C46

Under normal circumstances, if one did not deliver such an injury to a well-equipped emergency room, they would be sentenced to death.

Besides, my heartbeat was getting slower and slower, and I needed a long, straight line to make a small ripple, and my heart sank to the bottom.

Looking at my actions, Ma Dewei seemed to have understood something that I had realized before, and said to me: "Don't think that I can't do anything after your brother dies, you must have seen some of my brother's methods, you don't want your friend's soul to be tormented day and night, never to reincarnate, right?"

He then took out a metal nail filled with runes. I have seen this in the《 Ghost Scripture》 before, if this metal nail was inserted into the Baihui acupoint on a person's head, the soul of the deceased would not be able to be reincarnated.

"CAO your mother!" My eyes began to turn bloodshot, but there was nothing I could do.

Lao Hei slowly walked over, and seriously stared at the Ma Dewei on the screen, seriously and diligently watching, as though he wanted to carve this person into his mind.

In my memory, Lao Hei has always been a person who loved to liven things up and could not stay idle. The sudden silence gave me a bad premonition. Sure enough, he suddenly took out his military knife and cut a long gash on his face before I could stop him. His face was red and he looked like an evil spirit from hell, filled with killing intent.

"I don't care if you really are called Ma Dewei or Ma De Cai died and came back to life. I swear with my own blood, you will pay the price for what you did today. His tone was resolute and decisive, carrying a chill that would only appear once every three to nine days in the northeast.

"Oh, I'm not scared," Ma Dewei laughed, and then intentionally opened his mouth wide so that we could see his two sharp fangs constantly growing longer. He slowly walked to the dying man's side, bit him on the neck and started to absorb large mouthfuls of blood. After drinking a dozen times, he turned and walked towards Manager Qian.

In my mind, I immediately remembered something I had seen in countless movies and in "The Ghost Scripture" — a vampire. Just like the werewolves, they were human beings living on the edge of this world.

The two things recorded in "Ghost Scripture" were both afraid of silver, but they were not as afraid of sunlight as in the movie. Sunlight would indeed make them feel weak, but it wouldn't turn to dust like a burned diary. In addition, the history of the vampires and werewolves recorded in "Ghost Scripture" was almost as long as that of humans, and it seemed to be even older.

Just as I was about to break down and call for him to stop. An invisible hand suddenly opened the door that shielded them from the radiation, and a bundle of grenades was thrown inside. The light rays that did not undergo weakening treatment immediately illuminated Manager Qian's body. He had no choice but to admit that these people who were known as "Children of the Night" were indeed extremely fast, and they moved to a place where the light beams could not reach. Then there was the sound of an explosion from inside the pyramid, and I knew it was the final retaliation of Toby, who had been lurking.

At the same time, Manager Qian's heartbeat sped up in a horizontal line on the screen. Lao Hei pulled my head into the water, put on the breathing apparatus and started to swim along the water flow. It is said that the tears of a fish flows directly into the water. I am not a fish, but my tears cannot stop flowing into this dark underground river. But I know that now isn't the time to be sad. Manager Qian has already left, I still have to take Lao Hei out safely.

Opening the Tactical Flashlight, I struggled to identify the marks on the stone wall under the water that Quinn and the rest were drawing with a special marker. After a few turns, the water started to flow rapidly. Before I could react, I was thrown into the water by a small waterfall. Luckily, this was a small waterfall that didn't fall too far, otherwise, we would have been dead from the fall.

Then, before I could even recover from the fear of dying from the fall, I saw Quinn, the sea serpent and Sol. The three of them stood back to back to defend against the attacks of many stellar salivating insects. Originally, the flow of water here had been very slow, so many stellar salivating insects were stuck in this pool of water below the waterfall. Their numbers may not have been the same as before, but it was enough to take the lives of us veterans.

Quinn held onto the blade in his right hand to resist the saliva bug's tentacles while supporting the injured Sol with his left hand. The loyal Sea Serpent wielded the combat knife in its hands and waved it around. However, it was easy to tell that the three of them were at the end of their tether and were struggling with it. The other wounded with them were gone, probably dragged away by the salivas and sucked into corpses.

I stuck my head out of the water with my feet and took a deep breath, preparing to rush forward to save them. Seeing us, Quinn kicked his head out of the water. and shouted at us, "Let's hold these things, you guys go. Send the news of Toby's death to the Blackwater people, don't let us die in vain... Halfway through his words, his legs were entangled by a few tentacles that were as big as sifters on top of a well and dragged back into the water. The sea serpent wanted to rescue him, but due to the lack of oxygen, its movements were slow and it was also surrounded and entangled its four limbs. It could be said that even if Lao Hei and I rush over now, it would be useless.

