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Just as Shen Bei walked towards the man in his thirties.

There is still one person who has not given up the idea of ​​killing Shen Bei.

The fifty-year-old tenth-level mutant came behind Shen Bei like a ghost, with a rock-made glove wrapped around his right fist, and attacked Shen Bei.

But inside Shen Bei's visual mask, because the distance of his attack was too close, his attack had already been predicted by the armor.

Shen Bei dodged the attack by moving sideways.

Then he drew his revolver.

Extend your finger and pull the trigger.

The bullet in the revolver exploded and shot out.

The flames are the scythe of hell!

At such a close distance, the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet caused his upper body to explode backwards, and blood and flesh splattered horribly in a radial pattern on the ground behind him.

Shen Bei put the pistol back, observed for two seconds, then turned around and continued walking towards the man in his thirties.

"You... did what..." He stared at his companion's body in a daze: "Why, why is your pistol so powerful!?"

Shen Bei didn't say anything.

Sometimes silence can arouse the enemy's fear more easily than speaking.

Because "communication" is a manifestation of humanity.

If the person wearing the mask remains silent, it can actually emphasize the monster's attributes.

There are similar ideas in many horror movies: once the monster shows the ability to communicate, the prerequisites for understanding and persuasion are met, and it is no longer so unknown.

And the unknown is closely linked to terror.

This was a truth Shen Bei had understood a long time ago, but in the past he was more inclined to intimidate with words.

Why was this? Shen Bei remembered that there was some reason, but it was suddenly difficult to remember.

"Let me go, please!" he begged.

But Shen Bei remained indifferent.

"I, I can be your guide!" the enemy pleaded, raising the stakes. "I know how to quickly infiltrate Shelter No. 5. Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

Shen Bei remained silent.

He asked hopefully, "Are you willing to let me go?"

Shen Bei never agreed to this.

Slowly raising his revolver, Shen Bei finally spoke: "I believe in people, but I don't believe in human nature."

"Why should I use you to lead the way in my affairs?"

Boom~~

A bullet pierced through the man's head and exploded directly. Layers of blood mist floated in the white mist, like delicious marshmallows.

After ending the enemy's life, Shen Bei pulled the machete out of his body.

In the past, Shen Bei rarely used cold weapons.

He only used Cha Xiaodao's long sword named Blood Sea in the battle with San Ye.

When it comes to cold weapons, guns are undoubtedly more effective in directly conveying murderous intent.

If guns cannot be used, the lightsaber is the natural choice, which can freely and smoothly transmit one's power to send out the greeting of the god of death.

Now that he has this convenience, Shen Bei no longer needs to stick to the cold weapon fighting method.

Some people with special abilities who use weapons would claim that "weapons are like extensions of their limbs", but Shen Beikafa is different. No matter how much he emphasizes this illusion, weapons can never be extensions of the human body.

However, Shen Bei now understands these people's mentality a little, because with Shen Bei's current flexibility in using the lightsaber, he can indeed use the weapon as his hands and feet to drive his own power.

Even when Shen Bei developed this self-awareness, the machete had changed into another appearance at some point: originally it was a combat knife that focused on chopping, like the so-called "dog-leg knife".

This was called the "Nepalese Scimitar" in the old times, but now the blade has become straight, as wide as an adult's palm, about one meter long, the surface is covered with blood and rust, and the blade is full of jagged notches as if it had chopped many hard objects.

It looks almost damaged, but it makes people's hair stand on end. What is hidden here is the difference between "a broken knife that has killed many people" and "a freshly made good knife".

Although the latter is undoubtedly more powerful, the former is often more likely to arouse people's fearful imagination.

Shen Bei looked at the knife and felt that it looked familiar.

In his previous life, Shen Bei also used this thing.

However, Shen Bei now dislikes it and throws it away directly.

The shouts around became more chaotic, as if the enemy was surrounded on all sides.

"It's time to move our position."

Shen Bei can deal with enemies attacking from one direction.

But if there are more, it will be a bit chaotic.

This is not a normal home-cooked meal; if it is not done well, you will just go hungry.

This is a battlefield now.

One mistake and someone will die.

The enemy can die multiple times, but Shen Bei cannot make a single mistake.

No hesitation.

Shen Bei's foot thrusters suddenly ejected a powerful plasma flame.

The lifting force continued to increase, blowing the blood plasma on the ground to evaporate and causing the dust to roll.

After continuing to rise, Shen Bei flew into the air and headed for another preset location.

Leaving the battlefield covered with blood and corpses.

……

The golden sun hangs high in the sky, the clouds are light, the oppressive clouds that covered the sky in the past are gone, and the golden and warm sunlight shines on the wilderness.

Somewhere down the mountain.

Miki frowned as he looked at the strange white mist on the top of the mountain, as if even Aomame could be caught firmly in it.

"Oh shit!"

Miki spat. "Where did this thick fog come from? Why is it only covering the top of the mountain? It's so fucking puzzling."

This situation made the sniper rifle in Miki's hand useless.

How can you shoot energy bullets if you can't see what's going on inside the fog?

It is possible that one shot could kill one of his own.

"As cunning as an old dog." Miki muttered.

The followers beside Miki were also looking up at the top of the mountain.

In their eyes, this mountain top was indeed quite strange.

It was like a huge ball of cotton hitting the top of the mountain, like a white silk cotton hat.

As for other mountaintops, not only is there no white fog, you can’t even see any white at all!

They could hear the constant sound of gunfire and wailing coming from above.

There is no doubt that the wailing sounds that kept coming were definitely not Shen Bei's screams of pain.

It is impossible for a dead person to keep screaming.

"Captain, should we go up?" a follower asked in a low voice.

Although Sanmu's status has plummeted, he is still a tenth-level psychic after all, and a sniper specializing in shooting.

More sensitive to the battlefield than others.

Those who rushed forward seemed to have encountered a tough challenge. They were at a loss and naturally had to rely on Sanmu's command.

Sanmu gritted his teeth and was about to wave to others to rush to the top of the mountain.

On the hillside, I saw people throwing away their armor and running down the hillside.

It was obvious that these people were frightened to death by Shen Bei's killing intent.

Miki stopped his attacking gesture, which was even more unfavorable and had a huge impact on morale.

He looked back at the road he came from, in the direction of Shelter No. 5.

In the distant dense forest, you can see trees constantly falling down, forcibly creating a blank area.

"So slow!"

Miki was a little dissatisfied.

Then, Sanmu said to the others: "Don't worry, let's wait for the big guys behind to come over."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a howling sound came from the last follower:

"Ah!!! Help!"

The sudden scream made everyone turn around instantly.

Sanmu took a look and his pupils shrank slightly. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: It rains and it pours!

Acid-scaled beast...

Raid!