The night rain has not stopped, the cold moon is like a hook, and the dark clouds are as heavy as iron. A single weed growing among the ruins and rubble is bent by the heavy rain.
The raindrops moved slowly on the grass blades, following the ravines of the blades. The further down, the more crystal clear and full they became. They bent the grass tips and turned into water droplets, falling quietly. The water droplets fell down the cliff, causing ripples in the unclear water pool. The cold moon hung high in the sky, glimmering in the shadows, while a petal as red as blood floated and floated, being carried to the shore by the small water waves.
Somehow, water dropped like rain on the cliff, and the pool was no longer calm, and two or three petals were pushed to the shore. And there, there was a warrior with his eyes open and his pupils gradually dilated.
The soldier's palms were immersed in the water, and a clover grew next to his cuffs. The petals, as bright as blood, floated into his palms and stayed there for a long time until the water pool suddenly splashed open, sticking the petals to his military boots.
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Chen Xiaoxiang rolled into the crater, stepped into the small puddle at the bottom of the crater, and quickly pressed against the wall of the crater. He held the barrel guard of the gun in his left hand and the butt of the gun under his armpit. She turned sideways, maintaining a high-readiness posture, and kicked her legs to climb to the top of the pit, revealing her helmet with a rope net and a pair of dark pupils underneath, observing the human-wolf lair not far away.
The ruins of those collapsed buildings were no different from the daytime, gloomy, dead, and gray. The fierce fighting and shelling blasted countless holes and floating soil on the ground, and with the continuous rain, there was a shallow gray-green swamp lying in front of Chen Xiaoxiang.
Chen Xiaoxiang held the gun, with the cold steel receiver and frosted polyester grip pressed against her chest through the blended twill military uniform. She lowered her body, turned around and said to her comrades who were following her: "Get closer to the target and stay hidden!"
"action."
The infantrymen, whose faces were hidden behind their helmets, nodded, filed out of the crater, and shuttled among the shadows of the ruins.
But Chen Xiaoxiang slipped to the bottom of the pit, reached into the stagnant water with his hand, pulled off the victim's soldier card, and closed his eyes. Then he crawled out and crawled in the mud. The gas mask tube behind his waist and the dagger in the leather sheath gently collided back and forth, imprinting a few petals behind him into the mud.
The muddy water is dripping, shadows are passing by, and the moonlight passes through the broken window panes and is divided into sparse light spots, which are reflected on the mottled walls covered with dust, cobwebs, and fat bundles.
A light breath brushed against the index finger that was holding the trigger, the sights guided people's eyes, and the glass shards and wooden thorns under the boots' heels "crunched" slightly. The rusty copper handle suddenly fell down before it could be touched, and the echo disappeared suddenly. The door opened very slowly, and it took a long time before someone gestured and slowly passed.
The waist lamp is lit, and particles of dust hang in the light, illuminating and separating a small irregular world. Unconscious deep breaths blew away the dust, floating and spinning among the steel coils, building materials, and fragments of furniture. People's eyes were cast far and near, and they looked around nervously.
Step on the steel plate foundation with anti-skid pattern under your feet.
"Dong dong", "dong dong".
Water droplets condensed on the ends of people's hair, and the water mist floated in high and low, making the inhalation become longer and longer. The thick air seemed to be connected with a kind of silk thread. There is a slight grayish tinge on the stairs, between boxes and cages, beside the legs of chairs, under cabinets, and in front of lamps.
Taking a step forward, suddenly, a thread broke.
There was a muffled sound.
"Bang!"
He started to howl in pain and walked quickly.
"Fight ahead!"
"The deputy is injured!"
"Towed away! Towed away!"
"Bang!"
"Let's go!"
The dust swirled, and the roar was as dense as a rain shower.
"Act the enemy! Eleven o'clock seeds! Engage the enemy!"
"Fight back! Fight back!"
"Venom! Attention!"
"hidden!"
The battle suddenly broke out, and the flames from the muzzle of the gun hidden in the darkness instantly drove away the darkness without a trace. Bright yellow bullet casings flew out of the ejection window and hit the ground. It rolled "clinking" amidst the deafening sound of gunfire, rolled down the steel ladder, and stopped next to the body lying in a pool of blood.
The first moment he was startled by the sudden attack of the mutant beast, Chen Xiaoxiang subconsciously took a step to hide in the nearest cover. The dense rain of venom bullets that followed immediately shattered the concrete pillar that could only cover his side, exposing the steel bars.
Chen Xiaoxiang was dragging the pheromone-containing smoke bomb from her chest while shouting: "Nine o'clock on the second floor! Behind the door!"
The yellow mist spread, and the infantrymen, who were temporarily panicked by the venom and ambush, reacted and fired with all their strength in the direction of the pheromone smoke.
Chen Xiaoxiang paused for a few seconds. As soon as the force of the oil spider's breath that suppressed her weakened, she waited for the right moment, exerted force from a low posture, rushed to the injured and fallen companion, grabbed the carrying equipment with both hands, and dragged it back with all her strength. . The bullet grazed the wall and ricocheted, sending sparks and dust flying around her.
"Covering fire!" Someone shouted, and immediately five or six guns stretched out, firing long bursts and automatic bursts. Dozens or hundreds of 12.7 mm steel-core bullets erupted in an instant, covering Shen Nian and treating the injured. Drag to safety.
Chen Xiaoxiang knelt on one knee, slinging the gun behind his shoulder. He found a first-aid kit from the backpack of his nearest comrade. With a painkiller in his mouth, he stuffed back the injured's intestines that were corroded and overflowing from his belly.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and together with a yellow and white mixture of gastric juice or urine, it was covered with Chen Xiaoxiang's hands.
