Lin Sanjiu's shout fell into the thick blue rolling in front of her eyes, and was immediately swallowed up. She seemed to hear a faint sound in the fog, but she was not sure whether it was Mim's response.
She glanced at the rotten jelly-like pieces of meat at her feet. Instead of rushing into the mist, she suddenly squatted down and picked up a broken piece of black "tongue" with her hands.
Unlike what she imagined, this was not just a piece of minced meat.
It was wrapped in a plastic-like shell that held tightly like a shrimp shell, and contained purple-black, sticky, and undulating strips of meat inside. She endured the nausea and inserted one into her body.
Finger, I didn't expect that as soon as my finger touched it, it immediately turned into a sticky gravy, causing the fingertip to sink in with a "gurgling" sound; the [Protective Force Field] suddenly lit up, and then the consciousness quickly began to drain away.
- This shows that the [Protective Force Field] is constantly being corroded.
Lin Sanjiu withdrew his hand, picked up several other different parts, and finally roughly spelled out a complete purple-black "tongue": it was an arthropod creature in the shape of a long tongue, with no limbs and only one end of the shell.
There were several thin steel needles hidden inside, which could be retracted freely. The steel needles were hollow inside, and the tubes extended into the meat strips. Lin Sanjiu held it and observed it for a few seconds, and finally figured out its purpose.
This "tongue" can first inject the highly corrosive meat juice in its own body into the holes on a person's face, and then suck out all the melted contents in the skull bit by bit. If you think about it carefully, when she flashed
The "tongues" that I saw digging into the ground seemed to be much larger than the ones in front of me.
In the mess in front of her, she also found a steel needle stuck in half of her eyeball, which seemed to silently confirm her guess.
Lin Sanjiu finally figured out how those prostrate heads became empty balls, but a new doubt arose.
These things are obviously just low-level creatures with simple structures and don't even have brains... As she thought about it, she put the single cannon on her shoulders and silently walked step by step deeper into the thick fog.
She didn't want to call out rashly anymore. After all, every word she uttered would not be known when it would be played again. Just after taking two steps, she suddenly felt an itch on her arm. When she lowered her head, she found that
It was the cold-colored little machine that Siba'an gave her - it stretched out many aluminum alloy claws, quickly grabbed her sleeves, climbed up, and sat down on her shoulder with a thud.
The claws stretched out and slapped two metal pieces against her temples.
Thanks to this thing, it was able to get rid of the purple-black "tongue" that got into her nasal cavity at the critical moment. It seemed that it was ready to shock her at any time. Lin Sanjiu smiled silently and bitterly,
I feel more or less confident.
Before she could finish her breath, a series of gunfire suddenly rang out in front of her - the sudden bombardment tore apart the silent mist, and was accompanied by a vague roar: "Lin Sanjiu!"
Lin Sanjiu was startled and hurriedly rushed out. The corpses on the ground had been lying here for who knows how long, and they were wrapped in cloth and turned into bags of mud;
He stepped over and ran over: "Sba'an!"
The fog dissipated in front of my eyes, and a tall blond figure not far away suddenly turned around, as if he was taken aback, and the gunfire in his hand stopped for a moment: "You...why are you--"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Sanjiu suddenly opened her eyes wide.
A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the mist not far in front of Sba'an. Before the two of them could react, the black shadow suddenly dispersed, like an endless swarm of locusts attacking from the sky, spreading all over the place in an instant.
Full of vision.
"Don't hesitate, fire!" When Siba'an finished speaking, Lin Sanjiu had already gritted his teeth and mobilized his will, aiming his single-person cannon at the storm formed by the "black maggots". However, at this moment, there was a shrill sound.
The screams pierced the violent storm and penetrated clearly into their ears.
"Sir!" Mim's voice was wrapped in countless purple and black tongues, as if being swayed by the strong wind: "Sir!"
Sibaan was stunned, and the heavy and huge firearm in his hand couldn't help but pause.
With just this moment of hesitation, they lost the only brief window to repel the storm with bullets. Lin Sanjiu raised her eyes and watched as the mist above her head was pierced by countless black tongues and fell on her body.
There were shadows like flying fish.
She looked back at Sibaan who was standing not far away, and made up her mind in an instant.
In the white light that kept flashing around him, Lin Sanjiu put away the [combat items], kicked off his feet, and pounced on Sibaan like a leopard. When he turned his head and saw her, he seemed to have endured the counterattack.
; The next second, the two of them collided heavily and fell straight to the ground.
"Don't move," she breathed heavily in his ear and whispered, "I'll block it, you shoot!"
She leaned closely against Sibaan, and his body was stained with gunpowder smoke, the smell of blood and the faint smell of figs, filling her nostrils. She had never been so worried about the other person's tall body like she was at this moment, so she had to turn her consciousness
He poured all his strength into the [Protective Force Field], and even extended the layer of faint white light from the body, finally enveloping both of them under the protection of the [Protective Force Field].
