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Chapter 209 Worthy of being a murderer

Late at night, the moonlight was cut into pieces by dark clouds.

A few rays of residual light penetrated the windows and fell into the factory building built of steel frames and cement, adding a bit of haziness and weirdness to this dilapidated space.

A dozen elite team members wearing infrared night vision goggles and holding assault rifles surrounded the enemy from all sides.

They walked slowly and orderly, and behaved with extreme caution, like lurking ghosts.

The gun body exudes a cold and captivating metallic luster as it continues to search for the traces of its prey.

Zi, Zi——

The noise of the intercom turning on the public channel broke the silence and was particularly harsh in this gloomy environment.

The team members whispered through their headsets in brief, professional military terms:

"A group of targets were not found, over."

"Team Two did not find the target, over."

"Group three received, advancing to the back of Area B, estimated arrival time 10 seconds, over."

"Group 4 received, heading to B..."

The intercom broadcast the announcements of each team's mission in order, but it stopped abruptly here.

As if it was suddenly pinched off by an invisible hand.

At the same time, faint "puff" and "puff" sounds were heard, as well as a noise like dragging, fighting, and muffled whimpering.

After two or three seconds, the reports from the four teams fell on deaf ears and were never heard through the intercom again.

The entire corridor area fell into an almost dead silence.

The other team members could not help but stand there, looking at each other, waiting for the next instruction.

Soon, the intercom began to buzz again, followed by the commander's voice:

"All cameras in Area B have been destroyed. All attack teams muster up immediately. Maintain formation and advance from Point E to Area C. Pay attention to searching for hidden spots in the surrounding area."

The ghost's voice quickly spread through the radio waves. Although it was a bit angry, it was still steady and powerful, which boosted the spirits of his subordinates.

The other team members realized that the situation was dangerous and immediately made targeted adjustments based on their rich combat experience.

After gathering, they began to assign tactical tasks tacitly.

One group walked cautiously, exploring the way ahead, with the muzzles of their assault rifles slightly raised, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

Five groups provided cover at the rear, with the team members standing back to back, vigilantly scanning every inch of space behind them to ensure the safety of the rear of the team.

Groups two and three were responsible for searching for hidden spots in the surrounding area, crouching and spreading out in a fan shape.

With the help of the dim light of infrared night vision goggles, they searched carefully like hounds in every corner, pipe and equipment shadow, not missing any gap where the enemy might be hiding.

When the team members who were exploring the way ahead carefully arrived at point E and stepped into the workshop area that looked like a maze, with pipes and stairs everywhere.

A strong smell of blood instantly hit me in the face.

Their eyes were attracted by the two shocking corpses on the ground. They stopped involuntarily and felt a chill in their hearts.

One of them had his head tilted, drooping at an extremely twisted angle, with an unnatural bend in his neck.

It was obvious that he had suffered an extremely violent external force before his death, which caused his cervical vertebrae to break instantly and lead to his death.

Another person was shot in the throat, the wound was bloody and flesh was blurred, blood gushed out like an out-of-control fountain.

Dark red blood splattered on the surrounding ground, walls and pipes.

The sticky liquid shimmered with an eerie luster in the darkness, as if it was evidence left behind by a ferocious beast that had just wreaked havoc here.

"Two members of Group 4 died at Point E, leaving a large amount of blood. No trace of the other member has been found yet."

The leading team members immediately transmitted the situation on the scene through headsets.

The other two teams responsible for the search also followed up.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound that aroused everyone's vigilance.

The noise apparently came from the pipes laid above the head.

Wow!

I saw a black shadow jumping down from a high place, bringing with it a strong wind, and rushing towards the person on the ground.

The team members reacted instantly, and the combat instincts they had honed over the years made them all raise their guns, aim and fire almost at the same time.

Da da da da da——

The dense gunfire instantly broke the dead silence, echoing and roaring in this closed space, almost bursting people's eardrums.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder, mixed with continuous groans and screams.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "clang".

The black shadow fell heavily onto the steel walkway, making a dull thud.

The entire platform frame shook.

Seeing this, the team members immediately stopped shooting and made gestures in coordination with each other.

He slowly approached the target, his eyes fixed on the dark shadow on the ground.

The gun in his hand is still kept in a shooting posture to deal with possible variables.

however.

When they got closer to the shadow and took a closer look, they widened their eyes in shock and gasped.

The person who was shot turned out to be the teammate who had disappeared before.

At this moment, his body was covered with bullet holes, like a hornet's nest, and blood was constantly gushing out.

