Chapter 157

After the passage was cleared, the steamed bread shaped cavity in the alluvial glacier detected by the instrument was exposed. It felt that it was almost as big as a small cinema, and the highest place above the head was about 20 meters from the ground. The strong light tactical flashlight glittered with blue crystal light, and it felt like we were in a small bubble of sapphire glass, The top of the head and the soles of the feet are blue, very beautiful.

The three men who claimed to attack the iron spear under Quinn immediately began to work like a precision Swiss clock. First, sol, who took the lead in blasting technology among tens of thousands of top mercenaries, began to drill blasting holes at several key stress points. Lao Hei cut the plastic explosive into corresponding sizes and shapes with a military knife according to sol's requirements and handed it to the sea snake. After receiving the explosive, the sea snake was responsible for installing the detonator, and finally sol installed it on the corresponding blasting point. The three people worked like an assembly line, turning the tens of square meters of cavity into a standard demolition model project in the small ice debris that kept flying. Now as long as sol pressed the detonator in his hand, it would become a cemetery formed by ice in a large or small explosion.

Because the rhythm couldn't match a beat, several other people couldn't lean forward. They could only stare at one side, play soy sauce and watch the three of them play. After they arranged the explosives, sol made an OK gesture to me. I raised my chin at the host. Shopkeeper Qian tore off her hood and earplugs.

After the hood was removed, the beautiful face of the host was exposed. It may be that she struggled too hard and looked a little red, and she breathed a few times from time to time, which became more and more attractive. But it is this beautiful woman who makes men's imagination wander in their mind. She is tied to my wife's life on one end and 1000 innocent orphans on the other.

After the liberation of the host's mouth and ears, he immediately shouted to me, "why did you bring me here? Let go of me. A group of men bully me, a weak woman. I don't know if you want to be shameless."

I thought you were a woman, but this weak word can never be mentioned. Not only is it not weak, it can be regarded as a very strong and violent woman to find a smoking iceberg after our long-distance flight.

The woman wanted to say something more, but Lao Hei took out his Sabre and drew on her pink face and said, "any more nonsense will ruin your face." the woman immediately shut up, which is more effective than any threatening language. Beautiful women often look at their face more important than life, and this is no exception.

Take out the fake death agent mixed with several toxins, and I said to the host: "the first thing to drop your head is your blood flow. Now we want your life, and then immediately freeze you into an ice sculpture. With a little tricks, if you drop your hair ruthlessly, it will not be activated, and you will be relieved to wait for death."

The host smiled contemptuously and said, "the masterpiece of Thailand's top head lowering division can't be solved by breaking the ice with a few pieces of you. Can you frighten people into pairs?"

"You should have collected a lot of information about me. Think about what I do. It's hard for me to lower my head. Today, master monkey tells you about history. Lowering my head is nothing more than a series of localization processes after the spread of Miao Gu Shu in Sichuan and Yunnan in China to Southeast Asia. It's nothing more than a few sets of things that can lower insects, poison spirits and curse ghosts. Play We Chinese are pioneers in these things. Do you understand? Who else did the three Chinese ancestors have besides Yanhuang? You must not know. Learn more about reincarnation in the afterlife. "After that, I didn't talk much nonsense. I tore off her clothes and showed a section of snow-white neck. With ruthlessness, I slowly pushed the pseudolethal agent away by about a quarter, Then he took out a prepared spell to prevent the spirit from attaching to the flesh and stuck it on her.

When I was busy, Lao Hei took out the crow eye drops from his close pocket and wiped some on everyone's eyes. It was too cold here. It had to be put in his backpack as usual. It must be frozen into an ice lump. Shopkeeper Qian said while wiping: "hold on to the wall and stand firm. I'll see something new later. I'm scared and fall to the ground. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Several mercenaries who thought they were brave were not happy to hear this, and said one after another, "I've never seen anything when I travel around. I've slept in the dead for a few nights. What's to be afraid of here?"

"Yes, there were too many people killed in the war with the Angolan army. The foxhole was filled with blood. Squatting in it, I still insisted until the end of the battle. I don't believe you can scare me."

But these guys finally made a sound of backward air-conditioning, because we all saw the same scene. It was not new to me, Lao hei and shopkeeper Qian, but it was very shocking to the other ten mercenaries we had never seen.

With the effect of the fake death agent, the female host's heartbeat began to slow down, and her breathing gradually stopped, and she entered the fake death state. After wiping the potion, we can see that the woman's original God took off her body and stood there under a big black package. Under normal circumstances, we can wait until the efficacy of the fake death agent passes, and the yuan God will return, but the special situation that she is pregnant does not allow us to take this risk.

Although the female host's Yuanshen was separated, it was different from what we had seen before. Her whole body was covered with a faint black gas. The black gas seemed to be afraid of the surrounding environment and tightly wrapped around the host's Yuanshen.

Shopkeeper Qian picked up the body of the host calm on the ice and made her sit up straight. I put three small balls of sun dried soul returning grass on her head and shoulders respectively, and then laboriously lit the three small balls of hay like things.

I spilled some kerosene on the three groups of sun dried nine dead soul returning grass when I was on the plane, mainly because I was afraid that the temperature was too low to affect the combustion effect. I don't know if anyone of Bai Ze's predecessors had used this move, but now the effect is really good. Almost at the same time as the flame grew, the original God of the host seemed to be directly pulled into her body by an invisible big hand, but the black gas wrapped around her original God was blocked by the spell, slowly shrunk into a big black fog and floated in the air.

