The alien mask made of gold, after thousands of years of wear and tear, is still golden. It is basically the same as the mask we found in the jade coffin of the high priest Xianwang, except for the eye sockets. They are both dragon-horned beasts.
The fishtail-shaped earmuffs, but the latter are worn by humans, and now the mask that suddenly appears on our side, spraying out bright red poisonous mist, is much larger, and is different from the big pot used to cook big pots of rice in the big cafeteria.
Not much
This was the only encounter. Before I had time to see clearly what it was, my heart skipped a beat. My intuition told me that it was not a zombie. Hidden behind the mask was a creature full of resentment. What came out of it was
Breathing heavily, every time he exhaled, a cloud of red mist appeared, which had long shrouded his body, making it impossible to see the whole thing.
There was no need to delay at this time. The instinctive reaction of my body replaced the thinking in my mind. I shrank back and jumped behind the rock beside me to keep a safe distance from my opponent. The Chicago typewriter in my hand also turned the gun at the same time.
He opened his mouth and fired at something in the red mist. The American submachine gun kept ejecting bullet casings, which represented the roar of death.
The bullets that were hit were distributed in a wavy fan shape, and they all penetrated into the thick red poisonous mist. The sound of metal being shot was heard. It seemed that the things in the red mist were covered with iron armor. I don’t know what we were doing.
Strafing, did it cause any damage to it? The magazine was already empty the moment my body rolled over the rocks and landed on the ground.
The fat man on the other side also dispersed and retreated at the same time. It was too late, but at that moment, the solid red mist suddenly dispersed, and the golden mask sprang out. This time, I took advantage of the masks from the female corpses in the water.
The cold green light made it clear. The huge golden mask had only one eye in the middle, and something like an eyeball was spinning around. The mouth of the mask was in the shape of a tiger's mouth. Looking at it at this time, it looked like a bloody mouth.
It seemed like a door to hell, with pink fleshy membranes exposed inside. Those fleshy membranes seemed to be the mouthparts of some kind of insect. It opened its mouth wide. It was not like the mouth of a palatine animal opening and closing, but
The elephant spread out around and turned into a square, with a similar small mouth inside. It is said to be a small mouth, and it is not a problem to swallow two or three living people at the same time. There are no rows of teeth in the mouth, but at the four corners of the mouth, each
have a hard
These characteristics fully prove that this behemoth is an insect. The body behind it is an extremely thick carapace, and there are countless palate feet that are constantly moving under it, all of which are claws shaped like human legs. The other parts of its body
It is huge and strong, not inferior to the green-scaled giant python at the foot of Zhelong Mountain, and it is also covered with thick, scale-shaped bronze heavy armor, covered with copper flowers. In the damp and dark gourd cave, this layer of armor
Many places have fallen off, and some parts have turned into mud. The bright red carapace is exposed inside. It is shiny and seems to be harder than the steel plate. Wherever the bullet hits it, a large amount of yellow juice flows out. The rest of the bullets have some
It was shot on the bronze dragon scales, and some of them pierced several big holes in the golden mask, but this guy was too big, and the red insect shell was as thick as iron and so powerful that it seemed difficult to damage it.
direct threat.
What kind of thing is this? It doesn’t look like an insect or an animal. It doesn’t look like a dragon or centipede. The dragon should be flat. This one’s body is round and bulging, and it has only one eye. The golden mask on its head, and the dragon scales.
Who the hell put the bronze shell on it? Why are all the things I encountered on this trip to Yunnan so big?
In a flash of light, I couldn't think too much about it. No matter what it was, I had to take care of it first. I saw the monster that came out of the fog and swooped down at me with its mouth wide open behind the golden mask. The submachine gun in his hand was already
I ran out of ammunition and didn't dare to fight hard. Moreover, there was underground water behind me and there were countless floating corpses in the water. I had no way to retreat, so I had to lie down and roll on the spot to avoid the sharp edge. I saw the cold green light seeping into the cave.
In the middle, a golden light flashed across, hitting the wolf-shaped translucent rock beside me, making a deafening loud noise. I took a breath of cold air, kicked the rock with both feet, and with the force of this kick,
Slide your body backwards.
Unexpectedly, there was a rock blocking the top of my head. The mountaineering helmet hit the rock and did not slide too far. The monster insect covered by the giant golden mask missed with one blow and launched a second wave of attacks without stopping. I secretly screamed in my heart.
Although the drum and magazine were in the backpack on the fat man's back, I only had an empty gun in my hand, so I had to pull out my mountaineering pick to resist.
The fat men nearby saw that I was in a hurry. One used a Chicago typewriter, and the other used a Jianwei air rifle and a pistol. They fired at the same time, aiming at the big bug's head and hitting it randomly.
The giant insect wearing a golden mask and bronze armor with dragon scales was suppressed by the violent rain of bullets. It shrank its head repeatedly. It continuously spit out red poisonous mist from the gaps in the bronze shell and from its mouth, and suddenly disappeared into the red mist.