However, at the same time Quinn was dragged into the water, the Tactical Flashlight in his hand streaked across the five to six meter tall rock in front of the pool.

Sol, the only one who was not taken care of by the saliva worm at the moment, suddenly perked up, stepping on the water desperately with one leg, trying to get out of the water. At the same time, he kept pointing at us with his flashlight. I looked up at the rock above me and understood what he meant. At the same time, I knew that the rest of them would be saved.

There wasn't enough time to explain to Lao Hei that I had used my only MK23 to shoot all of the bullets in one go. Maybe it's because the heavens were too pitiful towards the few of us left, so they helped us out at this time. Above the head of the pool, which was more than 20 meters high, was the vein of the underground salt mine. Usually, we eat salt from four sources: sea salt, lake salt, well salt and mineral salt. Due to geological conditions, there are many kinds of salt mining in Afghanistan. Above us is one of those mines.

Following Lao Hei and I's gunshots, a large amount of salt mine fell into the water. Those saliva bugs released Quinn and Sea Snake one after another, and scattered in all directions. The price of driving them away was that my wounds were burning with salt water, but the pain was better than death.

Filling our water sacs with salt water and carrying the debris of a lot of salt mines, we dove into the water, and these things kept us afloat for more than two hours until we found our way out of a fissure in the mountain.

Looking at the blue sky and the real sun, I thought about my teammates who died in the Oasis and the dark river, and my best brother the Manager Qian. Holding the Ghost Slash and the stone monkey that was carved by the Manager Qian in my hands, I couldn't help but start crying silently. I felt the feeling of a bald head in the Northeast's snowy forest.

Lao Hei sat on a weirdly shaped rock and thought absent-mindedly. He picked up the communication satellite and sent out the news that Toby had died along with the message that Toby had asked us to send. Then, he called a plane to the US military base to pick us up.

Toby's unit, the Supernatural Hunting Group or whatever, was clearly more efficient than the rest of the U.S. military. A few minutes after the message was sent out, a dozen longbow Apache and eight troop carriers flew over our heads. There was a guy up there on the UH-60, waving at us, and I could even make out the big "Rangers" on his clothes.

Looking at the Six Barrel Machine Gun on the back of the black hawk, we could not help but think of Rocky and Huo De. We all fell into silence, feeling sad, until we heard the sound of the propeller again. This time it was a CH-47. It was riddled with bullet marks, as if it had just been attacked.

As we helped each other into the cabin, the first thing we smelled was a faint fragrance, like the scent of flowers, but we couldn't tell which plant it was. Lao Hei asked. "Did this plane pull a woman just now?" The pilot ignored him and motioned for us to close the door and sit down before lifting the plane into the air.

At this moment we found the passenger seat empty, and the surviving birds exchanged a few watchful glances, and those who could move began to quietly reach for their holsters.

Suddenly, the fragrance abruptly became stronger. Although I had never touched a woman before, I thought that if I buried my head in the chest of a woman with high-end perfume, it would be similar to what I had now. Moreover, his body was gradually becoming uncontrollable. He was too weak to use any strength, and he felt as if he had been struck by a muscle relaxant. He glanced at the others and saw that they were more serious than I was. They were lying on their seats like mud and their eyes were glazed over.

What's going on?" Just as I was trying to pull myself up by the armrest. The pilot stopped spinning and got out of his seat. I realized it was a female pilot. The fragrance was coming from her. There were a lot of female soldiers in the U.S. Army who weren't that surprised, but the person in front of me had a really good figure. It was a bit of a waste to fly a plane. She was at least 1.75 meters tall and wore a flying helmet. All he could see of her was a small red agate mouth and a round, smooth chin. But I think she can overshadow most of the women I've seen just by looking at half of her face, not to mention the slim waist and long legs outlined by the American uniform, and the high-waisted paratroopers boots that add a lot to her valor.

She glanced first at the five bedraggled people in the cabin, and then at me, her eyes shining through the sunglasses of her flying helmet, and I thought how nice it would be if she took off her helmet and let me have a good look. She looked at me and smiled, and I could see through her glasses that she was a little naughty, and when I saw her smile, I felt the pain in my wound lessen. Just as my imagination was running wild, she reached out and took the Ghost Slash from my waist.

It scared me!