One hundred and fifty-four chapters escape room (eighteen)
Dark clouds cover the sea, and frightening thunder lights flash in the distance from time to time.
Raging waves hit the rocks, and hundreds of billions of tons of viscous seawater surged on the earth's crust. The huge cruise ship was like a shaky cradle at the moment, in danger of capsizing at any time.
Two helicopters hovered over the cruise ship, swaying under the attack of strong winds.
A3 checked his equipment with a gloomy expression, then turned to the intercom and said: "One group is following me and preparing to land directly on the deck. B3 pay attention. The second group continues to follow in the air and provide fire support. Remember, keep in touch with the headquarters at all times."
contact!"
"B3 received!" came the reply from another helicopter, "Group 2 is ready."
"Prepare to land!"
The black-painted helicopter slowly descended at the "H" mark in the center of the deck, and gradually stopped on the wooden deck.
"Check the equipment again and prepare for action!"
Raindrops fell on the deck and wet the outer shell of the helicopter.
A3 picked up the M16A4 in his hand, and after confirming that there was nothing nearby, he quickly rushed into the floor on the right.
The corridor was very dull, and I could only hear the footsteps of a few people. Occasionally there was a rustling sound, like a rat, or something surging in the dark.
"Section Chief, No. 12's bodily fluids and a small amount of coagulated blood were detected on the ground," B7 said in a low voice, "With all due respect, B2 and the others may have..."
"Don't think about things you shouldn't think about," A3 said coldly, "The distress signal was sent just thirteen minutes ago. Could it be that the underground shelter couldn't withstand the attack for only thirteen minutes?"
"I made a mistake." B7 called the five or six fully armed operators behind him to follow him, while keeping an eye on the surrounding situation.
"In addition," A3's calm voice sounded again, "If something unexpected happens to B2... all other C-level operators on the ship must be wiped out. This is an order."
"This..." Several B-level operators were silent and did not dare to say anything, but they all knew that this was a decision made by Alvis headquarters and they had no right to interfere.
Climbing up the stairs, the group quickly arrived at their destination: the main control room.
The door was just open, with a faint ray of light coming out.
A3 cautiously walked in with a gun. The computer screen in front of him was still on, but B2 on the ground had expired for a long time and turned into a cold corpse.
"this……"
Several B-class operators looked at each other and glanced around fearfully, but it was obvious that the place was already deserted.
"B2 has been dead for more than ten hours. It cannot be him who sent the distress signal." A3 said firmly, "Where are those C-level operators?"
"Wait, B2's ID card!" B4 noticed something was wrong, "B2's ID card is still on the scanner!"
"Did those C-level officers know the truth but didn't report it?"
"No, this can only mean that the situation has exceeded their imagination." A3 said lightly, "But B2's body showed signs of poisoning... Maybe, those C-level operators wanted to betray Alves, so...
B2 was poisoned... It's just that B2 died in the attack of No.12. The instability of No.12 exceeded their expectations, and they asked us for help in order to survive. In short, those C-level operators
Must die."
He selected three people from the team and said quickly: "You go deal with the problem of No. 12, and we will go to the basement to find those traitors. Keep in touch at any time."
With that said, he quickly left the room with B4 and others behind him.
B7 stood there and confirmed the situation in the room again: there was only one body there.
There is only one body.
…
"How's it going?" Banxia hid behind the barrel, with the helicopter of the A3 action group in front of her, "What's going on over there?"
"As expected, they want to kill us to hide the secret of No. 12 forever, and..." Jian Yi pointed to the sky with one hand: "There is also a helicopter above, and the M134 firepower it carries is so powerful that it can shoot us directly into a sieve."
"Trouble." Banxia changed his mind: "But what if we use No. 12?"
"That would be even more troublesome," Jian Yi suddenly smiled evilly, "But I like it. The side missions and the main mission can kill two birds with one stone... It's a good plan."
"Hasn't anyone ever said that you look like a villain every time you smile?"
Jian Yi hunched over and returned to the long corridor: "Unfortunately, that's what they all said."
The corridor still had that weird look, with the sticky liquid and fishy smell, it looked like the intestines of an animal.
"The texture here looks more and more like meat..." Banxia looked at the wall in front of her, "Is it an illusion? The color is not right."
"Ah..." Jian Yi looked at the surrounding environment and said coldly: "It's a little bit, but it's not a big problem. The most fatal problem is that we still don't know what No. 12's ability is, and even less about its body.
We don’t know anything, but we still have the initiative.”
The two of them were still walking deeper, but strangely, the three-person team that entered the corridor before them had disappeared without a trace.
My head feels a little dizzy.
There seemed to be thunder and lightning coming from outside the ship.
Hallucination?
It seems not.
This sound gradually disappeared.
As the corridor went deeper, the feeling of hypoxia and dizziness in the brain became stronger and stronger. Jian Yi realized that everything in his eyes was getting weirder, and... it could no longer be called the "wall" in his cognition.
.
It seemed that the wall came alive and was shaking constantly, like a fat corpse floating in the air. The surface was covered with strange pits and black mold spots, and a dark yellow and fishy thick liquid seeped from its surface from time to time.
It came out and spread continuously on the floor until it flowed under the simple feet, corroding the originally extremely hard ground.
"Half...wait, it's gone..."
Just when Jian Yi was about to say something, she realized that Banxia beside her had disappeared.
When did she...
How long has it been since this happened?
The concept of time seems to have disappeared in an instant.
"Come here kid, come here..."
"Back in my arms..."
The elegant and ethereal murmurs kept echoing in my brain, as kind and friendly as my mother's voice.
Jian Jian didn't know why he chose the word "mother" to describe this voice. The word seemed to appear in his mind out of thin air, washing his mind.
"Cognitive hazard? Or...directly changed the entire ship's identity?" He muttered to himself and looked behind him, where there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The severed arm covered with putrid maggots was attached to the wall and was waving constantly. The severed thigh was like a fish out of water, flopping repeatedly on the floor. On the surface of the thigh was a smiling woman's face.
The ground under your feet gradually became soft to the touch, as if it was melted, licking the soles of the cowhide boots.
Jian lowered his head to check, but only saw long, pink snake cores, which were constantly stirring, paving the bloody ground under his feet.