Those empty eyes were still open, as if he had died with his eyes open.

Just when everyone felt their scalps tingling, a suspicious shout suddenly came from the intercom:

"Oh no, three members of Group 5 seem to have disappeared too!"

"Hello, hello, Group 5 received the message, please reply..."

The leader's urgent call seemed a little trembling in the radio waves, and instantly made the other team members' hearts tighten.

Obviously, the other side used fake targets to attract firepower, launched a surprise attack from the rear under the cover of gunfire, and eliminated the three team members responsible for the rear guard as quickly as possible.

"what happened?!"

Commander Ghost's voice followed, his words revealing anger and anxiety.

At this moment, he was in the monitoring room, but because the camera was damaged, he felt like he was blindfolded.

I could only hear the intense gunfire coming from the walkie-talkie and had no idea of the real situation at the scene.

Just when everyone was a little flustered by the series of unexpected events and their nerves were stretched to the extreme.

A pair of eyes flashing faint red light vaguely emerged in the darkness.

Like evil spirits from hell, they stared coldly at this group of self-proclaimed elite fighters.

Then, a figure wearing a ghost face mask slowly walked out from the depths of the darkness.

It was Fang Cheng who was hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

His steps were as light as feathers, and there was an eerie aura of death around him.

One can't feel the heartbeat, nor any breathing sound, just like a ghost wandering in the world.

Step by step, silently, he gradually approached and came behind one of the team members.

The team member was completely unaware, holding the gun with both hands and aiming in a certain direction, immersed in the intense search.

Fang Cheng held a blood-stained dagger in his hand and raised it gently.

The cold edge was reflected in the dim light, and it suddenly appeared on the opponent's neck like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the sharp blade instantly cut the throat.

With a "pu" sound, blood spurted out like a fountain, drawing a dark red arc in the darkness.

A team member in front of him caught a glimpse of this horrifying scene from the corner of his eye, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted in horror:

"At this……"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Cheng's figure seemed to disappear on the spot.

Then there was a sudden flash, and the dagger in his hand flashed a cold light and pierced his throat accurately.

The second half of the team member's shout was choked in his throat. He dropped his rifle with both hands and tried in vain to cover his wound.

His body shook a few times, his eyes widened, full of unwillingness and fear. Seeing this, the other team members raised their assault rifles and fired wildly at the black shadow that suddenly appeared.

The flames from the muzzle instantly illuminated that small area, and bullets whizzed towards the target like dense raindrops.

Fang Cheng quickly grabbed the body of the team member next to him and used it as a shield to block most of the bullets.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

Some bullets hit the iron plates, making sharp and piercing metallic impact sounds, while others hit the corpses, splashing blood.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Fang Cheng took the body of the team member, suddenly climbed over the platform railing, and jumped downwards.

boom!
There was a dull sound of landing, as if a heavy object hit everyone's heart.

The team members were stunned at first, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

But the danger is not really gone.

Their nerves were still as tense as strings, and relying on the combat skills honed over the years, they quickly raised their guns and aimed at the downstairs.

The beam of the tactical flashlight was like a sharp sword, sweeping continuously along with the muzzle of the gun.

Trying to penetrate the deep and heavy darkness and find the target figure hiding in it.

"I see the target falling to the fourth floor exit. Everyone, gather downstairs!"

Someone yelled over the intercom.

Then, the sound of hurried footsteps on steel plates was heard.

The scattered team members quickly ran downstairs along the iron walkway, trying to force this ghostly opponent into a desperate situation.

But just as everyone moved, something unexpected happened.

A hand, like a devil's claw reaching out from hell, suddenly stretched out from under the platform, grabbed the ankle of a team member and pulled it hard.

The unsuspecting team member felt his feet go empty and his body instantly lost balance, and was dragged into the darkness by the sharp claws.

The screams of terror stopped abruptly as the body fell, as if they had never existed.

Only a group of team members were left standing there, and the tense emotions were ignited again.

Da da da da da——

I don't know who reacted first, but the assault rifle in his hand instantly spewed out angry flames.

Bullets whizzed and shuttled wildly, sweeping towards the direction where the devil's claw disappeared, trying to suppress the horrible monster hidden in the darkness with intensive firepower.

Sparks fly wherever he goes.

The pipe was hit and made a buzzing sound.

The cement layer on the wall was blown away, peeling off and raising a cloud of dust.

After a round of bullet storms, even reinforced concrete buildings would be "covered in scars".

What’s more, they are evil ghosts and monsters with flesh and blood.

however.

