Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 24: White trap

Before I set off, I returned Glock with ten bullets to the lady of the Los Angeles Interpol. Cui Di's shoulder injury has been closed. Although she is right-handed, her left hand deliberately exercised is also very flexible. There is no problem with the injured right hand as an auxiliary hand. I think we have already laughed out our grievances, at least the enemy is currently, there is no good to entangle personal grievances too much, she also meant the same.

　　The shotgun was left by me. Although middle-aged Kennedy once recommended himself and said that he was a VIP member of a shooting association, I couldn't believe him. The deepest impression he gave me was that his name was similar to a certain former president of the United States. Don't look at his well-dressed clothes, it seems that he can't forget to maintain his demeanor, but you can understand what he is by looking at his behavior when he is agitated.

　　 "That guy is not rich at all." Tridi told me privately.

　　 I looked at her suspiciously.

　　"Suits and shoes are imitations, cheap goods."

　　 "Do you recognize it?"

　　 "Of course, the female detective's vision is not for nothing."

　　 This is just an episode in the final trimming, which I quickly threw behind my head. Compared to a VIP member of a shooting association, I believe in the shooting talent that I have already demonstrated.

The style of the 　　 shotgun is a bit old. It can only fire two bullets from the breech at a time. The range is not far, but the lethality at close range should not be small. Because there are still thirteen rounds, I fired one shot.

　　 "You wasted a bullet!" Kennedy shouted.

　　 "I don't think so." I just answered him that way, I didn't have any interest and didn't need to explain my reasons to him.

　　 Kennedy sought support from Tomi Jiang, Father, and Cui Di who could become the main battle force, but they didn't care at all, and the other two in the trio just watched indifferently. He could only walk to the side in disgrace, like a clown.

　　 "Are you ready?" Fu Jiang, who was covered by his full armor again, walked over and asked.

　　 I pulled on my mask and nodded at her.

　　 Everyone went from the steps on both sides to the stone platform, and gathered in front of the door. Even the hippie James, whose finger bone was broken by Fujiang, followed. He was far away from the crowd, his eyes dodged, and he always avoided Fu Jiang's sight. Although he did not look that weak, Fu Jiang's cold behavior caused a great psychological shadow on him.

　　 The metal-cast gate has neat orange-like protrusions. The style of the door lock is not visible, but it should be very strong from the previous state. The copper handle has been polished and shiny due to long-term twisting.

　　 Tomijiang still took the lead, and the priest grabbed the doorknob. Considering that there were heavy objects such as corpses hitting the door before, for fear that the doorway would be blocked. As soon as Fu Jiang signaled, he immediately twisted the door lock, and his whole body pushed the door open as if hitting the door. Fu Jiang got in from the half-open door like a fish, and the priest almost staggered afterwards.

　　 The fire behind 　　 can't illuminate all the area, and the darkness is like a shallow lake rippling in front of you. The priests no longer have torches, so they can only use the flashlights of me and Fu Jiang to cut through the darkness.

　　 Apparently there is no body behind the door. To be precise, there is nothing like a living thing behind the door.

　　 We filed in after the priest, and immediately found that there were no enemies or corpses except for blood stains everywhere on the ground and walls. The blood is still fresh, with a scribble from the left to the right, filling the field of vision like graffiti. The strong smell proves the tragic fighting not long ago.

　　 This hall-like place is supported by several stone pillars surrounded by two people. Not far in front is a wall that used to be inlaid with glass. At first glance, you can see that it is used for people to observe the things behind the wall. Such an arrangement often appears in the interrogation place in the movie. Now the glass, which is about ten meters long, has been completely shattered.

　　 There are fragments of wooden tables and chairs on the left and right sides, and there are also passages extending left and right along the glass wall.

　　 For the few people who have just escaped from here, all this is no more strange than the disappeared corpse. But to me, the body being dragged away is not a surprise at all. Fu Jiang and I have known for a long time that there are picky eater monsters in this air-raid shelter.

