That guy seemed to be very sensitive to the smell of blood.
After I was injured, its movements obviously became faster.
It bit my heel almost the whole time and kept attacking.
I dodged several times and was finally thrown to the ground.
The guy was of average size, but his strength was astonishing.
After I was pushed to the ground by him, I hit him with my knee several times, but it actually didn't move at all.
I didn't dare to fight.
I raised my hand and was met with a series of gunshots.
At such a close distance, I almost hit the target.
The guy struggled for a few times and then fell down towards me with a "boom".
I didn't have time to dodge, and it covered my face with blood, which was fishy and smelly.
I hurriedly kicked it away and lay on the ground coughing for a long time before I recovered.
I wiped my face and touched the flashlight on the ground.
I turned around to see who this guy was.
Under the flashlight light, his face was no longer as distorted as before, and upon closer inspection, he looked like a human-looking guy.
Cropped hair, camouflage clothes, and holes all over his body.
Even if I hit all the shots, it would be impossible to cause such great damage.
No wonder he walked with a drag, as he had been seriously injured long ago.
But why did he attack me?
What is that sense of dissonance in the darkness?
The more I looked at the corpse, the more I felt something was wrong.
When I looked more closely, I saw that the position of the corpse's head and body were very twisted, with the face and palms pointing upward at the same time.
It was as if it had been twisted 180 degrees.
After I got closer, I realized that this guy was dead with his back in the air.
So where did this face come from?
Why is there a human face where the back of the head should be?
I was startled by my thoughts.
In the dark ear room, I was the only one with this twisted and weird corpse.
I hesitated whether to turn it over to take a closer look.
Thinking of what I might see, I sweated more and more, but I still couldn't restrain my curiosity.
I placed the flashlight sideways, held the body's head with both hands, and slowly turned it over.
This guy's neck seemed to have been broken by something a long time ago, and he could turn it effortlessly, like a twist.
After I completely turned its head over, I saw a distorted face, which was in sharp contrast to the human face on the back of its head.
It is impossible for a person to have two faces at the same time, and it is even less possible for a person's face to grow behind his back.
I suppressed the fear in my heart and did a simple inspection of the corpse.
I confirmed that except for the two completely different faces, it was an ordinary human corpse.
Judging from the equipment on his body, he should be in the same group as the Japanese.
As for why he was the only one who returned to the ear room and the whereabouts of the others, I have no idea, let alone finding clues from this strange corpse.
To be on the safe side, I plan to leave here as soon as possible to avoid similar attacks again.
After making up my mind, I tried my best to recall the map.
The map in the little bastard's hand was a copy.
Not only was it rough and blurry, but some key points were not marked.
I only remembered that the main hall and the main tomb chamber were closely connected, with a middle There are no other rooms blocking it.
Since this side chamber was used as a raw material yard before, its location should be not far from the main tomb chamber.
I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't remember the record about this ear chamber.
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At this time, I felt a heart-piercing pain from the wound on the back of my neck.
I shook my head and touched it lightly with my fingers.
I found that the wound was about two inches long.
Although I couldn't see it, I could tell from the touch of my fingertips that the skin had been turned out and twisted a few times. , the movement was fairly smooth, and fortunately no bones were injured.
But if the bleeding cannot be stopped in time, it will cause a lot of trouble in the future.
I remembered that I had first aid items in my backpack, so I quickly took it out and looked at it.
Unfortunately, the hemostatic plugs and bandages were all at Shirey Yang's side, and I only had sutures and medical tape here.
I could only comfort myself by saying that it was better than nothing.
Although it hurt, it could be dealt with in a simple way.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at the corpse on the ground, and decided to move to a place further away from it before suturing myself.
I covered the wound and retreated to the bottom of the rock wall, lit a candle, and placed the suture needle on the outer flame and walked back and forth a few times.
After threading the thread, I took a deep breath and warned myself that this work must be done quickly.
If the sewing is slow, I will suffer.
I lowered my head, holding the needle in my right hand, then pressed the wound with the index and middle fingers of my left hand, drew a rough outline, then closed my eyes, and quickly inserted the first needle.
I didn't dare to breathe at all, and I was only thinking about how to complete this almost masochistic first aid operation as quickly as possible.
The most painful thing in the suturing process is not the pain when the needle is inserted, but the puncture sensation when the sewing thread connects the skin and flesh.
The same thing repeatedly swims back and forth between the skin and flesh.
I can even You can clearly hear the diabolo-like sound made when the thread and meat rub together rapidly.
Halfway through sewing, I could no longer keep my head down, so I stopped and tilted my neck up a little.
At this time, I heard the familiar rustling sound slowly sounding in the darkness.
