I Was Born In The Underworld Chapter 228: Hell Special Training (2)
Dominate.
The corridor of bitter illusion, the space of nightmares.
The evil purple eyes in the sky stare at everything in the space.
Gu Fan is the master of this nightmare space, controlling everything like a "nightmare beast".
Fear, despair, trembling...
Gu Fan could feel the trace of negative emotions.
"I can feel that the horror is expanding a little bit, and the pain and struggle are entangled with each other."
"That is delicious spiritual power, but it can become my spiritual food and strengthen the ability of the nightmare corridor of bitter illusion."
People's negative emotions will eventually be drawn into the huge vortex in the sky, and then absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.
Death after death.
He was thrown to the ground again and again by the rotting corpse monster.
In the space of nightmares, those dead men don't know how many times they have died.
They could clearly feel the pain and despair of the monster throwing itself on itself, tearing its body apart with its sharp claws, and pulling out its internal organs.
"Uh uh uh!!"
The wriggling granulation on the corpse monster's body continued to grow, turning into slender tentacles, crawling into the body, draining the flesh and tissue like sucking jelly.
"Don't come here!!"
"Ahhh, don't come here!!"
Deadpool No. 46 finally couldn't bear such torture, and pulled the fuse to explode the explosives on his body.
The flames soared into the sky, and layers of fire waves covered the monsters. The scorched smell filled the mouth and nose, and hundreds of rotting corpses died.
But it's pointless.
The monster carrion quickly filled the gap and continued roaring towards the crowd.
"Don't be afraid!!"
"Don't be afraid!!"
"Aim at their heads and keep an eye on the surrounding situation."
Le Zhiqi kept pointing out mistakes, glanced at the No. 13 dead man who was about to be thrown down, and ordered: "In close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than guns."
The dead soldiers formed a circle.
After more than 10 deaths, you can almost use firearms and weapons with familiarity.
When human beings are on the verge of danger and death, they can best stimulate the potential of their bodies. In order not to be surrounded and eaten by those carrion corpses again, they must make changes and become stronger in battle.
"I can't stand it!!"
"I don't want to die anymore, I don't want to be tortured anymore, ahhhh!!"
Soldier No. 39 held up a machine gun, and the monster in front of him was turned into a pulp, but his tense spirit was broken at this moment.
He didn't want to continue fighting.
He didn't want to suffer any more.
He didn't want to die again and again, and face those hideous and terrifying monsters again and again.
Finally, No. 39 dead man dropped the machine gun in his hand, cried and ran into the mist, and then there was the ear-piercing sound of flesh and blood rubbing against each other.
Looks like another crazy one.
The dead soldiers suffered mental breakdowns one after another.
Although they have the determination to see death as home, who can keep calm when they are really facing great terror? ?
"Think about it, your loved ones."
"Think about it, your love."
"If you fall here and can't hold on, maybe they will die."
Above the sky, mighty energy is splashed like light, and the evil phantom pupil penetrates into the deepest part of consciousness.
Soldiers, the softness in the deepest part of my heart has been touched.
Flames covered the human city, the gate of the base had been knocked open by high-level alien species, and countless monsters roared and rushed through the gate.
Girl No. 01, she saw her parents being thrown down by the monster, and the pitch-black claws full of filth cut off the necks of her parents and tore their internal organs.
Father No. 02, he saw his lovely daughter, slumped on the ground and was too frightened to move. A huge foot ran over her and turned her into a pulp.
Husband No. 03, he saw his wife being lifted up by a heterogeneous species with one hand, and the huge **** mouth slowly fell down, biting off half of his head with one bite.
No.
No, no, no, no...
The softest place in people's hearts is actually the motivation for them to become strong.
The belief in my heart cannot be collapsed. For the most important people, even if I die 100 times, 1000 times, or 10,000 times, I have to sustain it.
Roar.
They took up their weapons again, and continued to fight the carrion with red eyes.
The number of people continued to decrease, but those who remained became stronger and stronger, resisting the attacks of monsters again and again.
Le Zhiqi nodded repeatedly from one side.
Those who can persevere to the end are very remarkable.
She sent a signal to the purple phantom eyes in the sky, and the monsters in front of the dead soldiers disappeared one after another.
They fluttered like petals, and finally broke into a large piece of powder mist, disappearing into the hazy mist.
Is it over...
The dead soldiers fell to their knees limply on the ground.
Is this test training finally over?
"Okay, my basic training is complete."
Le Zhiqi stretched her waist, looking a little tired, while doing demonstration movements, while correcting the movements of all the dead soldiers, she was really a little tired.
However...
The boss must be more tired.
He simulated the entire battlefield, penetrated into everyone's mind, and controlled everything, which is simply the means of a god.
"Ahem."
Le Zhiqi cleared her throat, and continued: "You have already mastered the fighting methods and the use of weapons. Next, let Instructor Wu Ze train you."
What?
Next training?
The dead soldiers look desperate ~IndoMTL.com~ looking at another person who came out of the fog.
Wu Ze! !
He is the second instructor in charge of teaching the dead to fight.
"I am instructor Wu Ze."
"You guys performed well just now, but in terms of combat level, it's just a piece of shit."
Wu Ze is cautious and serious, and his words are not polite: "holding a weapon, venting bullets indiscriminately, the battle is a mess, some enemies can be eliminated with one bullet, but hundreds of bullets are wasted and smashed into rotten meat."
"Next, I will teach you, teamwork!"
Teamwork.
A person's strength is limited, but a team is completely different.
If you can build a defensive circle, weave a fire blockade, make up for each other's shortcomings, and fill the vacancy left by the teammate.
The power of people coming together is definitely not as simple as 1+1.
Wu Ze began to teach.
He was not as anxious as Le Zhiqi, but explained in detail how to cooperate, how to allocate resources reasonably, and fill the vacancies...
After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands: "Okay, you won't remember too much, let's experience it yourself."
Feel it yourself.
The tide of rotting corpse monsters is coming again! !
The expressions of the dead soldiers turned desperate. It seemed that their torture and hellish training had only just begun.
One day.
Two days.
Three days.
………
In the nightmare, the flow of time is completely different from the external reality.
Gu Fan manipulated all this and maintained the [Corridor of Bitter Illusion] for a whole week, until finally his consciousness began to become a little fuzzy.
"It's almost the limit."
"Kill them again and return to the real world."