Peter and the others had excellent personal abilities and tenacious willpower. They had also received basic military training, but after all, they were not regular soldiers or special police officers. They had not practiced shooting with each other. If they were well-trained soldiers or special police officers, they would definitely take turns to fire and change their magazines. There would not be a situation where they collectively misfired.
In their panic, they desperately poured the bullets in their magazines into the darkness. Then, they collectively misfired. Those with slow reactions still maintained their shooting positions. Those who reacted quickly put down their flashlights and hurriedly took out their magazines. The situation was quite chaotic.
In addition to shooting at the darkness, the firepower was mainly concentrated on the stone statue of Meredith Segar. This was because they subconsciously felt that this stone statue was strange and dangerous. They beat the stone statue until it was covered in cuts and bruises, especially the three snake heads. Even their poisonous fangs were knocked out.
Peter felt bad. If he were the enemy, he would definitely not let go of this rare period of firepower.
As soon as he thought about it, a gray shadow suddenly emerged from the smoke.
Among the five of them, two or three people who were facing this side finally saw clearly that it was a gray cat that rushed out.
The gray color might not be the cat's natural color, but it was caused by the dust on its body. Just like the few of them, whether they had black or blonde hair, they were all gray.
Seeing that it was a cat, they were relieved. As long as it was not a human or an unknown supernatural thing, it was fine.
There was nothing strange about cats. There were many wild cats in the Devil's Sea. They had seen many along the way. The strange thing was, how did this cat enter the pyramid?
Perhaps it came in from other cracks in the tower, which caused the air to flow in the tower.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they immediately realized that the cat did not seem to have good intentions. After rushing out of the smoke, it did not stop. Instead, it pounced on the nearest person who was holding a gun. With a swipe of its claws, it scratched a few bloody wounds.
"Ah!"
The man could no longer hold the gun in pain, and the pistol fell to the ground.
This cat could attack people?
They immediately thought of the rumor of the "Tomb Cat Shadow." In 1990, archaeologists opened the tomb of an ancient Egyptian pharaoh and found a big gray cat inside that madly attacked the archaeologists.
Anyone with the slightest bit of common sense would know that this was all nonsense. They did not believe it before, but the current situation was no different from the rumors. It was the same mausoleum, the same big gray cat, and the same attack … They could not help but believe it.
This gray cat was also quite intelligent. As if it knew a pistol, it specifically attacked people who were changing their magazines. Its claws were heavy and fierce. With one swipe, even sunscreen suits and tactical vests could be torn into pieces.
Peter Lee secretly held a dagger in his hand, quietly watching the gray cat's movements. The moment it landed on the ground after attacking a team member, he flicked his wrist, and a ray of cold light shot towards it.
Zhang Zian had seen his dagger before. He could stab a crawling scorpion from a few meters away. Although this gray cat was agile, its body was more than a hundred times larger than a scorpion. Within a distance of three or four meters, it could shoot with its eyes closed.
Just as the gray cat was about to be nailed to the ground by his dagger, a rock carrying a strong gust of wind came flying at him the moment the dagger left his hand. It cut a straight path through the roiling smoke and dust and struck the dagger squarely.
With a crisp sound, the dagger lost its aim and flew out. Not only did it not stab the gray cat, but it also almost hurt a teammate.
Peter Lee was shocked. There were other enemies hiding behind the smoke and in the darkness?
He had actually used a small piece of gravel from the explosion to hit the dagger that had already left his hand. This strength, accuracy, and speed had reached an unimaginable level!
The most important thing was his eyesight.
The enemy could not predict the timing and angle of his attack. In other words, after he made his move, the enemy could judge the speed and angle of the dagger and throw the stone.
Peter Lee had practiced this dagger for many years. It was a skill he was proud of for self-defense.
He had tested it with a speed detector. The dagger's speed was as high as 150 kilometers per hour, which was equivalent to the speed of a professional baseball pitcher. This did not mean that his physical condition was comparable to that of a professional athlete in his prime. It was just that the dagger itself had less air resistance, so it had a slight advantage.
The upper limit of the human eye's dynamic vision was about 170 kilometers per hour, provided that there was sufficient light and an ideal state of vision.
At this time, the tower was filled with smoke and dust, and the lighting conditions were extremely poor. Under such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible for a human to see the dagger moving at 150 kilometers per hour and intercept it in time.
In other words, the person hiding in the darkness and throwing the gravel to intercept the dagger was probably not a human.
It was also the first time that the others had seen Peter Lee's dagger fail. They could not help but be shocked.
"Who is it? If you have the ability, come out! What kind of man are you if you hide your head and show your tail! " Peter Lee shouted into the darkness. But in fact, no one present, including himself, really hoped that something beyond common sense would come out …
What responded to him was a series of gravel attacks like a storm.
"Ah!"
"It hurts!"
The gravel that followed was like a machine gun, shooting out from the darkness with a gust of wind. The five people who were in a circle back to back were all included in the shooting range.
They might only be small pebbles, but due to their speed, strength, and accuracy, they were as painful as being hit by a slingshot. Add that to the fact that the gray cat was sneaking up on them from the side, and the pain was unbearable. Their bodies were covered in bruises and blood.
They could only raise their hands to protect their head and neck and other vital parts. They had no strength to fight back.
"Retreat! Retreat! "
Peter Lee finally issued the order to retreat. They would retreat first, wait for the smoke and dust to settle, then bring in more powerful lighting equipment and more powerful firepower to formulate a more effective tactical plan. No matter what was playing tricks, they had to destroy it in one fell swoop.
In the Devil's Sea, radio was difficult to play a role, especially in the pyramid. There was no signal at all, and they could not contact the colonel and the consul who stayed outside. There was no way for them to bring in powerful equipment for reinforcements.
The team had long been eager to leave. This place was like a nightmare.
Peter Lee covered his head and face. They lined up in a line, bending their backs as they awkwardly evacuated from the passage that had been blown open.
When they came outside, they were bathed in the dazzling sunlight and felt like they had been reincarnated.
Before they could regroup, the earth suddenly trembled.
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