Deep Sea Embers Chapter 406: Gunshots in the cemetery
In the cemetery, the old guard raised his head again and glanced at the guard's cabin next to him.
He has already reported the agitation of the dead in the morgue to the cathedral in the form of an express mail, but he has not received a response yet—apparently, the entire city was covered in a strange thick fog, and the sunlight in the sky disappeared strangely Now, the cathedral has no extra energy to pay attention to the abnormal situation in a small cemetery.
"I can only rely on myself..." the old guard muttered, tightening his coat, the leather soft armor lined with the coat and the metal plate made a slight friction sound, "The scope of this fog It's not small..."
The sound of rubbing and tapping broke the dead silence in the cemetery. Under the thick fog, the coffins on several nearby mortuary tables seemed to vibrate slightly.
"...For the sake of my daily vigil for you dead people, can't you be more peaceful at this time?" The old guard frowned and slightly raised his gun. He knew that these good creatures had been parked for a few days. corpse
The body suddenly "moved" because of the weird fog, but he couldn't do anything about it.
Probably we can only wait for them to get up, and then shoot them away one by one.
Just as he was thinking this way in his mind, a sound different from the commotion in the surrounding coffins suddenly caught the old man's attention. trails.
A small figure stumbled out from the other end of the path. The thick white coat and skirt looked like a ball of jumping snowballs in the dim environment.
"Watch Grandpa! Help me! Watch Grandpa!
Are you there! ? "
The jumping little snowball shouted on the path, and the voice sounded panic and tension that was trying to suppress.
"Annie!" The old guard suddenly ignored the surprise and subconsciously shouted to the girl through the thick fog, "Come here, don't go that way!"
The little girl who ran into the cemetery in a panic finally saw the old man standing near the guard's hut. There was a moment of relaxation on the tense and frightened face, and then she ran towards this side quickly: "Grandpa Watch! Great that you are here..."
"Why are you still running around outside at this time!?" The old guard didn't care to listen to the girl's cheers, and immediately scolded loudly with a sullen face, because today's situation is different from the past, and the danger of the dense fog is not like usual The snowy and slippery streets, "Do you know that the whole city is under martial law now?!"
"I got separated from my classmates!" Annie was taken aback by the old man's stern appearance and tone, but she quickly waved her hands and explained, "We went to visit the museum with the teacher. Fog, the teacher said to take us to the nearest night shelter, but they disappeared into the fog in the blink of an eye, and the old guard stared: "Walk into the fog?"
"Yeah, it's gone, just in the blink of an eye," Annie seemed terrified, but still tried to explain her experience, "Then I went to find a place to hide, the museum was closed, and I couldn't find it on the street. My lord, all the doors are locked, I knocked hard and no one opened, and then I remembered what the teacher said, if you are in danger, go to the nearest priest, guard or sheriff, the cemetery is the closest, I heard you say However, you are a Guardian veteran..."
Listening to the girl's crackling explanation, the expression on the old guard's face changed rapidly several times. He realized that he had made a mistake in blaming the little girl just now in a hurry. The child's response was actually calm compared to his peers. However, he couldn't save his face for a while, so he could only continue to keep a straight face: "So you came to take refuge in the cemetery?"
Annie nodded vigorously: "Yes, they all say that the guardian veterans are more powerful than ordinary guardians..."
"...But the cemetery is not a suitable place to take refuge," said the old guard in a deep voice, "especially at this time."
Annie panicked: "I... I shouldn't be here?"
"...No, there is no better choice now, you are more likely to get into an accident by running around in the dense fog," the old guard shook his head, "You hide first..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a strange sound of Kerala nearby. Immediately afterwards, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a sudden rise on the nearest morgue.
A shadow——the lid of a poor-quality coffin was suddenly pushed open, and a restless arm struggled to lift up from the coffin, and then, the restless dead got up from it!
It was too late to remind Annie to close her eyes. The old guard instinctively raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand. The mortuary table rolled to the ground.
Ah!
Annie, who was hiding behind him, was only a child after all, and was immediately taken aback by the gunshot, but compared to the gunshot, she was more shocked by the... corpse that sat up in the mist just now.
"That...that..." The little girl pointed in horror at the mortuary table just now, stammering.
The old guard said subconsciously: "Don't be afraid, it's just..."
