I was born in hell. Special training in hell (2)-Science Fiction
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Chapter.Hell Special Training (2)
dominate.
Corridor of bitter fantasy, nightmare space.
The evil purple eyes in the sky are watching everything in the space.
Gu Fan is the master of this nightmare space, controlling everything like a "nightmare beast".
Fear, despair, trembling...
Gu Fan could feel the slightest trace of negative emotions.
"I can feel that the terror is expanding little by little, and the pain and struggle are intertwined with each other."
"That's delicious spiritual power. It can actually become my spiritual food and strengthen the ability of the nightmare beast's Corridor of Bitter Illusion."
People's negative emotions will eventually be involved in the huge whirlpool in the sky, and then absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.
Death again and again.
Time and time again, he was thrown to the ground by the carrion monster.
In the nightmare space, those dead soldiers no longer knew how many times they had died.
They could clearly feel the pain and despair when the monster fell on them, tore the body apart with its claws, and took out the internal organs.
"Uh uh uh!!"
The wriggling flesh buds on the carrion monster's body continue to grow, turning into slender tentacles, crawling into the body, sucking out the flesh and blood tissue like sucking jelly.
"Don't come over!!"
"Ah ah ah, don't come over!!"
Deadpool No. 46 finally couldn't stand the torture anymore and pulled the fuse to cause the explosives on his body to explode.
The flames soared into the sky, and layers of fire waves covered the monsters. The smell of burning filled their mouths and noses, and hundreds of rotting corpses died.
But this makes no sense.
The monster carrion quickly filled the gap and continued to roar towards the crowd.
"Don't be afraid!!"
"do not be afraid!!"
"Aim at their heads and keep an eye on their surroundings."
Le Zhiqi kept pointing out mistakes, glanced at the dead soldier No. 13 who was about to be knocked down, and shouted: "In close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than firearms."
The dead soldiers formed a circle.
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After the above deaths, you will almost become familiar with the use of firearms and weapons.
When human beings are on the verge of danger and death, they can best stimulate their body's potential. In order not to be surrounded and eaten by those carrion corpses again, they must make changes and become stronger in battle.
"I can't take it anymore!!"
"I don't want to die anymore, I don't want to be tortured anymore, ahhhhh!!"
Soldier No. 39 held up a machine gun, and the monsters in front of him were reduced to pulp, but his tense spirit was broken at this moment.
He didn't want to continue fighting.
He didn't want to suffer anymore.
He didn't want to die again and again, and face those hideous and terrifying monsters again and again.
Finally, Soldier No. 39 dropped the machine gun in his hand and ran into the fog crying, followed by the harsh sound of flesh and blood rubbing against each other.
It seems that another one has gone crazy.
The dead soldiers suffered mental breakdowns one after another.
Although they are determined to face death, who can remain calm when faced with real terror?
"Think about your loved ones."
"Think about it, your love."
"If you fall here and can't hold on, maybe they will die."
Above the sky, vast energy splashed like light, and evil phantoms penetrated into the deepest part of consciousness.
The dead soldiers, the deepest softness in their hearts was touched.
Flames covered the human city, the base door had been knocked open by advanced alien species, and countless monsters roared and rushed through the door.
Girl No. 01, she saw her parents being knocked down by the monster, and its dark claws full of filth cut off their parents' necks and tore their internal organs into pieces.
Father No. 02, he saw his lovely daughter, paralyzed on the ground and too scared to move. A huge foot ran over her and trampled her into a pulp.
Husband No. 03, he saw his wife being lifted up by the alien species with one hand, and the huge bloody mouth slowly came down, biting off half of the head in one bite.
No.
No, no, no, no...
The softest place in people's hearts is actually the driving force for them to become strong.
The faith in your heart cannot collapse. For the most important people, you must hold on even if you die a thousand times.
roar.
They picked up their weapons again and continued to fight the carrion with their eyes red.
The number of people continued to decrease, but those who remained became stronger and stronger, resisting the attacks of monsters time and time again.
Le Zhiqi nodded repeatedly on one side.
Those who can persevere until the end are amazing.
She sent a signal to the purple phantom in the sky, and the monsters in front of the dead soldiers disappeared one after another.
They fluttered like petals, and finally broke into a large piece of pink mist, disappearing into the hazy mist.
Is it over...
The dead soldiers fell to their knees limply.
Is this testing training finally over?
"Okay, my basic special training is completed."
Le Zhiqi stretched out and looked a little tired. While performing demonstration movements, she corrected the movements of all the dead soldiers. She was really a little tired.
but……
The boss must be more tired.
He simulated the entire battlefield, penetrated into everyone's mind, and controlled everything. It was simply a divine method.
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"Ahem."
Le Zhiqi cleared her throat and continued: "You have already mastered the combat methods and the use of weapons. Next, let instructor Wu Ze train you."
What?
Next training?
The dead soldiers looked desperate as they looked at the other person coming out of the fog.
Wu Ze!!
He is the second instructor responsible for teaching the dead soldiers to fight.
"I am instructor Wu Ze."
"You just performed well, but in terms of combat level, you are just a piece of shit."
Wu Ze was cautious and serious, and his words were unceremonious: "Holding weapons and firing bullets indiscriminately, the battle becomes a mess. Some enemies can be defeated with one bullet, but hundreds of bullets are wasted and smashed into rotten flesh."
"Next, I will teach you teamwork!"
Teamwork.
A person's power is limited, but a team is completely different.
If we can build a defensive circle and weave a fire blockade network, we can make up for each other's shortcomings and fill the vacancies left by our teammates.
The power of people coming together is definitely not as simple as 11.
Wu Ze began to teach.
He was not as anxious as Le Zhiqi, but carefully explained how to cooperate and how to reasonably allocate resources to fill the vacancies...
After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands: "Okay, you won't be able to remember it if I talk too much. Let's experience it in practice."
Feel it yourself.
The tide of carrion monsters is coming again!!
The expressions of the dead soldiers became desperate. It seemed that their painful torture and hellish training had just begun.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
…………
In the nightmare, the flow of time is completely different from the outside reality.
Gu Fan controlled all this and maintained the [Corridor of Bitter Illusion] for a full week. By the end, his consciousness had begun to become a little blurry.
"It's almost the limit."
"Kill them one more time and return to the real world."