The white town was covered with gray snowflakes, and there were many rusty cars parked on the dead streets. A group of people were walking through the fog, surrounded by hazy and blurry scenes.
The FBI's special armed tactical troops led by Hook Nose are elites selected from thousands of people, and one can easily equal ten. But now, the cloud of fear hangs in everyone's mind. The trembling appearance of these big men makes it difficult for them to be associated with the elites.
It would be okay if two monsters attacked from time to time, but they encountered nothing along the way, except thick fog. His nerves were stretched to the limit, and any slightest movement made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Emotions are contagious, especially negative emotions like fear, which are extremely contagious, and once they become a climate, they will be an irresistible nightmare.
Even the hooked nose, who had always been calm and composed, was a little scared at the moment. This fear came from the unknown and from the companions, because they followed the directions on the map to the church, but as they walked, they felt more and more that this road... was a bit long!
The person leading the way was still the 'map'. Because he got lost continuously, he was no longer confident in his abilities. After getting lost again, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.
"Did we go the wrong way...just like before." The hook-nosed face was ashen and he whispered to Russell next to him.
Russell said resolutely: "No!"
The road from the entrance to Silent Hill to the church was a main road or a straight line. The road signs showed that they had been walking on this main road and it was impossible to go wrong.
As for the distance, it’s a lot longer than it looks…
Russell didn't think there was anything wrong. In his subconscious mind, horror movies were so annoying. What's wrong with walking more now? Surprises are yet to come!
He dared to guarantee that there would be monsters blocking the way at the door of the church later, and there would be more than one.
There began to be panic and quarreling in the team. Hooknose knew that they were unable to stay calm due to excessive tension, and immediately ordered: "Everyone, listen, don't conserve your strength, and move forward at full speed."
Negative emotions need to be vented, and even running a few steps is good, at least it can relieve the tense nerves.
Upon hearing this, the team members immediately ran forward like huskies that were separated from their hands. Their aquiline noses secretly hinted that there was trouble, and they shouted to keep their formation and chased after him.
Russell followed Hook Nose. With his physical fitness, it didn't matter if he ran like this the whole time. He reminded him out of good intentions: "Captain, I suggest you slow down a little, otherwise you will consume too much physical energy and the monsters will happen to appear again. It's fun." But it’s too big.”
The hook-nosed man said angrily: "Shut up, I don't want to hear this now."
"I'm just talking casually, how could it be such a coincidence..."
"Woooo~~oooooo~~~~"
As the alarm sounded, the other world began to erode the outer world, igniting heat waves invisibly, and the ground and walls peeled off like they were being roasted, as if there was a large coal stove hidden deep underground.
Russell and Hook Nose looked at each other in confusion. Hook Nose's eyes were full of anger, while Russell was a little embarrassed. He swore to close his crow's mouth and promised not to speak next.
"Hiss~~"
"Kekeke~~~~"
Before the monster appeared, a gloomy and gloomy voice sounded first, making people's hair grow cold.
"Shit, run, run forward!"
Traces of erosion were coming from all directions, and it was definitely too late to turn back at this time. Hook Nose could only order an escape in the direction of the church.
He was right. Behind them, densely packed monsters hunched over, staggered over, or crawled on the ground, blocking the entire road.
Hook-nosed gave the order in a timely manner, but the fact was that the team members had already fled in panic before he gave the order. He was extremely speechless. When he looked at Russell next to him, his two legs stepped out of the shadow and disappeared in a whoosh.
The hook-nosed man cursed secretly, followed Russell as fast as possible, and rushed towards the church.
Without Bolt's character card, Russell is still the fastest person in the team. His steps are long and frequent. He rushes to the front in a few strides. Those who are left behind by him use all their strength. Can't catch up.
Under the erosion of the other world, the sky became dark. Russell used the dark red flash to faintly see the black shadow of the cross. It was a five- or six-story cathedral with a huge cross on the roof, which was also the source of the sharp sirens.
"Quick, run to the church and you'll be safe!"
There was a hook-nosed shout behind him, and he was chased by a group of monsters. They were not running slowly, but Russell stopped in the cemetery in front of the church.
The vulgar routine was not much different from what he imagined. Strange-looking monsters blocked the way. These monsters had no arms or faces, only chests or open mouthparts on their faces, as if they were tightly wrapped in a layer of skin. , just looking at it makes me feel suffocated.
The monsters made strange and unpleasant roars and twisted their bodies towards Russell. There were hundreds of them.
Russell took a deep breath, pulled out the dog-leg knife from his lower back, and tried to recall the characteristics of this monster. Panic footsteps approached from behind, and the team members arrived one by one. Looking at the disgusting monster, they had no fighting spirit, but they could only choose to fight.
This group of people are elites, elite combat troops. Even if they don't have hot weapons in hand, they can use dog-leg knives for close combat. Working in pairs, each slash can chop off a monster's head.
After personally confirming that these monsters were not as scary as imagined and could be killed just like regular life forms, the team members became more confident and killed them faster and faster.
Russell suddenly heard the monster's attack method, which would spray corrosive liquid from its breath, and immediately reminded loudly: "Be careful, don't be attacked by the monster..."
Wow! ! !
One of the team members chopped off the monster's head, but before he could turn around, he was covered in black liquid as thick as asphalt.
Perhaps it was a strong acid or a strong alkali. In short, the team member's coat was quickly corroded, and the sizzling sound was accompanied by black smoke. He himself also wailed in pain, and his skin gradually peeled off to reveal pink flesh.
Continuous jets of black liquid were sprayed over, and the team member fell to the ground in pain, his twisted body twitching and shrinking. In the end, it was only the size of a baby, shaped like a dead tree, and surrounded by a pool of black water.
What a miserable death!
The monsters kept approaching, and the number of casualties among the team members increased. When contact with the outside world was lost, there was no difference between injury and death. If it really happened, it would be as easy as getting injured without dying directly.
Russell chopped off the head of the monster in front of him with one knife, then turned around and struck again with the knife, sweeping across the chest of the monster that was about to spray venom at him. With his strength and the sharpness of the dog-leg knife, he easily cut the attacking monster in half.
Substances resembling intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the floor. Russell ignored his nausea and lowered his head to avoid the venom in mid-air.
Hooked Nose is surrounded by dangers. His abilities are ineffective against monsters, and he himself is not good at close combat. When his clothes were stained with venom, he only survived by taking them off in time and throwing them out.
Several screams were heard, and two more team members died one after another.
The church was right in front of them, but they couldn't rush past it. They were in a hurry and suddenly faced danger. To make matters worse, the situation became increasingly unfavorable, and the monsters chasing behind him also rushed over.
A cloud of ashes fluttered behind Russell, and the tall and muscular body gradually stared, turning into a man over three meters tall, wearing a triangular iron helmet, and holding a broadsword that was almost as tall as his height.
"Hohohoho————"
An aggressive roar!
The howling wind suddenly hit, Russell's eyes narrowed, and he turned around suddenly to protect the dogleg knife in front of him.
Boom! !
Sparks flew everywhere, and the surging power spread down his arms to his whole body. Russell's whole body was sent flying, and he rolled twice after landing. When he got up, he felt excruciating pain everywhere in his body. A line of blood flowed down his forehead, soaking his left eye.
A dark figure fell at Russell's feet. It was a hook-nosed figure. He was even worse than Russell. He was punched by the triangle head and his right arm was broken. He could barely catch his breath.
Russell lowered his head and glanced at the hooked nose: "Don't you want to test my ability? Watch carefully, only this time!"
"System, use 'Character Card: Temple Guard'!"
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