The American captain looked around, but couldn't see anyone except the thick fog. He turned to Jerry and said seriously: "Jerry, don't make such a joke."

Jerry's head was hanging down, as if he had taken off his head and stuffed it into his arms. Seeing Jerry like this, the American captain had an ominous premonition.

The tactical flashlight shone on Jerry's face, and Jerry's facial features were deeply hidden in the shadows.

Suddenly Jerry laughed eerily, the sound was like a crow feasting on a dead body, making a shrill noise.

The American captain nervously pointed his gun at Jerry. Jerry kept his head lowered and chuckled loudly. His chest was like a tuberculosis patient, making a whirring sound like an old sealed box.

With a crow-like laugh, the American captain couldn't describe how he felt now, as if the person sitting in front of him was not Jerry, but an evil ghost.

Jerry, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and shouted at the American captain: "Captain, I'm Mike!"

The face was as dry and tight as old tree bark, the withered yellow hair on the top of the head...the jagged teeth...the black skull that blended into the darkness.

Ah~~~~~

The American captain screamed and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Ta~ta~ta, bullets poured out like a waterfall.

The abominable black skull disappeared with a weird smile, and the surrounding thick fog surged up to fill the gap where the black skull disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, only the captain of the United States is left.

The pounding sound of the heart echoed in the dense black mist.

The American captain gasped for breath and took a long breath before pulling out the magazine with trembling hands. Everyone carried five magazines with them, and three of them had been empty.

His only sense told Captain America that he should replenish his ammunition, as the black skeleton ghost that disappeared would appear again.

Orange bullets were stuffed into the magazine by the captain of the United States. There were more bullets in front of him. He was so frightened that his hands became somewhat inoperable and kept trembling.

Stuffing bullets has become a difficult and time-consuming task. It usually takes less than a minute to stuff three magazines. Now the American captain feels that he has spent a long time, maybe an hour, or maybe more.

The winter fog brought a deep chill, and the American captain, who had broken out in a cold sweat, felt a layer of frost condensing on his skin, as if he was in an ice cellar, with the possibility of freezing at any time.

"We must get active and escape from this nightmare place!"

Hundreds of life-and-death battles gave Captain America a strong psychological endurance. After replacing the buffer of bullets, Captain America quickly calmed down and made the most correct choice based on his physical condition.

Move around to avoid death from hypothermia, abandon your teammates, and find a way out quickly.

Packing his bags, the American captain set off on the road in panic, rushing into the fog.

The endless fog seemed to have no end.

No matter which direction he goes, no matter how long he runs, the American captain cannot break through the fog in front of him. Time and space seem to have lost meaning here. There is no other scene around except the fog. He is so eager to see something.

Even a fallen leaf is fine.

The convoy we were traveling in could not be found, and the mission target hotel could not be found.

The road under your feet is endless...

The anxious American captain suddenly bumped into something and fell to the ground.

Alertly, he immediately stood up with his gun raised, and his tactical flashlight caught an excited and delighted face.

"Oh, thank God! Captain! I finally found you. Where is Jerry!"

Mike said happily.

The captain of the United States looked at the creature in front of him that looked like Mike with a foxy look. He couldn't tell whether the Mike in front of him was really Mike.

Looking at the heavily guarded captain in front of him, Mike said uneasily: "Captain, what's wrong with you? It's me. Mike! Mike! Your little angel!"

The captain of the United States began to believe that the person in front of him was his teammate, because only Mike would say such disgusting words. Mike is a gay and will not miss any opportunity to tease his teammates, and the anxious look on Mike's face does not seem to be fake.

There are various signs that the person in front of him is undoubtedly Mike. The American captain put aside his worries and stepped forward to give Mike a warm hug. Normally, the American captain would never make such an intimate move towards Mike.

Doing something intimate with a gay man is undoubtedly asking for death, and you might not be able to save your anus that night.

In a strange and scary environment, it is very reassuring to have reliable teammates around you. After the two had their passion, the American captain asked: "Mike, where did you go just now? Jerry said I sent you out to explore the road.

Yes? But I remember not sending you out?"

Mike opposite looked surprised.

"What, Captain, didn't you send me out? We just heard Team Three's cry for help, and you asked me to go find out the situation. After running to the front, I found no trace of Team Three, and then I started looking back for you and Jie.

Rui, I couldn't find any trace of you two. I was lost in the fog alone and started running in panic. As I ran, I bumped into you!"

After listening to Mike's description, the American captain broke out in a cold sweat. Combined with what Jerry said just now, it seemed that he had indeed given an order to Mike, but there was no impression of this order in his memory.

Thick uneasiness once again enveloped the American captain's heart, and he pondered for a long time.

The captain of the United States said seriously: "Mike, listen to me. We have encountered some incomprehensible things. This may be a place controlled by the devil. Jerry said the same to me just now. Then we found that you disappeared, and Jerry changed

He became an evil ghost with a black withered head! Listen, don’t laugh. I’m not kidding. What I said is true! We have to be careful.”

As he was talking, the American captain noticed that Mike's smile across from him was a bit weird, that smile was like a smile that would bring success to his conspiracy. The American captain suddenly had a bad feeling.

In an instant, Mike opposite him changed his appearance, his face was ashen, and his smile was ferocious.

"Captain, is this what the evil ghost you saw looks like?"

The skin on Mike's face began to crack and peel off like a wall, revealing deep black dry skin under the peeling skin.

The moment he saw the blackness, the American captain felt as if someone was choking his throat and couldn't breathe.

His eyes were red, and he pulled the trigger in desperation.

"Ah~ah~kill you devil, save me, Lord! Save your child!"

Mike's skin peeled off cleanly and turned into a black, dry head. There was still a weird smile on the head, which slowly dissipated in the hail of bullets.

The American captain collapsed and burst into tears.

He would rather die on the battlefield and have the cannonballs explode into pieces than face this devil again.
Chapter completed!