pertwk Chapter 70 Even if hell lies ahead, I'll still check if there's a mine!
Chapter 70 Even if hell lies ahead, I'll still check if there's a mine!
Chapter 64 Even if hell lies ahead, I'll still check if there's a mine!! (Fourth update)
"Fuck you! We can't shake them off! We've been located!"
Hendricks ran and fired back as he went.
But instead of the inefficient pistol, he was holding a new plasma cutter.
On their escape, they were lucky enough to find spare parts in another damaged toolbox.
Clearly, Commissioner Smith bought a substantial quantity in order to embezzle funds.
"Sizzle—!"
A horizontal plasma beam swept across, precisely severing the long tail of a "jumper" attempting to pounce from the ceiling.
The thing lost its balance in mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.
But it's not dead yet.
Despite losing its tail and lower body, the monster still supported itself with its strong arms, which had mutated into scythes, and stubbornly crawled toward the two of them like a gecko with half its body broken.
"Sorry, I'm not a pervert, you don't need to be so persistent!"
Hendricks cursed and, the instant the monster crawled to his feet, suddenly raised his right foot.
"Pfft!"
A crisp sound.
The monster's head was crushed like a rotten watermelon. Yellow pus and brain matter splattered everywhere.
Then it became completely quiet.
"Altman! Aim for their legs! Don't let them run!"
Hendrix gave the order while stomping on another head.
"There are too many! We can't possibly kill them all!"
Altman was no longer able to feel fear. He mechanically pulled the trigger, the cutter in his hand continuously spitting out deadly beams.
The corridor in front of me was filled with surging chunks of flesh.
There are classic dual-wielding monsters, babies lying on the ground, and even monsters with bulging bellies that look like they're about to explode.
This was an exhibition that was a biological nightmare.
"This way! To the control room!"
Seeing that his escape route was blocked, Hendricks made a decisive move and used a cutter to cut off a nearby support pillar. The huge metal frame collapsed with a crash, temporarily blocking the pursuers behind him.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, the two rushed into a secondary control room that appeared to be fairly intact.
"Beep—click."
Hendricks swiped the malfunctioning access card, then punched the emergency lock button.
The heavy blast door slammed shut just before the last monster lunged in.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
A series of pounding and scratching sounds came from outside the door. The monsters were frantically trying to break down the door.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
The two of them leaned against the door, slumped on the floor, and breathed heavily.
Altman was at his physical limit. He felt like his lungs were about to explode, and the HRA on his shoulder was flashing red, indicating low energy.
"We are surrounded."
Altman stared at the monitor screen in despair.
On the screen, countless red dots were converging from all directions. All the mutated corpses in the entire base were rushing here, as if attending some kind of grand feast.
Don't be so pessimistic.
Hendricks checked the cutter's energy bar. "At least this door can hold out—about ten minutes? If your corrupt friend didn't cut corners on the door's materials too."
Just then.
"Buzz buzz buzz—hum—"
A strange sound suddenly reached Altman's ears.
It was faint at first, but it quickly became clear.
It didn't sound like a monster's roar, nor did it sound like a base alarm.
It was a kind of rhythmic mechanical vibration sound.
"Wait—Hendricks, did you hear me?" Altman sat up straight and pressed his ear against the wall.
"What did you hear? The footsteps of death?" Hendrix was loading the last bullet into his pistol.
"No—it sounds like a drilling rig? Or some kind of heavy excavating equipment?"
Altman's eyes lit up. "Right above us! And getting closer!"
Hendricks paused for a moment, then immediately became alert.
He walked over to Altman and reached out to check the HRA device on his shoulder.
"The green light is on, everything is operating normally." Hendrix frowned. "Doctor, are you sure this isn't a hallucination caused by the Divine Seal? How could there be drilling noise at this depth?"
"No! I heard it too! I heard it too!"
Altman pointed excitedly to the ceiling, "The sound is getting louder! Someone's definitely digging up there! It must be the rescue team! They're coming to save us!"
"Sizzle—Boom—"
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As if to confirm his words, the entire room suddenly shook violently.
A clear, deep rumbling sound came from deep within the several-meter-thick layer of rock overhead.
Hendrix's expression changed.
He did hear it.
But unlike Altman, he was not excited; instead, he became more vigilant and even gripped his gun tighter.
"No way?"
He stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself, "I just sent the signal less than half an hour ago. When did the Rangers at headquarters become so efficient? They even went so far as to bring a drill down? This doesn't comply with FBC tactical guidelines—they usually just use 'outside-bounds transport' or teleportation."
"This noise—it sounds like some uneducated blue-collar worker is using an excavator to demolish a house."
"Who cares if he's a blue-collar worker or not! As long as he's alive!"
Altman was so excited he wanted to stand up and shout.
"Sit down! Don't move!"
Hendrix grabbed him and pressed him down, his expression serious. "Don't get too excited. In this godforsaken place, anything that moves is a threat, except for us. Let's observe first."
Meanwhile, the mutated corpses outside the door seemed to have sensed something as well.
The banging on the door stopped.
The monsters let out restless growls. They seemed to be drawn to the huge source of noise overhead.
Like a group of sharks that have caught the scent of new prey.
The army of mutated corpses that had been surrounding the doorway began to slowly disperse and gather towards the source of the sound, which was directly above the room.
They are waiting.
Waiting for that layer of rock to crumble, waiting for that reckless intruder to walk right into the trap.
Meanwhile, just five meters above that layer of rock...
"strangeness----"
Pei Qi sat in the driver's cab of the drilling vehicle, watching the data jumping on the instrument panel.
He held the empty glass bottle in his hand, looking somewhat confused.
"Logically, the concentration of minerals should increase as you go deeper. Why is the iridium content decreasing here instead?"
On the scanner, the originally dense, rich mineral signal is gradually weakening, replaced by a hollow, empty structure.
What surprised him even more was the mini-map.
Pei Qi, who has the [Minimap Module] installed, is used to constantly monitoring the surrounding bio-radar.
Now, the small map, which should have been completely black, is covered with a large number of bright red dots.
"So many red dots? What the heck?"
Pei Qi's eyes widened, thinking there was a display error.
"This isn't Minecraft, is it? There are no mob spawners in the real world. And this is thousands of meters underground! How could there be such a large-scale biome besides bacteria and archaea?"
"Could they be the legendary subterranean people? Lizardmen? Or did I accidentally stumble upon a Godzilla film set?"
Pei Qi stroked his chin and began his wildly imaginative brainstorming session.
"...A tribe of some kind of mutated giant mole? Did they evolve a collective consciousness because they were deprived of sunlight for so long?"
"Or perhaps it's a secret military base of some country?"
But he quickly shook his head.
"Whatever it is, these red dots are moving too fast and their movements are completely erratic, unlike those of trained humans."
"Who cares!"
Pei Qi abandoned further thought and pushed the control lever.
The drilling vehicle's engine roared, and the blue drill bit instantly reached full speed.
"Since I've come this far, I'm going to brave any danger! Returning empty-handed is not my style, Pei Qi."
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"Even if it's hell down there, I have to go in and see if the King of Hell is hiding any uranium ore!"