　　 Of course, none of this proves that the unidentified monster is here, perhaps other monsters who are also addicted to corpses.

　　 "What did the Mandela monster do?" Fu Jiang wandered around for a while, but he didn't find the enemy, so he asked.

　　 "Maybe." Father Xi Sen shrugged: "That is a very rare monster, I don't know how much it can do."

　　"Have you never killed before?"

　　 "No, I heard people talk about it, but this is the first time I saw it."

　　Tomie nodded to express understanding. I have become interested in monsters, but I have some interest in this room.

　　 "What is this for?"

　　 "Prison." Fu Jiang answered without hesitation, making people feel that she knows this well.

　　"It is indeed like a prison, although it is a little different from a normal prison." Tritty agreed: "I think the one in front is either a visiting room or an observation room."

　　 We stepped forward and checked. The space behind the wall was very spacious, the surface was very badly damaged, the ground was covered with falling soil and rocks, and there were many bullet casings and bullet holes. In addition, several hoses with a diameter of ten centimeters emerged from the corners.

　　 "The prisoner walked in, verified his identity and searched his body, took off his clothes and was flushed with a high-pressure faucet." Fu Jiang's tone was as if he had seen the scene with his own eyes.

　　 I looked to the left and right. The corridor looked like an entrance to hell. After ten meters, it gradually became dark, and it seemed that something scary would jump out at any time.

　　 "Do you want to divide the troops?" Fujiang asked.

　　 "No, don't!" The burgundy-haired Ellie yelled first: "I, I mean, I don't know what is there yet. It's too dangerous to separate."

　　 Although she might resist this only out of fear, I agree with her. Fu Jiang, who made the suggestion, was as confident as ever, as if he had forgotten that he had just been seriously injured by the monster last night, but with that lesson, I don't think that my own combat power can support the division of troops.

　　 We decided to toss a coin to choose the way forward. After throwing it three times in a row, I decided to go to the right.

　　The corridor on the right takes us to what looks like a prison. The compartments equipped with iron gates are neatly arranged like a Rubik's Cube. There are also traces of fighting here, and the deeper you go, the temperature drops very sharply. When they arrived at the door at the end, thick mists came out from everyone's mouth.

　　 Allie, who is thinly dressed, trembles badly~IndoMTL.com~ put on the suit jacket that Tritty stole from Kennedy. Not knowing whether it was because of the anger or the low temperature, Kennedy's face was blue, and he rubbed his arms desperately, and refused to say a word to the two women again.

　　 "It came out from inside." The priest said suddenly.

　　 I know he was referring to the source of low temperature. At the place he was pointing, the formed cold air burst out from the gap under the door, as if there was an ice storehouse behind the door.

　　 Tomie and Cui Di lie in ambush on both sides of the door. I kicked the door open, and the heavy cold air immediately slapped our bodies, as if we were in the polar region in an instant. At the moment when the body was stiff, a white shadow shot out from it. I got out of the way because I had a protective suit to resist the cold, but Kennedy, who was cursing in a low voice behind me, was drawn in.

The scream of 　　 didn't have time to reach the highest level, and it began to weaken gradually.

　　In the field of vision illuminated by the dim light of the flashlight, the rolling cold fog was so strong that it was impossible to see what was going on inside. But Kennedy is obviously more ill-fortuned.

　　 Fu Jiang stepped forward and blocked the door. Behind her, I could clearly see that somewhere in the cold mist became solid in an instant, and suddenly I realized that the strange attack had come again.

　　 Before I reached out to pull her, Fu Jiang raised the flamethrower in his hand.

　　 The three-meter-long fire dragon suddenly tore through the cold darkness.

　　When the field of vision was completely occupied by the scorching firelight, the hollow explosion sound accompanied by a powerful wave of air blew us away, and fell to the ground all at once.

　　 The wall where the doorway was located collapsed, and the roar was endless.

　　 "Tomie!" I shouted.

　　 "It's okay! I'm okay!"

　　 I followed the voice, and Fu Jiang was getting up from the ground in disgrace, taking a few saliva.