Chapter 250

In this case, Ji Qinglai not only had no fear, but directly smiled and said to himself.

"So it is."

After talking to himself, Ji Qinglai pulled out his mk23 pistol without hesitation, and then pulled the trigger on his head.

A moment later, Ji Qinglai opened his eyes again, and then found that he was still at the entrance of the underground air raid shelter, and the soldiers around him appeared around again, as if nothing had happened.

After realizing that he had separated from the strange scene just now, Ji Qinglai breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax, a fuzzy looking man came to him silently. It was clear that the light here was illuminated by strong lights, but Ji Qinglai could not see the man's face clearly.

"Who are you! Stand back!"

Ji Qinglai immediately drew out his sub weapon, aimed at the man, and then shouted.

However, no matter how Ji Qinglai scolded, the man seemed not to hear and continued to slowly approach Ji Qinglai. Ji Qinglai did not hesitate. He directly pulled the trigger and shot at the strange man.

However, the bullet fired by Ji Qinglai, like encountering the air, directly passed through the man with unknown face and did not cause him any harm.

When Ji Qinglai found this situation, he finally reacted. He seemed to be trapped in this strange space. After Ji Qinglai figured it out, Ji Qinglai, who was originally at the entrance of the underground cavity, once again found that he had returned to the dark space.

And different from the first time I came here, other things obviously appeared in the dark space. A blood red wooden door appeared not far from Ji Qinglai out of thin air, and still exuded a disgusting smell of blood.

Ji Qinglai, who found the blood red gate, did not act rashly or commit suicide. Instead, he stood straight and began to think. During this period, he kept staring at the blood red gate not far away to avoid any accidents.

"It seems that this is not an ordinary illusion or a dream. Can only go where?"

Ji Qinglai stared at the blood red gate not far away. When he was about to open his steps, he suddenly stopped and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, you think I would say that! Silly ※!"

Ji Qinglai suddenly took out a high explosive grenade, quickly opened the insurance, and then threw it out at the blood red gate not far away. Under Ji Qinglai's gaze, the blood red gate was directly blown to pieces by the high explosive grenade. At the same time, an extremely sharp scream sounded.

And with the scream, the dark space around Ji Qinglai suddenly dispersed and recovered its original appearance. Other soldiers appeared around him again, and this time the soldiers around him were shouting at him.

"Company commander! Company commander! How are you? Are you better?"

Not long after entering the underground air raid shelter, Ji Qinglai suddenly fell to the ground and fainted under the eyes of the soldiers. Until just now, Ji Qinglai didn't wake up at all. Moreover, on the way to the coma, the soldiers found that Ji Qinglai had been talking about dreams.

With the support of the soldiers, Ji Qinglai sat up hard, then opened his closed helmet and breathed fresh air.

"What happened to me just now?"

"Report to the company commander, as soon as you entered the underground air raid shelter, you suddenly looked up at the ceiling, and then suddenly fainted. You talked in your sleep, but we didn't hear it clearly. Until just now, you suddenly shouted" stupid # "and woke up."

Listening to the soldiers' report, Ji Qing came here to understand what happened.

In fact, Ji Qinglai also guessed the culprit that made him unconscious this time. When he was in the gathering place of Xinguang, the head specially gave them a kind of other mutant zombie. Like the heart of blood disease, this mutant zombie has no fatal point, but it is different from the blood disease zombie that uses the red fog to make people hallucinate, The ability of this mutant zombie is to hallucinate a person directly by looking into the eyes of others.

If the mutant zombie gazes at his eyes closely, the person watching will fall asleep on the spot, and slowly control his body to commit suicide on the way to sleep due to hallucinations, such as holding his breath unconsciously or twisting his neck to kill himself.

Although it seems that the mutant zombie is very strong, it is an illusion, because the body of the mutant zombie is so weak that even a child can easily kill him with a wooden stick.

In the dreamland, Ji Qinglai's action of using a high explosive grenade to blow up the blood red gate also scared the mutant zombie to death in reality. You're right, you're scared to death.

If Ji Qinglai looked up and looked at the ceiling, he would find that a mutated zombie like a ten-year-old child was falling in a recess in the ceiling, and the seven orifices kept dark red blood.

"Help me up, we continue to finish the rescue mission"

"But your body..."

"Don't worry about me. The women who are caught now need help more than I do."

"Yes!"

Because of Ji Qinglai's persistence, the rescue forces began to move underground. Unlike Ji Qinglai's dream, the actual rescue operation process was very smooth.

When the crowd came to the last gate, there were already the little brothers of those thugs guarding the entrance of the gate. Two thugs dressed in danger were playing mobile games with mobile phones. They seemed to be very involved. Even the soldiers walked in front of them with guns, they didn't respond, but stared at the mobile phone screen intently.

"Noisy! It's SR again. Two thousand stones don't even give me an SSR. This game takes jujube pills!"

"You're pretty good. I don't even have an SR! Give me some garbage R and you'll raise the price when you go out to buy vegetables!"

Looking at the two angry thugs in front of him, some soldiers couldn't help laughing directly, and this move directly attracted the attention of the angry thug. The thug didn't look at it and began to scold directly.

Such as "your master will point out next time when he goes out, and your father fights against the landlord 3456 without 7" and so on, even the recently extinct zu'an quotations blurted out, completely unaware of the pale face of his companions, and still spitting out fragrance.

It was not until a dark barrel of a gun touched his forehead that he finally realized something was wrong.