The temperature of the entire basement seemed to drop abruptly, making people shiver uncontrollably. There seemed to be a faint murderous aura here.
Kevin Lin thought it might be because of the image displayed on the screen. His body had reacted in fear, but he also felt that something was not right. Following that, Kevin Lin turned his gaze back to Fang Zhao.
Kevin Lin glanced at the metal fragments in Fang Zhao's hands. Although many of the things in this basement were older, he did not know what material this piece of metal was made of. It was probably some cheap material that had been used when this place was first built. Although it could not compare to modern materials, it was still not something an ordinary person could easily crush. However, seeing how Fang Zhao usually did farm work, he was not that surprised.
"Fang Zhao? What's wrong? "Kevin Lin asked.
Fang Zhao retracted his gaze from the screen, threw away the fragments in his hands, and replied, "I'll go out in a bit."
Fang Zhao's tone was no different from before, but what he said almost made Kevin Lin jump.
"No!" Kevin Lin vehemently objected. "Going out to die?! Didn't you see that thing outside? Can you survive if you go out? Even a few lives won't be enough to feed it! "
Actually, Fang Zhao had not planned on going out. Even if he wanted to go out and help the outpost team, there were still people here who needed protection. Although the basement had helped them avoid a few rounds of bombing, what if something happened? What if something happened? The people here did not have much fighting power.
Therefore, according to Fang Zhao's original plan, he would stay here with Kevin Lin and Fan Lin's research team. If anything happened, they could help. But now, after seeing that thing outside, Fang Zhao could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
However, he was confident that he could deal with this thing, but he still had to consider the others. He knew that now was not the best time for him to go out. He had to wait until the thing outside was a little further away before going out.
Probably because it smelled the scent of humans, the thing outside raised its head and sniffed before moving closer to the door. No matter how much Kevin Lin wanted to say, he did not dare say it now. He was afraid that the thing outside would hear him. He did not know how good the soundproofing was, so he could only keep his mouth shut to be safe.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of the door banging made the people inside even more nervous. Beads of sweat rolled down Kevin Lin's forehead as he stared at the door. Every time the door banged, he felt his whole body tremble. He could only pray that the basement door was made of good material and that it was not damaged by the explosion just now, so it could withstand the impact.
The researchers were equally nervous. Their bodies were as stiff as a rock.
Fortunately, a lot of thought had been put into the construction of this basement. After the thing outside bumped into it a few times, it let out an unwilling cry and then sniffed. Probably smelling something else, it quickly left along the passage outside.
There was a long panting sound in the room. They knew that they were safe for now.
Only then did Kevin Lin feel his legs go weak. He checked the camera. Good, the scene just now had been recorded.
Kevin Lin was just about to face the camera and reminisce about his current mood when he heard Fang Zhao say, "I'll go out and take a look."
"Are you crazy?!" Kevin Lin couldn't understand why Fang Zhao still wanted to go out after experiencing such a tense situation.
Fan Lin also advised, "Fang Zhao, don't be rash. I know you want to go out and help, but leave those outside to the outpost team. They are the professionals."
"That's right. Just leave that to the outpost team. Also, the communication network seems to be recovering, so the base must have found out about what happened here. We just have to wait here for the base to send someone over. Besides, what can you do even if you go out? You don't even have a... gun... Where did your gun come from?! "
As Kevin Lin spoke, he saw Fang Zhao pull out a gun from who knew where. Kevin Lin, who was originally leaning against the wall, jumped up in shock. His eyes were wide open, and he looked as if he couldn't believe what he had just seen.
"... This, this, whose gun is this? How did you bring it in? Or did you dig it out from somewhere in the basement? "Kevin Lin asked in succession.
Fang Zhao didn't explain. "I'm going out for a while. Also," he pointed to the camera, "remember to cut the footage from just now."
Glancing at the surveillance screen, Fang Zhao confirmed that there were no other suspicious figures in the passageway outside. He listened carefully again before picking up a steel pipe from the table. Then he opened the door and quickly exited, gesturing for Kevin Lin to quickly close the door and lock it. The scene of the thing outside banging against the door showed that the place was still secure, so he could leave without worry.
Kevin Lin was angry and anxious, but Fang Zhao simply wouldn't listen to him. Fang Zhao had already left. All Kevin Lin could do now was close the door and watch the surveillance screen.
The passageway was dim. Most of the lights had been damaged in the previous bombardment. Vision was limited, but hearing was more sensitive.
Fang Zhao listened carefully for any movement and quickly ran toward the front of the tunnel.
— —
At one end of the passageway, a section that had been sealed off had collapsed.
A person wearing a Sentinel uniform was half-buried there.
Walker felt that today was probably his last day. One of his arms was basically useless, and both his legs were buried. Every slight movement caused excruciating pain all over his body, rendering him unable to exert any strength. His teammates had wanted to come over and help, but he had rejected them. Now, there was no time to waste on him.
