Not knowing how long it took, Bridge suddenly opened his eyes in the full-cover helmet. The helmet is activating the night vision mode. Under the infrared electronic vision, the base channel is covered in a **** red light, but it is clearly visible.

Nothing.

Bridge looked around, making sure that within 100 meters of vision, there was nothing else besides him. In other words, the sense of crisis that suddenly passed through my heart just now is just an illusion.

But being in an underground base like a monster's lair, Bridge didn't dare to neglect. He drew two folded alloy scimitars from behind his waist. The shape of the scimitars was just to confuse the enemy. When necessary, Bridge could throw them out like boomerangs to kill the enemy. Before joining Asgart, Bridge was already a famous hunter in the wilderness.

The life of reaping prey from a hundred meters away is nothing but commonplace for him.

With the weapon weighing in his hand, Bridge's mind settled a little bit. He still maintained a sitting posture, guarding with this most body-saving posture. Behind his cloth is a solid wall, and nothing can attack him from behind. In front of Bridge is the corner of the passage. From his direction, he could see a hundred meters ahead, his vision was wide, and there was no sneak attack.

Although this person usually has a grinning appearance, he is very cautious and rarely makes mistakes. Therefore, Anthony will let him be responsible for monitoring the whereabouts of a few people.

After confirming that there was no danger, Bridge closed his eyes again. In this quiet environment, if you have to stare at something for too long with your eyes open, you will feel tired. The feeling of exhaustion slows down the response of the nerves and becomes dull with a dangerous sense of touch. As a hunter, Bridge has long been accustomed to using his ears instead of eyes to monitor prey.

But not long after he closed his eyes, there was a sound of "Rolling" from afar. It seemed that a kid who was a prankster was rolling a glass bottle towards Bridge.

Naturally, there will be no children in the underground base.

The moment Bridge opened his eyes, the person bounced in a strange posture. If you look closely, you will find that Bridge's safety did not use his hands and feet to help, but like a monster with claws supporting the wall.

As soon as he bounced, he leaned forward slightly, folding the scimitar to the ground. If anyone who is familiar with Bridge is here, he will know that this is the state where he enters the battle. And it was the one that went all out to fight, in fact, Bridge's nerves were tightly cramped now. He had already determined that the sense of crisis just now was not an illusion.

In infrared vision, Bridge saw in the helmet on the other side of the tunnel, something chubby was rolling towards him. He grunted, his right hand shook, and the scimitar shot.

The fast-rotating scimitar made a whining sound, leaning against the ground from top to bottom to face the suspicious object. Cutting in at an angle to the ground, the scimitar bounced the round object and threw it into the distance. After completing this mission, the Scimitar returned to the same path and was steadily caught by Bridge.

Even if the thing was a grenade, Bridge's scimitar changed its direction, and it was ejected at least tens of meters away, even if it exploded, it would not threaten him. But at the end of the line of sight, the thing bounced on the wall, but instead of exploding, there was a sound of glass breaking.

Bridge felt strange and walked up. In infrared vision, some liquid was spilled on the wall. It's just that in infrared vision, the color changes the original color sample, and Bridge can't see what liquid it is. He simply switched back to the normal visual mode and turned on the visible light source on the helmet at the same time.

The white light fell on the wall, reflecting a shocking red. Bridge quickly took off his helmet and put his nose to the edge of the wall and sniffed it hard. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood penetrated into the nose.

is blood!

When Bridge felt something was wrong, a heavy breathing sound came from the front of the tunnel.

He suddenly looked forward, and saw a black figure suddenly emerged from the darkness. The speed of the black shadow is extremely fast, almost leaving a few afterimages in the space. It rushed directly towards Bridge, who gritted his teeth. The two knives in his hands were released at the same time, rotating and strangling in the upper and lower directions respectively. At the same time, Bridge suddenly leaned back, avoiding the attack of the shadows for the first time.

Unexpectedly, the black shadow suddenly stopped while advancing, and the hard and sharp claws drew a string of sparks on the ground. Suddenly stopping the body shape, it jumped up suddenly, grabbing the ceiling and crawling quickly towards Bridge.

This time, Bridge finally saw that it was a ripper!

The Ripper, as a branch of the evolutionary path of the living corpse, maintains its human form. But the arms and feet have been alienated, with sharp bone blades and claws, which can easily tear large animals. The tearer in front of him was transformed by a middle-aged man. The living corpse still maintained the human face, but the body was like a wild beast. The height of the ripper is much shorter than normal, but at the same time it makes them quick and flexible.

The scimitar fell through and turned back.

At the same time, the ceiling tearer let go of his hands and pressed directly towards Bridge.

Bridge had no time to pay attention to who was deliberately drawing the ripper with blood, he caught the scimitar, and then slashed it upwards. The alloy scimitar swept a cold glow under the light and slashed straight towards the tearer's head.