At this time, Fang Cheng was like a humanoid spider, hanging upside down in the air.

His hands and feet seemed to be firmly glued to the back of the steel-framed platform as he crawled at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, it rushed to another location.

It turned out that before, Fang Cheng did not jump to the next floor in a panic to avoid the fierce fire attack.

He just cleverly pretended to jump off a building to mislead everyone into thinking that he had escaped.

Then, relying on his finger strength and body coordination beyond ordinary people's imagination, he lay down under the platform, using this excellent hidden position to lie in wait.

Then he used the picked-up walkie-talkie to spread false information and disrupt the enemy's tactical deployment.

Eventually, the fighters would be thrown into confusion, allowing them to create opportunities and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

that's it.

The factory where Noah's organization had carefully set traps was dramatically and inadvertently turned into a hunting ground for Fang Cheng to unleash his abilities.

Originally, the pursuit team relied on the familiar environment and powerful equipment and thought they had a sure win.

All these advantages were quickly defeated and wiped out as the team's members continued to dwindle.

Fear spread rapidly among the team members like a plague, and everyone could truly feel the threat of death that was following them like a shadow.

"Attention all attacking team members, immediately shrink the defense line and retreat to the sixth floor. Join Team 1 and guard the hostages together!"

Fortunately, the commander acted decisively and adjusted the combat deployment through the walkie-talkie.

After receiving the order to retreat, the remaining team members dared not delay any longer.

They reacted quickly, holding their assault rifles with the black muzzles pointed vigilantly in all directions, and running towards the sixth floor with slightly hurried steps.

The green light from the night vision goggles illuminated a small area, and the dust particles in the field of vision were clearly visible, but the darkness and silence all around were further highlighted.

As soon as there is any movement, the finger pulls the trigger reflexively, and a string of bullets is fired out.

The muzzle flash illuminated the surroundings, making them dim and bright, and also reflected the fear on the team members' faces.

In the abandoned factory, a dark shadow lingered around like the god of death, taking away one person every time it appeared, devouring lives mercilessly.

It seems that darkness has become Fang Cheng's ally.

It helps him hide in desperate situations time and time again, and launch deadly attacks when no one expects it most.

Even the infrared detectors and sensor alarms installed everywhere have never been triggered.

A game of cat and mouse has now turned into a game of mouse and cat.

Do not!
Perhaps at the beginning, it was just a group of mice trying to capture the cats, their natural enemies.

By the time they retreated to the sixth floor, only five people were left in the original 19-member capture team.

The tragic number of casualties, like a heavy rock, weighs on the hearts of every survivor.

But this thrilling life-and-death battle did not end there.

The atmosphere in the monitoring room was also depressing.

The ghost stared at the TV screen which turned into a snowy screen.

After continuously changing the combat orders, he no longer had the calmness he had before, and his expression became solemn, even a little ugly.

His elite team members suffered such heavy casualties that he didn't even see clearly what specific abilities his opponent used.

How could he not be filled with anger?

"Do you need my help? I think this killer's abilities are similar to yours."

The hooded man's deep voice broke the suffocating silence.

He crossed his arms over his chest, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were also fixed on the screen, his eyes revealed that he was eager to try.

The ghost shook his head slowly:

"Not for now. The other party's goal is to rescue people. There is only one passage and one door to the top floor of the workshop. If you show your head, you will be beaten into a sieve."

"The remaining dozen or so team members are enough to guard the hostages and wait for the target to take the bait. I want to see what tricks he can come up with."

Although his voice remained steady, the emphasized ending still revealed the turmoil in his heart.

This mysterious killer has not yet displayed any obvious special abilities.

The ghost's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think to himself.

Is it just that his shooting skills are accurate and his physical fitness is enhanced?

"Hey, what is he doing? Why is he wandering around? Isn't it obvious that the hostages are being held on the sixth floor?"

The hooded man suddenly pointed at the screen and said in surprise.

In the surveillance video on the fourth floor, the mysterious killer appeared again, moving slowly around the workshop, with no intention of heading straight for the hostages.

At this moment, the camera images began to flicker and turn black again, obviously destroyed by the other party.

The ghost realized something instantly:
"He was planning to kill all the gang members in the workshop and then go rescue people..."

After a brief shock, a strange light flashed in the ghost's eyes.

Upon hearing this, the hooded man began to breathe heavily and muttered to himself:

"As expected of a murderer who could kill 200 people without mercy..."

This action also touched the string called "excitement" in his heart.

(End of this chapter)