"Quick," her breath ruffled the other person's loose blond hair: "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long!"
In addition to the rapid consumption of consciousness, Lin Sanjiu was also constantly fighting against his other will. In just a few seconds, the two arms supporting the ground began to tremble slightly - but Sba
An seemed to be stunned, not moving under her body, her body actually froze.
"Hurry up." Countless purple-black "tongues" were like raindrops, constantly hitting her body and hitting the ground next to the two of them. As soon as they landed, they quickly swam towards the two of them, splashing all over them.
The ground nearby was covered with dust. Under the erosion of countless purple and black shadows, she couldn't help but shouted again, "I——"
Before he finished speaking, Sibaan suddenly stretched out his hand and put her weight on his chest: "It's okay, I can shoot like this."
When he quickly retracted his hand, the back of his hand had been scratched with blood from several purple-black steel needles. Lin Sanjiu tried her best to block his movements with her body, and felt him insert the muzzle of a gun from her shoulder.
He walked out. "Cover your ears," he whispered, with a slightly hoarse tremor in his voice: "Hold on, it will take a while."
Lin Sanjiu blocked her ears with part of her consciousness, but she still felt the strong sound of gunfire pouring out like an angry wave in her ears; the products produced by the arsenal were indeed different from ordinary firearms, and the scalding heat and thick gunpowder smoke on her shoulders were
It lasted for a full two or three minutes behind her, and then it finally gradually became thinner.
As soon as the gunfire stopped, she immediately turned over and climbed up, and quickly glanced back. The fog gradually closed, and she did not see the shadow of Mim among the purple-black juice, broken shells and meat that had been smashed.
.
"What's going on with Mim's voice?" Sibaan lay on his back and looked at her for a few seconds with his elbows on the ground - Lin Sanjiu's back was full of smelly dampness, but his body was still clean.
"I heard your voice just now. Just when I thought you were under attack, you appeared from another direction... Is there something here that can imitate our voices?"
"No," Lin Sanjiu shook her head, "I don't think it was an imitation."
When she said this, she was suddenly startled and couldn't help but pause.
"What's wrong?" Sibaan stood up and asked.
"No matter what the thing that makes our voices is, I have never heard it say anything that we didn't say ourselves... In other words, I suspect that it recorded our conversation and then intercepted part of it and played it back to mislead
We, or maybe you want us to spread out and defeat them one by one." Lin Sanjiu took a breath and forced herself to become nervous - even though she knew the real situation intellectually, her mood always felt like she was being beaten.
Like anesthesia.
As soon as she finished speaking, Sibaan understood.
"You mean, Mim did make those calls for help just now, but I don't know when." He closed his eyes tightly and slowly exhaled.
"I have only been separated from him for seven or eight minutes, and I have never heard him cry out for help like that before." Lin Sanjiu frowned and said.
"It means that he was in danger within these seven or eight minutes." Siba'an nodded, pulled open the collar of his uniform a little irritably, and picked up the machine gun on the ground with trembling fingers. "The matter is over, there is no need to worry about being alarmed.
There are things underground. Just blow away the fog. We must find Mim as soon as possible."
If the boy fell into the center of the purple-black tongue, these few minutes would be enough for him to be dissolved several times. Lin Sanjiu knew that she should be angry and anxious at this time, but there was no emotion at all, as if Mim was just going out.
It's like going on an outing.
She called out [Tornado Whip] and rolled out pieces of fierce wind as much as she could. The sound of the wind tore through the sky and the earth, and was so sharp that it made people panic. Under such unbridled wind, the mist could no longer gather.
, wisps of clouds flew apart, gradually exposing this bowl-shaped depression to the skylight.
The two of them stood on a gentle slope covered with a personal "mushroom". After the fog opened little by little, there was suddenly no sound.
In the deepest part of this bowl-shaped depression, that is, on the land at the bottom of the "bowl", a huge shadow like a hill dimly appeared.
"...Mother Queen." Lin Sanjiu heard herself murmuring. She was very excited! This chapter was completely written using the new toy. Unexpectedly, it was written quite smoothly. It seems that it is not considered a productivity tool.
Totally bragging. After writing this sentence, I looked back at the reward information and knelt down... Is Duojiang a new reader? As soon as I entered the trap, I rewarded five hundred leaves. This... will really spoil the author.
Oh my god! I'm waving my hands now like an old hen flapping her wings! Thank you for your wrong love! I can't help it, I'll assign you a role! Thank you Fujin from Bombay, you will always owe Meat, Team Rabbit, Long Night Fantasy Song,
The Cult of the Flying Spaghetti God, Entrano Father-in-law, Symphonic Psalms, Flying Pigs and Cats, etc. Everyone’s rewards and monthly votes! It’s a bit painful to write a thank you list with toys...