For living corpses that are difficult to kill, decapitation or headshots are the most appropriate method. Bridge showed the calmness of high-end hunters at this moment, and the trajectory of the scimitar cut to the neck of the ripper with unparalleled accuracy. If it hadn't been for this mutant living corpse to grab Bridge's Scimitar with its alienated sharp finger knife, the hunter would have almost succeeded.

The ripper's five fingers closed, and the sharp-blade fingers gripped the alloy scimitar tightly, and slammed to the right side.

Bridge screamed, although his arm was not torn off by the force of the ripper, it was already dislocated. He was not suspicious at the moment, and his left hand scimitar cut directly through the abdomen of the living corpse. There was a sound of leather breaking, and the abdomen of the living corpse was immediately opened with a scimitar. But if the tearer didn't notice it, with a strong mouth, he bit into Bridge's right arm.

With a bite and a pull, the alienated, round mouthparts full of sharp teeth immediately brought up Bridge's flesh and nerves. Bridge screamed in pain, and at the same time his left machete struck horizontally into the neck of the ripper. Slashing back harder, the ripper's head flew out immediately, and the muscles from Bridge's hand were still swallowed in the mouth on that head.

After chewing for a while, the living corpse swallowed. But the first stage was broken, and the flesh and blood slipped out of the broken throat again.

Pushing away the corpse of the living corpse, Bridge stood up. Looking at his **** right arm, he cursed: "Damn!"

Just like the zombies in countless science fiction works, four of the teeth of the living corpse are hollow. Which connects the poison glands in the gums. While biting the prey, the living corpse will inject the virus in the venom gland into the prey, thereby transforming the prey into their kind.

The toxin level of the tearer was obviously higher than that of the ordinary living corpse, Bridge was bitten by it, but his face was already covered with a black air. He didn't care about anything, and quickly took out a battlefield first aid from the carrying equipment behind him. Not knowing whether this thing can neutralize the tearer's virus, Bridge gritted his teeth and stuck the needle into the artery in his neck.

With a touch of his hand, all the liquid in the injection was injected into Bridge's body. Bridge's right arm was already unconscious, but after the injection, he started to feel some pain. Bridge was not surprised and rejoiced, and the pain in his arm recovered, indicating that the injection had worked.

As soon as he reached out to pick up the alloy scimitar on the ground, he heard horrifying low roars coming from behind him. Bridge took out a cold firework from the carrying device, lit it and threw it towards the dark place in front of the passage. I saw a pale light passing through the darkness of the passage and falling on the ground.

After a while, a hand with rotten skin grasped the cold firework and lifted it up. Thus, a woman's face appeared in the flame. It can be said that this woman's face has delicate features, especially her lips, which are full and thick. If you change the time and place, maybe Bridge will blow a whistle for her sexy.

But now, looking at the living female corpse and the hundreds of swaying figures behind her, Bridge had no idea.

"Damn, what's the situation? Doesn't it mean that there are no alien creatures in the underground floor? What the **** are these living corpses?"

Amid Bridge's anger, the corpse quickly ran to the operating platform where the Vanguard Squad was located. Behind him, the female living corpse holding the cold firework dropped it to the ground, and then screamed and chased towards Bridge. And behind the female corpse, more corpses galloped at the speed of a rabbit.

Just a few steps after Bridge ran out, there was a pounding sound behind him. He looked back while he was busy, and saw that a dozen corpses were so fast that he couldn't control himself and hit the wall directly. But after they got up, they shook their heads and chased Bridge.

In the room on the operating platform, the sudden sound of a rapid knock on the door caused Anthony to open his eyes. He looked at the door alertly and winked at Luca.

Luca knew, and gestured with another player with melee ability, Gail. The two took out the weapon they were good at and concealed it on the door.

Outside the door~lightnovelpub.net~ Bridge screamed hastily: "Open the door!"

Luca frowned, he made a gesture that he could attack at any time, then gave Gail a wink and motioned for him to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Bridge's embarrassed figure came into Luca's eyes. Luca asked in amazement: "What's wrong with you."

"Yes..." Bridge just wanted to say something, but was suddenly dragged away by something, and the whole person jumped back, screaming into the darkness.

Luca rushed out and turned on his visible light source. The light went forward, only to see a group of living corpses surrounding Bridge and gnawing on Bridge's body desperately. Bridge, who was divided among the corpses, could only raise one left hand feebly. But after a while, this hand finally dropped.

Luca took a deep breath, then made a retreat gesture to everyone inside the door.

More and more living corpses are being attracted by the blood in the air. With the firepower of pioneers, it is simply not enough to fight against such a large number of living corpses. Therefore, they can no longer stay at the exit on the first floor. Although unwilling, but can only leave.