu Kelie stretched out his head and glanced at the badge in the opponent's hand.
"What are the words on it? Is it the number nine?"
Chen Galen also came forward and expressed his opinion.
"Captain Qiu, look at..."
Yu Hualuo ignored the two of them, stretched out his hand, and handed the badge to Qiu Qianjun.
"This is…
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Qiu Qianjun also looked carefully at the badge he picked up, but other than seeing the Chinese characters on it and the exquisiteness of the badge, he didn't have any clue.
"I don't know what this is, maybe it's a handicraft left behind by the guests who stayed in the hotel..."
After being silent for a long time, Qiu Qianjun gave such an answer.
Hearing what Qiu Qianjun said, the light in Yu Hualuo's eyes dimmed a little, and he retracted his palm, preparing to throw the badge on the ground again.
"Keep it for now, I think it looks pretty..."
When Chen Galen saw Yu Hualuo trying to throw it away, he quickly stopped him. At the same time, he stretched out one hand and snatched the badge from the opponent's hand.
"It's probably just a tourist souvenir badge..."
When Yu Hualuo saw that the badge in his hand fell into Chen Galen's hand, he had no objection.
"Okay, since there is nothing here, let's continue searching. No matter what, we must find the target of this mission."
Qiu Qianjun coughed twice and walked out of the guest room first.
The remaining doors were quickly knocked open, and the bayonet team still had no harvest. The room was empty, as if no one had ever been there.
"Strange thing... didn't the mission say that the person to be picked up is in the hotel? Now I have checked the guest rooms on the second and third floors, and I can't even see anyone..."
Qiu Qianjun secretly muttered in his heart that if he didn't find the person, it meant that the mission was not completed;
Failure to complete the task means that all the changes and sacrifices made before have been wasted.
"Could it be that she didn't wait for the large group and people had already left the hotel before that?"
Yu Hualuo gave his own opinion.
"No, the person we are picking up this time is a member of Section 9. It is impossible for such a low-level mistake to happen."
Qiu Qianjun rejected Yu Hualuo's opinion without thinking.
Just kidding, this is the legendary Nine Sections, the most secretive department in the country. Not only are all of its members geniuses, they are at least the elite among the elite.
How could I leave early because I waited too long?
"Where did that person go... If he's not in the room, could he still be hiding in the ground?"
Hu Kelie laughed angrily and said with a slightly mocking tone.
As the temporary leader of the bayonet team, it was naturally impossible for Qiu Qianjun to fall out with the opponent at this time.
However, after hearing the other party's ridicule, his face inevitably darkened.
"Get into the ground...that's right! We haven't checked the basement yet!"
Chen Galen was murmuring Hu Kelie's words, and suddenly patted his head, with a smile on his honest face.
"Yes, the Poetic Hotel also has a basement. Let's go down and have a look. Maybe someone is there..."
Qiu Qianjun suddenly realized what he said, but in order to maintain his image as a strengthener, he had to force himself to be calm.
The soldiers had no objection after hearing this. Anyway, they had no understanding of the situation at hand and could just follow Qiu Qianjun's command.
Just like that, the four members of the bayonet team hurriedly walked down the stairs and returned to the lobby on the first floor.
Probably in order to save building space, the stairs of the Poetic Hotel adopt a zigzag type.
The advantage of this type of staircase is that it can save space while being simple in shape.
The only drawback is that there are walls separating the upper and lower stairwells. Whether you are walking up or down the stairs, you need to go around the corner to see the next set of stairs, making it impossible to prepare in advance.
And just as the bayonet team was about to turn the corner of the stairs and walk towards the basement, there was a sudden sound of shoe soles scraping the ground in the dark corridor...
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