I secretly cursed, "Fuck you, uncle", thinking to myself, you're cheating me when I'm halfway through sewing.
There are no rules at all.
I'm not able to move easily at this moment.
If I have a head-on conflict with that guy again, I'll just Afraid that something big will go wrong.
I reluctantly stood up and wanted to escape from the ear room before he got close.
Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, a series of urgent and heavy footsteps came from directly in front of me.
I was shocked.
Could it be that these monsters planned to line up in an organized and purposeful manner to find trouble?
The one just now was already busy.
My head is bleeding.
Listen to this noise.
Stop talking about four or five people in front of me.
This is simply a bolt from the blue that kills people.
When I was hesitating, a dark wind roared from the side.
Without thinking, I threw the candle in my hand at the other person.
Originally, he just wanted to create a chance for himself to escape, but unexpectedly, the guy actually collided directly with the burning candle.
The candles made by Master Yu were mixed with some secret recipe, and they burned extremely vigorously when exposed to fire.
The double-faced corpse instantly became a burning man scurrying around.
I ran away and as soon as I rushed to the door, I saw several double-faced corpses coming towards me.
They were also wearing camouflage uniforms, and their heads hung on necks that had long since lost their human form, as if they were in danger of falling off at any time.
Judging from the results of the battle I just had, these guys still don't care even if they lose their heads.
The wound on my neck has not been completely stitched up, and there are only three bullets left in the gun.
There is really no chance of winning in the fight.
At this time, the unlucky guy who was set on fire seemed to be in a hornet's nest, wandering around.
I caught a glimpse of the explosives scattered in the corner, and thought to myself, if it doesn't work out, I'll have to deal with my ancestors.
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It's better to blow up the ancient tomb than to be eaten by a group of two-faced monsters.
I kicked away the arrogant Pyro, and rushed towards the pile of explosives.
After landing, I picked up a bag of explosives and raised it high above my head without even looking at it.
At this time, I wanted to shout "Long live New China" before lighting the fire, but when I touched my pocket, I discovered that the lighter was missing.
The moment I hesitated, all the two-faced corpses swarmed towards the corner like chicken blood.
Apart from the untouched explosive packs, there was only a rock wall behind me.
At this moment, I really couldn’t die even if I wanted to.
I deserved it.
It has become a meal on everyone's plate.
"Get down!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, a roar suddenly came from somewhere.
The dark room suddenly turned into a battlefield, and the sound of strafing came from all directions.
I covered my head and fell to the ground, not forgetting to tell the other person: "There are explosives here, be careful of stray bullets."
The fierce strafing sound was not weakened by the presence of explosives.
Amidst the hail of bullets, a familiar voice continued to shout: "No one is allowed to stop until they are smashed and penetrated."
I was shocked.
It was the voice of that old bastard Wang Puyuan.
He suffered heavy losses in Tomb No. 1.
After so many men appeared out of nowhere and fired like a storm, the ground was covered with bullet casings.
Just hearing a long "buzz" sound, the cold light on the rock wall suddenly turned on again.
Because I had been in the dark for a long time, I couldn't see clearly what was in front of me.
I covered my eyes and lay on the ground for a while before I got up.
Wang Puyuan stood at the entrance of the ear room, with two rows of people standing behind him, each holding a real thing in his hand.
I took a quick glance and found that Lin Fang was surrounded by a wall of people, with his hands behind his back.
He was obviously being held captive.
From the look of Wang Puyuan's tired face, I guess he hasn't had much good luck along the way.
At the moment, we don’t have confidence in each other, so he will definitely test me next.
I made up my mind that I couldn't fall for this old bastard's trick this time, and I had to find out the whole story.
The old bastard didn't talk to me when he came up.
Instead, he directed his men to carry the two-faced corpses outside and burn them.
I didn't bother to pay attention to him, sat down on the stone steps, and continued to sew up the wound on the back of my neck.
When I raised my head again, the old man was already standing in front of me.
Wang Puyuan looked calm and relaxed, but if you look closely, you can find that there are several scratches on his face and half of the corners of his clothes were torn off.
Obviously, he is not as beautiful as he appears.
I knew very well that he and Mr.
Sang were generally very respectable characters, so I deliberately left him alone and ignored them.
When the old man saw that I ignored him, he was not in a hurry.
He found a rock step and sat down leisurely.
Lin Fang kept winking at me in the crowd, but I just pretended not to see him, thinking that I am just a commander.
If I really want to fight, come on, kill two, and I will earn.
Wang Puyuan looked at me with a half-smile, and finally couldn't help but asked: "How is the wound?"
I turned my head and exposed the wound on my neck: "It was sewn long ago, so I don't have to worry about it
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