After the combination of the original God and the flesh body, the female host opened her eyes and looked at us with confused eyes. I shouted to shopkeeper Qian, "run with her."

Just as shopkeeper Qian picked up the female host, the black fog floating in the air turned into the prototype of the nightmare beast like a black horse under the pressure of the cold, and the four hoofs and back also burst into flames. It seemed that he was very angry. A small stream of fireworks kept coming out of his mouth and nose. His dark eyes also burst out hate eyes and stared at shopkeeper Qian.

After it showed its original shape, it immediately emitted strong heat. In addition, it itself floated near the top of the ice wall. Immediately, the ice on our head was baked and creaked, and then melted water droplets came down. It is estimated that if it was not blocked by the ten thousand year cold ice on our head, it would have rushed into nature and was ready to kill us with lightning.

Although they were terrified, the mercenaries who were more or less prepared in advance responded in time. After all, they all licked blood at the edge of the knife and had a lot more courage than normal people. Several assault rifles immediately fired upward, but hitting it had no effect at all. However, we were surprised to find that several bullets hit the ice overhead, and several pieces of broken ice fell on it, but it showed bursts of painful expression. Although the ice was quickly vaporized, it also gave us a good inspiration.

"Hit the top of the head" people who can survive in the army for a long time are basically not fools and know how to do it. Although everyone has seen this, I still shouted a little superfluous. More than a dozen automatic firearms swept at the top of our heads, and large and small pieces of ice fell to the ground like rain, making several more holes in our faces. However, at this moment, no one cares to hide. It's small to be hit twice by a small piece of ice. Let the nightmare beast slow down and give us two lightning strikes.

Under our reckless sweeping, the ice peeled off one after another. While dodging the ice, the nightmare beast wanted to chase the shopkeeper Qian holding the female host. Of course, we can't do what it wants, otherwise so much effort will be wasted. While shooting and covering each other, we successively drilled into the tunnel just opened.

During the excavation just now, we were inclined upward, which will naturally become inclined downward. In addition, the whole ground is of ice structure, so it is like the ice slide on the Harbin Ice and snow festival. Rolling on it can quickly slide out of the channel.

Saul jumped onto the slide the last time he got into the tunnel. Behind him was the nightmare beast who tried to get in, but it was much larger than us humans, so it was very difficult to get in without encountering its most taboo ice. Just after this thing hesitated, sol had slipped almost half the distance and was estimated to have escaped the direct power range of the explosion. Sol shouted: "fire

"In the hole" presses the switch.

Due to the strict calculation of the amount of explosives, the explosion is not as violent as I thought, but it is also very scary in the special environment inside the glacier. First there was a burst of explosions, followed by the sound of terrible ice fragmentation. It gives people a feeling that the glacier where we are is about to collapse. Although I clearly know that the ice under my feet is still very strong, and there is straight permafrost down, I am still scared a little soft.

After the explosion, we looked in along the channel and found that the place where we had just lived had been completely collapsed. Sol's calculation was very in place. A large number of ice fell and piled together to form a thick layer. The large one was as big as a refrigerator, the small one was the size of an egg fist, and the nightmare beast was buried below. Life and death were unknown.

"It should have been smashed to death?" a South African mercenary carefully stood up and said. We were not sure, so we all shook our heads. The asking mercenary boldly got into the passage and was ready to check the situation.

Just as he was getting in, I noticed a flash of red light in the blasted ice. I immediately pulled the guy out and shouted "be careful"

Although my movement was fast, it was still a little slow. In the crevice of the ice centered on the red light, a large amount of water vapor suddenly spewed out in a sharp sound. What's more, the steam temperature is very high, which directly burns the exposed skin on the South African mercenary's face to a frightening redness and swelling. It seems that it belongs to serious scald. If the temperature here doesn't cool the steam all the way, and the mercenary wears very thick and cold goggles, it is estimated that he has been scalded at the moment.

The injured South African mercenary made a very wrong decision. He actually wanted to put his face on the ice to cool the scalded part.

In fact, his method is correct in the ordinary environment. Cooling the scalded or burned part quickly can greatly alleviate the degree of injury, but he only cares about cooling and forgets the extreme environment here. Therefore, when his right face is stuck to the ice wall, when he realizes that he mistakenly wants to take his face away, The small half of the burned facial skin was torn off. The wound was bloody and disgusting. He immediately screamed in pain.

The South African sniper named snake was quick to respond. He pulled him to a spacious place, asked two companions to hold his hands and feet and began to deal with the wound urgently. Although this kind of wound was disgusting and painful to death, it would not be fatal immediately, so the rest of the people drilled back down the channel to try to kill the nightmare beast. Shopkeeper Qian also tied up the hostess who had been separated from the nightmare beast and handed it to the South African mercenaries, who followed.

However, just after we locked the place where the red light just flashed and pried some large pieces of broken ice with the ice manuscript as a lever, we were surprised to find that the ice on the ground was melted into a large circular hole by the high temperature. The hole was vertically downward, dark and I don't know how deep it was, and put our heads together, and bursts of cold wind rushed up.

"It's gone?" asked a Northern Ireland mercenary

No one answered him, and then someone asked another question, "where's down here?"

Lao Hei gestured to me and the sea snake, pulled out the climbing rope in his backpack and said, "two questions and one answer. You'll know when you go down."