Chen Zhao's background was different from the military's assault team.
However, the two groups had set off together.
Chen Zhao put on the isolation suit. The 20 members of the assault team were all dressed neatly too.
Of course, their equipment had to be more varied.
There were large-caliber submachine guns, explosive grenades, and thermal scanners.
The assault team looked at Chen Zhao curiously.
Apart from the isolation suit, Chen Zhao didn't bring anything else.
Most importantly, he was still holding the hood. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
After all, the assault team members were all extremely nervous.
Most importantly, the guy had taken out a can of beer from somewhere and was drinking it as he walked.
After that, he threw it everywhere.
"Captain, who's that guy?"
"I don't know." Benjamin shook his head.
He also didn't know who the guy in front was.
"F * ck, we're carrying guns and cannons. That guy only has a box of beer, right?"
The assault team members were all pissed off.
But they couldn't help it. They weren't together.
Plus, the guy was walking in front. It was clear that they weren't on the same path.
"Luzenk, what's your situation now?"
"Sir, who's that guy in front?"
"Don't mind him. He's not an enemy or a friend."
"Will he obstruct our mission?"
"His mission is the same as yours. Destroy all the unknown creatures on the artificial island and find a way to disperse the fog."
"But he doesn't have any weapons," Luzenk said indignantly. Luzenk said indignantly, "And he's been drinking beer along the way. Doesn't he know that he's on a mission now?"
Luzenk was very unbalanced.
Their journey wasn't short. It was a full 20 kilometers.
Plus, they were equipped with equipment that weighed less than 30 kilograms.
To reduce the burden, they didn't even bring drinking water.
Now, they could only watch Chen Zhao drink along the way, but they could only watch others drink.
They were carrying a lot of equipment and sweating profusely, but they couldn't drink anything.
Anyone would be mentally unbalanced.
In fact, many people in the assault team were already mentally unbalanced.
"Sir, my teammates need drinking water," Luzenk said. "We've already walked ten kilometers with weights. We'll enter the fog in half an hour, but my teammates are in bad shape."
"Alright, wait here. I'll send a transport vehicle to resupply you."
Not long after, the supply vehicle arrived. It was an armored vehicle.
Although the assault team members could temporarily quench their thirst, they were drinking water while the others were drinking alcohol. They still felt it was unfair.
"Why no wine? I want beer."
A member of the team complained.
"Shut up," Luxenberg scolded.
He wasn't happy either, but he wouldn't say what he was thinking.
Of course, he also knew that he was on a mission.
It was unrealistic to drink during a mission.
In the end, the psychological quality of these soldiers was too poor.
It could even be said that she was spoiled.
After the assault team replenished some of their energy, they continued to move forward.
By then, Chen Zhao had already disappeared.
Suddenly, Luxenberg stopped in his tracks.
"Stop!"
Luxenberg came to the side of the bridge, where there was obvious damage to the concrete.
There were also fresh bloodstains on it, and from the looks of it, it was very fresh.
"Captain, what happened?"
"That person was attacked just now," Luxenberg said. "He might already be dead."
For some reason, the commando team members all felt a little relieved.
But also a little gloating.
"Okay, be careful," Luxenberg said.
Everyone was immersed in their own emotions.
Suddenly, they heard a whistling sound.
It was like a gust of wind.
But it was not a gust of wind.
It was a gray shadow.
"What's that?!"
Da da da —
The few soldiers standing in front opened fire first.
The figure let out a strange cry.
Then, something fell, and the figure swept across the bridge, jumping into the sea below the bridge with a splash.
The speed of that figure was simply too fast.
They were all well-trained, but they could only barely catch the figure's movements.
Luxenberg walked to the front and looked down.
It was an arm. A human arm.
Hiss —
"Was that a human?"
"How is that possible? How can a human be so fast? "
Suddenly, the arm on the ground moved.
Everyone was startled.
At this moment, the severed arm suddenly stood up.
Then, its five fingers moved on the ground.
Everyone looked at each other with incredulous looks on their faces.
Luxenberg reacted abruptly and kicked the severed arm away.
The severed arm rolled twice on the ground.
Suddenly, it jumped up and grabbed at Luxenberg.
Luzenk suddenly pulled out his dagger and slashed. His severed arm was once again cut into two.
This time, the arm didn't move. Blood seeped out.
"Be careful, something doesn't seem right."
Luxenberg wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he crouched down to study it.
Why did the arm seem to be alive earlier?
But why did it die after he cut it in half?
Luxenberg found that there was a cut spore at the place where he cut it.
Was it because of the spore?
Luxenberg wasn't sure.
After reporting the situation to Demi, Luxenberg led the team forward.
After walking for about twenty minutes, they finally approached the foggy area.
Hiss —
Everyone's earpieces were filled with noisy interference sounds.
"Adjust the frequency and switch to internal communication," Luzenk ordered.
Clearly, they had cut off all communication with the outside world.
"Don't be careless."
Not only was their external communication cut off, but the visibility in the fog was only about five meters.
Plus, the enemy was extremely fast. This was a huge test for everyone.
Luxenberg knew that he could hit that figure on the bridge.
It wasn't just because of his reaction speed.
It was also because of the distance.
It gave them some time to prepare.
But the visibility in the fog was so low.
In other words, if they encountered that thing again, it would be very difficult for them to hit the target.
Even at this time, if that thing rushed into their formation, it would bring great trouble.
So Luxenberg arranged for the people in the middle to use pistols and daggers for defense.
This was indeed the best choice. Luxenberg was worthy of being an experienced veteran, and he immediately thought of a countermeasure.
Just then, there seemed to be a figure in front of them.
But because they were in the fog, it was very hard to tell.
"Shoot at will."
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