Abyssal Kingdom

Chapter 182 The Crashed Shuttle

The research institute is less than three kilometers away from the deepest "hell" in the mining area.

The naked eye can see that the light in that direction is dimmer, but there are thin and unreal lights coming through. I don't know what the situation is.Wei An and Gui Ling are not in good condition now, so they can't take a closer look, those creatures must be looking for them.

At this time, the direction of "Hell" was chaotic, and there were gunshots and explosions from time to time, and the fire was astonishing, and it shot straight into the sky.

Someone used a large amount of high-enrichment fuel bombs, and the fire spread to the vicinity of the experimental area. Several staff members also stood on the top floor to watch.

Wei An tried his best to concentrate, but he felt that a part of his body was still in the darkness of the bed just now, a little restless.

It was a vague longing, a part of the mind that froze, only the body was about to move.

He hooked Gui Ling's palm with his fingertips, and the man grabbed his hand.

"What are they trying to do?" a researcher asked.

"Save people, Gemstone City has been cleaning up recently, and many of them have been arrested." Another person said.

"Is it okay for them to burn the protective cover like this? I don't think the fire was put out over there, nor did they call the police."

Wei An thought, indeed, part of the environmental equipment seemed to be shut down, not only allowing the shuttle to enter illegally, but also not issuing an alarm.

"There was a power outage there just now. I haven't seen the 'hell' power outage. It may be some new technology." The person who was called Dr. Xu before said.

Wei An was taken aback, this situation was a bit familiar, he had only seen one person with such ability.

"But it's useless for them to toss any more," said the leading researcher, "the star field here is all blocked, and I can't escape."

"Go to sleep," said another, "it's not going to save us anyway."

These people went to sleep, Wei An and Gui Ling watched the fire for a while, the researcher was right, this place has been completely sealed off, no matter who makes trouble, it is impossible to escape.

A shuttle flew overhead, an old cargo shuttle that crashed not far away.

It looked serious, and half the sky was burning red.

Wei An said, "Is it the red square?"

There was only one guard left at the gate of the research institute, and all the others went to support.

Wei An and Gui Ling decided to take a look in the direction of the crash.

The distance was a bit far, Wei An dragged out the Indus, turned it into a regular military vehicle, and drove in that direction—this ship refused to wake up, and locked itself, so it can only be used as a vehicle now.

Wei An interfered with the camera, he still wants to come back, this is a temporary honeymoon place he finally found.

Guiling drove the car out, and along the way, the flames of spilled fuel and burning fire could be seen everywhere, the communication channel was very noisy, and several groups of armed men were surrounding in this direction.

There are also some weird purring sounds, which are low frequencies that cannot be caught by the human ear, reminding Wei An of the degenerated human body before.

They should have lost their intelligence, but something else came in through the body through extreme destruction and abuse, making the human body into a usable medium.

Wei An saw the crashed shuttle from a distance, it was a remodeled cargo shuttle, its appearance was horrible, many people must have died after being beaten like this.

At the moment he saw it, a small group of small ground missiles was heading towards the shuttle.

These things are slender, silver-white, guided precisely, and can blast a radius of two kilometers into scorched earth.

This is really going to completely incinerate the opponent, Wei An thought, and then he saw another small surface-to-air artillery shell flying out from the shuttle.

It should be a manual barrel, the kind aimed at by sight, which poor pirates sometimes use.

But it fired at such a precise angle that it hit the missile at its very core, and the impact of its explosion detonated three others.

The flames reflected the sky, and the shock wave unfolded like red water. The knife-like hot wind pressed down and hit the car body. If it was an ordinary person here, it would be burnt instantly.

Wei An looked at the sky, and the people in the shuttle shot three times, and each time they took the best value.

When the last missile was hit, it was less than ten meters away from the shuttle. The air was boiled by the huge impact, and the sound of war roared in my ears.

Wei An hasn't felt this way for a long time, the breath of war, as if a huge steel giant descended on this place, bringing only destruction.

Gui Ling drove smoothly amidst the explosion, and was used to this kind of situation.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head to look in one direction, and said, "There is a limited-area antimatter bomb aimed here."

"...Damn it, what about it?!" Wei An said.

Gui Ling was silent for two seconds, and said, "This is how this kind of war works."