She frantically wrapped a bandage on the injured person, spat out the needle cap and pricked the thigh with a needle, held her palm and shouted: "Hold on, mom!"
The deputy squad leader smiled hard at Chen Xiaoxiang, and then his fingers dropped weakly.
Chen Xiaoxiang's throat moved, her shoulders shook, she stood up with the gun in hand, pulled the trigger repeatedly, and broke several oil spider limbs with three bursts of fire. Her eyes did not even squint, and the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised. The grenade ejected from the chamber and blew up bricks and tiles on the second floor of the warehouse.
"Squad leader! That big spider is still there!"
Chen Xiaoxiang took out the magazine and replaced it. Someone patted her shoulder and shouted. As he spoke, a long string of venom hit them both, causing them to squat behind a pile of steel pipes.
"Fuck me."
Chen Xiaoxiang spat and looked at the ghostly oil spider.
Her class entered from the sewers of the past and went directly to the underground part of the lair. This is the area where spiders build webs, and there are no human wolves. But these venoms are more difficult to stick to the blue-fronted oil spiders, which will destroy the flesh and bones. Holding it in It's really not her style to cum from behind!
But the position of the mature oil spider was too dangerous. It was in a corner, so it was difficult to concentrate firepower. Bullets could not penetrate the thick wall. The grenade could explode a little, but there was still reinforced concrete blocking their way out, blocking their way out from a high position.
Chen Xiaoxiang pulled up his helmet, and a row of numbers on his watch showed "18:23". She glanced at the ceiling. It was dark, and she felt angry.
She heard the gunshots coming from the ground before the attack, and they were intermittent and never went away. Her intuition told her that it must be caused by Shen Rusong, that idiot who loves to show off his heroism. She always did whatever came to her mind, now that she wanted to attack!
Then come on!
Can I still deceive you? !
Chen Xiaoxiang pulled out the long-handled grenade hanging by his waist, removed the wooden handle, tied four of them into one, sighed, and said: "Go to hell, don't interrupt the rhythm, come on, do one with me!"
The people in the class have been training with each other for several months, and have a tacit understanding for a long time, so they can talk enough.
The hunting rifles fired rhythmically and alternately with rifle grenades, clearing a vague path.
Chen Xiaoxiang exhaled, exhaled, nodded, and took a lunge.
The squad raised the bipod of the machine gun. The machine gunner put one hand on his chest and pressed the trigger with the other hand. The soldiers who were still standing upright emptied the magazine without reservation, no matter where they were.
White mist filled the air, and Chen Xiaoxiang dodged and rushed out, holding her gun belt against her back chest. She ran and roared. Venomous bullets splashed on her path, but she couldn't catch up with her speed! In vain, muddy water splashed around her boots.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xiaoxiang rushed to the end, leaned forward and slid into a hatching pit.
Ignoring the crushing of a pile of spider eggs and covering her body with stinking, poisonous mucus, she ignored the burning pain in her wrists. She leaned against the edge of the pit and looked around the corner of the building, only to be met with a stream of venomous spider silk.
Not only was the hatching pit shallow, but it could not stay there for long. Then an assaulter came and smashed into Chen Xiaoxiang's side, causing splashes of acid.
Chen Xiaoxiang almost grabbed his ears and shouted to the people following him: "Biaozi, let me count to three!"
They were all wearing gas masks, and no one knew what their expressions were. Anyway, Chen Xiaoxiang and Biaozi were lying on the left and right in the pit, pulling off the porcelain beads from the grenade cap, and igniting the fuse with a hiss.
Chen Xiaoxiang raised his hand, dropped three fingers one by one, clenched them into a fist, stood up, faced the poisonous thread of the silk screen, and turned his wrist.
The wooden-handled grenade, which was more than 30 centimeters long, rotated in the air, flew above people's heads, flew through the black bricks and mortar, and flew behind the sandbag fortress, bringing no one to this old-era building that had not been inhabited for a century. The grandeur of wishes.
There was a loud "boom", and the five cluster grenades added together, with nearly one kilogram of high explosives, directly exploded the big oil spider into pieces, leaving only half of the belly spinning and countless small spider eggs.
The next second the pressure suddenly decreased, the infantry squad immediately moved forward. This group of combat soldiers were filled with anger. In less than a quarter of an hour, they defeated the remaining mutant beasts in the underground area and forced them to flee hastily.
It took Chen Xiaoxiang a while to come out of the shelter. His companions who came over looked at Chen Xiaoxiang who was carrying two guns and said, "Where is Biaozi?"
Long handle grenades are not as heavy as egg grenades. So she just shook her head and silently followed the team, climbed to the second floor, climbed out of the gap, and climbed to the first floor hall of the lair.
The moonlight and drone light shone on her blood-soaked and wet breasts, swaying in the night wind with the pungent smell of gunpowder and fishy smell.
Chen Xiaoxiang looked at the elevator tunnel in the cut fat bundle, which was the only way to the underground part. Behind her, the re-equipped armored hunters stepped forward with swords on their backs.
The hunter raised his sword and shouted: "Fight to the death!"
"Kill all the evil!"
During the daytime battle, they were forced to leave their comrades and flee. A few hours later at night, they came following the sound of gunfire. Under their feet, the continued sound of gunfire meant that several Baath Army soldiers, their brothers and sisters , still fighting.
Chen Xiaoxiang's face was slightly moist behind the gas mask. She stepped forward and shouted: "Class 1! Follow me!"
"Go rescue our engineer brothers!"