" Annie finally got her breath back and shouted quickly, "The teacher said that at this time, you should immediately recite Bartok's name silently in your heart, and then beat the agitated person with a rosewood branch or a smoked rope, and then Find a chance to run to the nearest church for help..."
The old guard listened to the little girl's crackling words in a daze, and after staying there for two or three seconds, he suddenly raised the shotgun, loaded it again, turned around and aimed at another mortuary platform without looking back, "Boom "After a roar, another restless person who had just climbed out of the coffin lay back where it should be sleeping.
"Your current textbooks are different from mine. We put this class after high school." He said casually.
Annie held her head subconsciously, her small body trembling from the impact of another gunshot, although she reacted quickly when reciting the text just now, she still expressed her fear and nervousness quite honestly.
"You hide in the house," the old man immediately covered the little girl and came to the guard's hut, opened the door with his backhand, and pushed Annie in, "No matter what happens outside, never leave—as long as you don't go out , this hut is as safe as the icon hall of a church, understand?"
Annie's eyes widened in horror, and she nodded subconsciously while looking at the thick fog outside. In her sight, the mortuaries in the thick fog seemed to come alive one after another, the shadows Creeping between the platforms, invisible roars echoed in the cemetery, the crucified coffins cracked and opened one by one, and horrifying figures were waking up from the "beds" that were supposed to be for people to rest in peace. rise.
The old guard pushed Annie into the hut, closed the door casually, turned around and fired another shot.
The watchman's hut is very strong and protected by spells, but if all the dead people in the entire cemetery really climbed up, then this thin and small shelter may not be able to block all attacks—even if it is physically blocked, It is also possible that the mental stimulation of the siege of the dead penetrated the protection of the hut and affected the child.
Kill as many as you can, and Annie will be safe.
"God of death, I have retired for ten years!"
The old soldier let out a turbid grunt. He skillfully pulled the bolt in his hand, dropped the cartridge case and loaded it, but there seemed to be a ball of fire in his already cloudy eyes. He almost didn't aim. It has already aimed at the next restless resident.
Bang the gunshot, the dead rest in peace, the smoke rises, and the soul dies.
"On the other side, the gatekeepers are busy today, I hope they have time to deal with so many souls who are on the road ahead of time."
The old guard muttered, but his hands didn't stop at all. Several restless people had already started to move towards the direction of the guard's hut. hit the road.
More and more rickety corpses appear around the trail.
Those shadowy figures even confused the old guard for a moment-
Are there so many dead bodies in the cemetery? All the morgues add up, can so many corpses be parked?
Did they come out of nowhere out of this thick fog? !
Bang!
After another gunshot, the old guard heard a roar coming from a very close distance, without raising his head ~IndoMTL.com~ he touched his chest with his left hand, and a short sword appeared at him In hand, next
Seconds, his body seemed to disappear out of thin air and reappeared several meters away from the door. The short sword cut down in the air instantly, a corpse fell, and a swollen and deformed head rolled to the ground.
The old man looked down and saw that there was only one huge eye on the head.
The astonishment in his heart only lasted for a moment. The old man had returned to the door of the hut again, and at the same time raised the muzzle of his gun, pointing at another shadow rushing towards this side unsteadily in the mist.
The trigger was pulled, but the gun didn't fire, only the click of the gun being cocked.
The old man's eyes changed slightly, he quickly put away the dagger, and touched the bullet pouch at his waist with his free hand—it was already empty.
After a moment of silence, the old guard sighed: "Alright, the number is almost the same..."
He put down the emptied shotgun, reached out and took out his dagger again, and looked up at the figures staggeringly emerging from the mist.
A slight creaking sound came from behind.
The guard's cabin was opened from the inside.
The old man turned his head in astonishment, and saw Annie looking at him cautiously.
The little girl clutched a loaded high-caliber rifle—his spare weapon—in her hands.
And under the little girl's feet are several bullet bags and ammunition boxes, large and small.
Obvious scratches can be seen on the floor. These heavy things were obviously dragged by Annie from the corner with great effort.
"Grandpa, use this," Annie raised her hand, handing the rifle to the old man in front of her with some effort, "Can it be useful?"
"..." After a moment of silence, the old man nodded, reached for the rifle, and threw the double-barreled shotgun to the girl at the same time, "Reload."