He lowered his voice: "At any cost."

Wei An didn't ask any more, and there was an exchange of fire in the direction of the shuttle.

It was a team coming from the direction of "Hell". Their appearance...Wei An has seen many terrifying creatures, and this thing still makes his scalp explode.

Like something out of a nightmare, crooked metal creeps out of the human skin, like tentacles growing crazily from lesions. They are machines used for torture, sticking out their heads strangely from human skin and blood vessels.

Their shape has also undergone drastic changes. They look like insects full of jointed limbs and fangs, and they also have a human-like shape. They grow out of the human body, break through the skin, and leak out like cancer.

Human beings here are pieces of tormented skin, their energy.

Some are too long, and Wei An saw another person's mutilated head hanging on the edge of the dark face of an iron maiden in the Great Dark Age.

The latter is still alive and unconscious, but can still feel that these people are in excruciating pain.

Looking at this thing, Wei An's goosebumps rose, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"Kill it." Gui Ling said.

Wei An also made the same judgment on this.

His flame burned over, using fire that can burn through the space layer.

He killed those who suffered the first time.He's not much of a sympathetic guy, but he can do it instinctively.

These "machines" rushed towards the car in the fire. They no longer had skin, and the layers of twisted iron contained terrifyingly flexible movements. They were really living creatures.

Wei An's flame burned deeper, as he always did, the fire when the creature died was like a growing fungus, extending in deep space, layer upon layer, forming a disgusting but terrifying aesthetic form.

Wei An stared at them for a second, as if a dark and strange building unfolded behind them, getting bigger and bigger as they went deeper, until it grew together with the endless and terrifying world like the abyss.

There is no such thing in the human world. It is contagious. Just one glance, reflected on the retina, can penetrate your brain and seize your soul.

Wei An solved them within 3 minutes and blocked the communication at the same time. He has always been good at killing people.

Guiling drove the car forward, at the same time cleared the flames along the way, and parked the car outside the shuttle.

There's a two-person hole here, not from the impact, but from a previous weapon hit.

The cockpit was completely opened, the temperature was very high, and the cooling equipment almost completely failed.

Gui Ling stopped the car, walked in with a cold face, Wei An walked beside him.

These men must have known there was no way they could have escaped the interception, but were still fighting at the last minute.

Wei An had thought about whether he would be attacked and whether he should reveal his identity, but seeing these people, he realized that it was not necessary.

They were at the end of their blows, most of them were dead, and only three were alive, all of them were so badly wounded that they couldn't do anything at all.

Wei An didn't even know how they were able to fight back just now. One of them was seriously injured in the chest and couldn't get up on the ground, and half of his body was bloody.

Wei An saw Hong Fang in the flames, and it was indeed him. It was still the face of a child who was too young to be in middle school, but his eyes were ruthless.At first glance, he looked like a child who was born as a child soldier. He was not afraid of death and dared to do anything.

An exploding steel piece penetrated Hong Fang's shoulder and got stuck on the arm of the cabin.

He was carrying a hand-operated cannon barrel in his still intact hand, a junk item from the black market, brought over by a companion who had just died at his feet.

He had suffered severe blood loss, and his consciousness was not clear, but each of the three shells hit the most precise point.

It's an amazing talent for a child to live to this age among pirates.

Guiling scanned the group of people to confirm the injuries and survival status.

The explosions and gunshots were gone, only the sound of flames burning and the occasional crackling of a short circuit.

Wayan could still feel the eerie silence of being aimed at by an antimatter weapon. They walked in through the flames, and one of them raised his gun tremblingly, but didn't fire, presumably realizing that they were human.

In this battlefield, human beings themselves become status symbols.

Red Fang stared at them, he had been staring at them since they approached.

He said nothing, as if they were suspicious hallucinations.

Gui Ling walked up to Hong Fang, looked at the metal plate that nailed him there, put one hand on his shoulder, and said, "Be patient."

The thing should have been welded to death, but Gui Ling pulled it out with force.The kid fell to the ground, clutching the cannon barrel with one hand like it was the only driftwood he had, while still staring at them both.

He opened his lips, wanting to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

"You are not allowed to cry." Wei An said.

"I didn't cry!" Hong Fang said.

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