, making it difficult to capture the target and shoot.
The cave was filled with red mist for a while, and the visibility dropped a lot. I took this opportunity and shouted to the fat man: "Little fat man, bullets."
The fat man immediately took a drum filled with bullets from the portable bag and threw it towards me. I just reached out to catch it, but before I could replace the drum with the submachine gun, the red mist suddenly floated away, and the strange insects appeared like
The fire dragon jumped out of it like a cloud and rushed towards me. I was very angry. This guy was so fierce with me. Why did he always come towards me? But my heart was clear. At this time, I was angry, but I must not be anxious.
The difference between life and death is often only the blink of an eye.
I immediately did not dodge or dodge, and made a huge bet with life and death between the speed of loading the drum of my submachine gun and the speed of the golden mask.
After running out of ammunition, they were all reloading their weapons. When they saw my desperate move, they were all stunned. They forgot where they were for a moment and stood there in shock.
The experience of fighting for hundreds of lives on the front line finally gave me an advantage. I was only a fraction of a second faster than the opponent. When I raised the muzzle of the gun, the big mouth of your monster was already stretched out in front of me.
I had no time to care about who was faster than who, so I just pulled the trigger based on my feeling. The Chicago typewriter almost pressed against the mouth of the golden mask and started to type. The signature old-fashioned typewriter sound was about to start.
I heard a dull wailing in my ears. My body felt like it was hit by a huge iron plate. I was pushed back by the golden mask and turned two somersaults. I kept going backwards until I hit the mountain wall.
Every bone hurt. If I hadn't been wearing elbow and knee pads, my joints would have been broken. I felt like all the internal organs in my chest were turning over and over, making me unable to breathe.
My gamble seemed to be successful. A long string of bullets, at least ten or more, seemed to have all hit the mouth of the giant monster insect. The red poisonous mist shrank into the corner of the gourd hole and became thicker and thicker, never to be seen again.
Any movement.
The fat man was overjoyed and shouted to me: Well done Lao Hu, you are so brave. On behalf of the Central Military Commission, I congratulate you. Our army will award you with the honorable title of Super Combat Hero after Comrades Huang Jiguang and Yang Gensi. You
He will be the third living legend in history to receive this honor.
Someone on the other side shouted to me: What a brave man! You are so crazy that you want to kill yourself.
I listened to the fat man's nonsense and was very angry. I thought to myself, who the hell are you trying to bully? How could a super battle hero not die with honor? He thought I didn't die fast enough. I wanted to talk back, but my whole body ached and I couldn't say anything.
When I came out, I stretched my arms and kicked my legs. Fortunately, I didn't suffer any serious injuries and I couldn't care less about the internal injuries.
I suddenly felt a little awkward, as if something was missing from my body. I hurriedly touched it with my hands. When I touched my face, I felt cold in my heart. Oops, in this life-and-death struggle, my gas mask was knocked off. Now I
Cold sweat broke out immediately. When I was risking my life just now, although life and death were just between breaths, after all, I was holding my life in my own hands and the initiative was in my own hands, so I didn't feel too scared, but it was gone.
The gas mask, even if we retrieve it right now, I'm afraid it will be ruined. Although we have brought some antidote drugs, they are all ordinary snake venom. Even if the medical saint Hua Tuo is resurrected with this red poisonous mist, it will be difficult for him to revive.
Now, I have inhaled so much poisonous gas that it is probably inevitable. When I think about life and death, my heart feels like a mess. I just think about what the symptoms of poisoning are like and where I should feel uncomfortable. When I think about it, I feel uncomfortable everywhere in my body.
It's over, it's over, this time Mr. Hu, I really want to return to my position. Fuck him, it's all Fatty's fault. He's trying to curse me with some super battle hero.
He also discovered that my gas mask was lost, so he hurriedly rushed to me and asked anxiously: Why did you lose your gas mask? What do you feel uncomfortable about?
I was so anxious that even my voice changed, and I suddenly felt very moved in my heart. When I thought that I was about to make a heroic sacrifice and say goodbye to her forever, my hands and feet were cold and I sat down on the ground and said to her: I really can't do it this time.
I can't tell what's wrong with me. Anyway, I don't feel well anywhere in my body now. It seems that the infection caused by the poisonous gas has expanded. It has probably penetrated into the bone marrow and traveled through all the nine orifices. Within a moment, I may be killed.
I have a few final words to say
The fat man also rushed over. He held my hand tightly with one hand and pressed my mouth with the other. He choked and said: Commander Hu, you must not say your last words. Have you not seen those people who were shot in the movie?
Revolutionaries, even those who were injured and not dead, did not survive. Those who had a lot of lines at the end, after explaining the big and small things and the party dues for the month, were designated to be teased.
I pushed away the fat man's hand covering my mouth and said to him painfully: Comrades, what time is it now? If you don't let me say the last few words, do you think I am willing to die? If you don't let me do some things,
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