He could only move one arm and had no strength. Firing a gun was tiring, let alone aiming accurately. Walker sighed softly and looked at the round black block in his hand. This was his last grenade. Even if he had to die, he had to buy one more.
He could already hear screams coming from inside the passageway. Grunts of breathing mixed with sharp roars were the sound of bloodthirsty excitement.
Walker moved his thumb and slid the switch on the side of the round black block to the other side, turning the grenade from its unlocked state. His finger moved to the button in the middle and he looked toward the passageway. Looking from the light to the darkness, he could not see anything. He could only rely on his hearing to determine the distance of the target.
Every movement of his arm felt like it was being pricked by needles.
If he did not aim accurately, what would he do if he did not blow up that thing?
Then he would wait for it to get closer.
Just a little bit closer …
He was going to die anyway.
Walker counted in his heart.
He could already vaguely make out the figure of the strange creature rushing over. As the figure gradually became clearer, he could already see the sinister face and the open fangs.
But …
Walker's ears twitched. Was there someone coming from behind that thing?
Was it friend or foe?
Just as he was thinking about this, Walker heard a loud "bang".
The strange creature that was running at high speed fell to the ground and slid forward for some distance. Walker could see the bullet hole in the creature's head. He tilted his head and looked at the bullet mark on the wall. Just now, that high-speed bullet had directly pierced through the strange creature's head.
An unfamiliar gunshot and an unfamiliar bullet hole. It was not the type of gun used by the Sentinel or the base. Who was it?
Walker, who was holding a grenade in his hand and ready to die a heroic death, was stunned. He wanted to open his eyes wide to see who it was, but the other party was not in a hurry to come over.
Bang —
Bang —
The sound of a stick hitting the wall echoed in the long passageway.
Grunt grunt grunt —
A low growl came from above.
Walker carefully raised his head. Above him, at the edge of the caved-in area, stood another monster. However, the monster was attracted by the sound of knocking in the passageway below and did not look at him.
Bang bang bang —
The sound was hurried and the monster let out a few growls before jumping down from above.
Walker's mind was filled with all sorts of ideas on how to deal with the predicament before him. Just as he started thinking, he heard a bang.
Blood splattered on Walker's face, bringing with it an unfamiliar and nauseating stench.
However, Walker did not care about it at all. He stared dumbfoundedly at the monster that had just jumped down and had yet to stabilize itself before its head was blown off. He stiffly turned his neck and looked at the passageway.
The sound of knocking on the wall had stopped when the gunshot rang out. Walker looked over. As the other party neared, an unexpected figure appeared in his line of sight.
"Fang... Fang Zhao!?" Walker said with difficulty, as if someone had grabbed his neck. Worried that he was seeing things, he shut his eyes tightly before opening them again.
That's right!
It's Fang Zhao!
How could it be Fang Zhao?
For a moment, all sorts of guesses — optimistic and pessimistic — appeared in Walker's mind.
Fan Lin had brought Fang Zhao over for a few days. Everyone at the outpost had seen the person who had changed planet Baiji's fate. Walker had also discussed Fang Zhao with his comrades in private. He knew that this person was a small-time star who played games and composed music. However, over the past few days, many people at the outpost had a pretty good impression of Fang Zhao. He did not put on any airs and treated people mildly. Sometimes, he would even help out the outpost team with some small tasks, giving them more opportunities to appear on live broadcasts.
This was a good, upright, and down-to-earth youth! Without the layer of celebrity packaging, Fang Zhao was actually no different from an ordinary person. That reporter surnamed Lin had said that Fang Zhao looked like a celebrity. This was what they had thought in the past.
However, now, Walker felt like he was getting to know Fang Zhao for the first time.
Just meeting Fang Zhao's gaze for a brief moment made Walker feel a chill run down his spine.
At this moment, Fang Zhao's body was clearly not stained with a few drops of blood, but Walker could feel a thick stench of blood surrounding him.
"Walker?"
Fang Zhao had only been at the outpost for a short time, but he had memorized the names of everyone in the outpost team.
"It's... it's me." Walker had a stomach full of questions. For example, where had the gun in Fang Zhao's hand come from, why was his marksmanship so accurate, why had he appeared here, and so on, but he did not know how to ask.
Fang Zhao walked over to take a look and could roughly determine Walker's current condition. He picked up the black grenade in Walker's hand and, with a flick of his finger, locked the grenade that could explode at any time due to a mistake.
Fang Zhao rescued Walker from the rubble and brought him back to the basement.
Bringing back an injured person after a trip out, the people in the basement looked at Fang Zhao with a strange expression, as if it was the first time they had seen him.
There were limited items in the basement, so they could only give Walker some basic treatment. If they wanted further treatment, they could only wait until things were over and send him back to base.
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