Little Mushroom

"I fuck!" Jin Sen shouted, "Below me!"

He was right. The next moment, An Zhe felt that the ground under his feet was shaking dullly. The feeling was very close and real, like a heavy hammer hitting across the floor.

At this moment, there was a huge impact at the end of the corridor, and the iron gate clashed, accompanied by the prisoner's panic yelling.

"There are also over there." The poet's speech speeded up abruptly: "Is the underground creature a rodent? They live in groups, and the Virginia base is--"

Before the words fell, he quickly changed his voice: "No, rodents don't have that much power, underground ..."

The clatter of footsteps hurried, a group of soldiers in black quickly descended from the aisle of the aisle, the flashlight shone into a piece, the sound of the loudspeaker echoed in the aisle, and was deafening: "Don't panic, the foundation of the city defense station is very strong, raise With cement and special steel plates, we're finding out why, don't panic. "

——If they didn't shout and quickly open the prison door to let the prisoners come out, the words would be more credible.

At the same time, the harsh chirping sounded outside, and the siren sounded like waves.

"Evacuation signals are ringing!" Jin Sen slammed the prison door vigorously: "Brother! Open it for me!"

The soldier hurriedly opened the three prison doors in the distance, then hurried over. Boss Xiao was on the outside. After the soldier found the key corresponding to the jail door, the soldier quickly snapped into the lock cylinder and clicked. The iron door was opened. Boss almost fluttered. When he came out, the soldier quickly said, "Turn right and go upstairs to find the mouth!"

Boss Xiao gave a few stings and ran to the right. He dropped the ceiling and the soldier wiped his face and stood in front of the poet's door.

At this time Jin Sen shouted: "He is a felony! It is a dangerous element! You drive me first!"

The soldier seemed hesitant, the ground was shaking more and more, and he turned to open Jin Sen's door.

Jin Sen choked the iron gate with both hands, his voice trembling violently: "Brother, hurry up, brother."

Anzhe saw that the soldier's hand was shaking, and after several times, the key was pushed into the lock cylinder.

Jin Sen: "You are my brother-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The floor creaked, and he was suddenly lifted, and a huge black object bounced up against the cracked floor and dirt!

With a dull "snoring" sound, Jin Sen's body was squeezed by the monster and the ceiling, his eyes burst out, his abdomen was pushed up by something sharp, and the blood mixed with the viscera leaped down. With a terrible scream, An Fen's pupils dilated, and he slowly turned his head. The soldier who opened the door was squeezed and twisted by the deformed iron gate and penetrated his thigh and right chest. Holding his leg to the ground, he twitched and coughed. He coughed violently. A large mass of blood spewed out, probably because his lungs were punctured.

There was a bang, and the black thing fell back again. It opened a hole in the ground, and the bottom was empty. Jin Sen's body fell into it and was no longer visible.

Deep in the corridor came the roar of other soldiers: "Withdraw—!"

But the next second, the huge crackle of the ground cracked, and the iron gate fell to the ground, the ceiling cracked and fell. Two fearful yells sounded and then came to an abrupt end.

-Anzhe heard the sound of chewing.

The prelude is the sound of water, then the dull friction, the sound of the limbs squeezing each other, and finally the sound of the bones crunching and then cracking.

The sound came from the end of the corridor, and from the underground hollow opposite Anzhe.

The soldier twitched, his flashlight fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and the pale beam of light hit the dark rift.

A mycelium protruded through the gap in the iron gate, and more mycelium passed along with them. They gathered together, evoking a key scattered on the ground, and slowly dragged it back into the iron gate. The floor rubbed and made a loud noise. An Zhe saw the soldier's frightened Yu Guang looking at himself, but he couldn't control so much. He knew that the soldier couldn't control so much, because he was dying.

He asked next door: "Which door am I?"

The poet's voice trembled: "17, how are you doing?"

"Okay," An Zhe said. He estimated that his iron gate was on par with the poet's iron gate. The poet's vision was limited and he could not see the scene where he took the key.

The mycelium was withdrawn, he quickly grabbed the keys, found the number 17, and unloaded it.

The chewing speeded up.

The mycelium held the No. 17 key and protruded from the iron gate again. Part of the mycelium was attached to the iron gate to detect the position of the keyhole. Another part of the mycelium inserted the key into it. The mycelium was fragile and the strength was limited. More and more mycelium were gathered together, and the key was finally twisted. With a click, the lock core popped open.

An Zhan grasped the remaining keys tightly and pushed open the door to the next door. He shook his hand a little and turned out the No. 18 key. Then Yu Guang of the flashlight pushed into the keyhole and twisted to the left. The chewing stopped completely at this moment.

"My God ..." A young man broke through the door and stumbled out. An Zhe didn't even have time to see his face and dragged him across the soldier's body. The two ran together to the only safe right corridor, the ground. Still trembling, there were more than two things under the ground.

At this moment, the emergency light in front flashed a few times, completely extinguished, and the front fell into complete darkness.

Anzh heard the poet around him gasping for a few breaths: "Don't look back."

But Anzhe still had a hard time turning his head back.

A bug.

Black, worms as wide as half the corridor.

Its body resembles a snake, but it is divided into distinct segments. At this moment it is swimming out of the huge rift on the ground, holding its head up towards itself and the poet-or it cannot be said that it is a skull. It has no eyes. Without any structure of the skull, the front end of the body has only a round mouthpart, which contains dense teeth.

Behind it, another identical worm is swimming over. Two mouthpieces with dense teeth squeezing against each other, looking at them in unison, the sound of gurgling sounded, they came over here, the speed was not slow at all, and there was only a dozen meters distance between them. I heard the smell of them.

The poet gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

However, the ground flickered again, and An Zhe was slammed into the wall by a huge force, and his left arm felt a sharp pain, as if he had hit a deformed iron gate. He propped himself up with his arm, and the poet pulled him, darkened, and they ran again in the direction of the passageway in their memory. Everything could happen in the dark. Maybe a third worm appeared in front of them in the next second, or they might hit the wall because they couldn't see anything.

-He really hit the wall.

His head slammed into a piece of metal texture, and Anzhan was a pain, and he hit something on the whole person. The next moment, something went around his waist, trying to pick him up and stand upright again.

This wall has hands.

"Are there any living people behind?" Very close, Lu Yan's voice sounded faster than usual.

An Zhe's heart stopped almost and she said, "Nothing."

"Uranium bomb preparation, the maximum equivalent." Lu Yan said, as soon as the voice fell, the dazzling white light lit up from here and rushed into the deep corridor.

Before Anzhe reacted, he was pressed down again by Lu Yan, rolled on the ground, and pressed by this man.

The next moment, the dull explosion sounded, the lightning-like white light was fleeting, and Lu Ying's figure dropped a dazzling shadow on the retina of Anzhe. He closed his eyes, clutching the cuffs of his right arm with his right hand, and took a few short breaths-he was running too fast just now.

The ground was still shaking violently. Only three seconds later, he was pulled up from the ground by Lu Yan, and there were others beside him. The lights lit up here, Lu Yan said, "Go."

An Zhe followed them and climbed up the stairwell. He didn't have much energy left, but the magic thing was that Lu Yi's hand that helped him seemed to have any special skills. Whenever he could not keep up, he could always be pulled Take.

I don't know how long to follow blindly, the cold air outside finally filled his respiratory tract, he almost leaned on Lu Yan, and was breathing.

Lu Yan said lightly: "It's all right."

"Apprentice! Apprentice!" A figure next to him came up, grabbed his arm, and took him from Lu Yan's hand. It was Boss Xiao.

An Zhe was finally better, and his vision was clear. He said, "The poet ..."

"I'm here." A voice sounded from behind him, An turned back, and saw a young, beautiful man leaning his arm against the wall, panting, and finally panting, the man said quietly: "You will hit people."

However, before Anzhe said anything, Lu Yan's voice sounded.

"Director Howard," Lu Yan said, "you are late."

An Zhe looked forward, and saw a row of soldiers standing in front of him, headed by a tall man uniformed by the city defense station, his hair was iron gray, he had a majestic hawk nose, and the emblem on his shoulder was the same as Lu Yan , Also a colonel title, looks like the director of the city defense institute.

Howard's voice was as calm and ruthless as his own: "I was prepared for indiscriminate bombing.

"After all, my prisoner is still inside," Lu said in a cold tone. "Where is the ultrasonic disperser, do you dare to bomb without discrimination?"

"The equipment of the city defense station is troublesome for the trial court," Howard said. "Let's see if the people coming out of the ground are infected."

Lu Yandao: "The work of the Trial Chamber does not bother you."

Howard's gaze turned to Anzhe, who briefly met his eyes, realizing that he was looking at his left arm-injured and bleeding in the underground passage.

Lu Yan clasped his shoulder with his right hand: "I will take surveillance away during the buffer period."

Howard said: "There is work."

Immediately, he turned to the soldiers of the city defense station: "Ready to bomb."

-Then, An Zhe was taken away by Lu Yan, in the eyes of boss Xiao.

Lu Yan's office in the city defense office is in the main building's auxiliary building, a room without any decoration. As soon as An Zhe entered, he locked the door.

An Zhe thought that this might be a precautionary measure, in case he was infected and turned into a monster, he would not run out of the room.

I saw Lu Yan walked to the gray desk, opened the drawer, took out a bunch of white things and threw it to him. Anzhe caught it subconsciously. It was a roll of bandages, and the judge's intention was to let him bandage the wound. He sat down in front of another set of tables and chairs near the window and began to make bandages. I thought that although the judge would convict people at will, he might be a good person.

He injured his left arm with a minor injury, but made a cut on the iron plate. It didn't hurt, but blood leaked out. Anzhe tore off the bandage about half a meter long, and began to use her right hand to entangle her left arm-it could not be tangled.

After all, it was tangled with one hand, but it couldn't be tied. Human fingers were not as flexible as mycelium, not to mention that only one can be used. Moreover, he was not particularly familiar with human limbs. But An Zhe felt that as a human being on the surface, he couldn't even get the bandages embarrassed, so he frowned and continued to tie knots.

He felt a look on him, and Lu Yan was watching him.

-He continued to tie. However, the thought that the judge was watching his every move made the knotting technique worse. After three minutes of hard work, not only did the knot fail, but the hand shook, and the bandage that had been wrapped around the arm also spread out . At the moment of spreading, Anzhe was so angry that mycelium wanted to stick out.

A chuck came from across from him.

In fact, it is not a laugh, just a breath sound, very short, but Anzhe heard it-this sound is ridiculous, mocking.

An Zhe: "..."

The judge, laughing at him.