close to death

Looking at her figure, his eyes gradually became blurred, and his thoughts unconsciously drifted to the island of purgatory three years ago.

Purgatory Island, an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean, has a total area of ​​[-] square kilometers. It is impossible to find the location of this island on the world map, but it is the devil training ground for elite troops from various countries, and it is called the gate of hell.

Purgatory Island is small in size, almost covered by tropical rainforest, and there are swamps everywhere on the island, where all kinds of poisonous snakes, poisonous spiders and other deadly aggressive creatures live. However, these are not the scariest, most terrifying What is hidden in the gloom out of the enemy.

Purgatory Island is a place where various countries conduct military competitions. Every year, military elites from all over the world come here on the island, and [-] death row prisoners will be exiled.

On this island, your only goal is to live. In order to live, you have to do anything, even destroy humanity.

Every spring on March [-], there will be a special ferry to welcome the final victor. Only the living can leave the island.

After signing the certificate of life and death, Ling Yun was the No. 30 person sent by the Celestial Dynasty to Lianyuan Island. Before the ferry came to pick them up, none of the soldiers from the Celestial Dynasty left here safely.

Nine deaths and one life is simply ten deaths and no life.

The scene of coming to Purgatory Island for the first time is still clearly imprinted in Ling Yun's mind.

It was very foggy that day and the visibility was extremely low. The Black Hawk helicopter circled down and could not find a landing position at all, so it had to pull up again.

In the cabin, Instructor Cheng patted Ling Yun's shoulder lightly, without the slightest expression on his face, "Boy, do you know where this is?"

Ling Yun nodded, the situation here has been introduced before, and he is very clear in his heart.

"Go down and good luck,"

Good luck, this is no different from sending you to death.

Before Ling Yun could react, the hatch was suddenly pulled open, and then a big-headed combat boot kicked hard on his ass.

Fortunately, there is an endless sea below. If it were Purgatory Island, it would be smashed into a pile of shit right now.

Falling into the sea at a height of [-] meters, Ling Yun reacted quickly, forcibly adjusted his body shape, and successfully entered the water, but he was still dizzy by the rushing water, feeling as if his internal organs were about to explode.

Swimming out of the water, taking a big breath of fresh air, I saw Lianhe Island not far away immersed in thick fog, like a devil's mouth open, looking extremely terrifying.

There is only this small island with a radius of thousands of kilometers, and there are no air routes around it. It is simply impossible to leave here.

Striving to row towards Lianhe Island, Ling Yun was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, only a military dagger, which was his only tool for survival.

Climbing up to the beach, Ling Yun almost collapsed, his joints were aching, and he cursed that Instructor Cheng countless times in his heart. He came this time to shoulder the glorious mission of the country. There is a special task, which is to find a guy called a chicken woman among the death row prisoners.

It was mentioned in the mission that the chicken mother-in-law is the super trump card of the National Security Bureau. She was sent to an important department of the United States as an undercover agent. Because she was reported by a traitor, her identity was discovered. According to information, since the United States does not have the death penalty, and the Chinese government is pressing every step of the way, there is no other way but to make a bad move and exile her and [-] death row prisoners to Purgatory Island, where she has undoubtedly been sentenced to death.

In order not to attract the attention of the outside world, Ling Yun went through layers of selection, and was finally determined to carry out this special task. Whether he succeeds or fails depends entirely on his own strength.

There is no wind, and the air seems to be frozen. I don't know how long it will take for such a big fog to dissipate.

Ling Yun got up from the beach and got into the nearby bushes to recover his strength. The beach has a wide view. I heard that there are many elites from various countries on the island. Adding the [-] death row prisoners, it is not a big deal to be targeted. what a good thing.

Looking at the sky, it was seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the surroundings were very quiet, and only the sound of the waves beating could be heard.

Feeling a little uncomfortable under his body, Ling Yun turned around, his whole body shivered suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there were two bones under his body, no flesh and skin, it seemed that he had been dead for some time.

Judging from the shape of the two white bones, the appearance of death is horrific. One had the spine on the neck twisted off abruptly, and the ribs on the other's chest were full of cracks, none of which was complete. Man smashes with blunt instrument.

Looking around, Ling Yun found a silver medal and a rotten pen. Judging from the medal, his owner came to the Brazilian special forces. As for the pen, it was an authentic French product, and the manufacturer and origin could be vaguely identified on it.

At this moment, there were rustling sounds in the woods, and it was obvious that people had already come, and there were quite a few of them.

"It sounded like a helicopter just now, everyone, go and see if it landed on the beach,"

The voice is hoarse and full of broken American English, which is extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

"Boss, the plane seems to have flown away, maybe there are special forces coming over again?"

Looking out through the bushes in front of him, the person speaking was a dark-skinned guy, at least 1.9 meters tall, with a sturdy build and wearing a prison uniform.

There are four or five guys beside them, with fierce eyes, they are not good birds at first glance.

"If the estimates are correct, there are still [-] prisoners and [-] special forces on the island. Be careful, everyone, and try not to reveal your whereabouts. Let's drag it down now, and wait for those guys to fight to the death. Then we will do it," came out of the crowd. A yellow-haired ghost said while pinching his nostrils.

The reason why this guy is called a yellow-haired ghost is mainly because his hair is disheveled, his beard is very long, his face is covered with dirt and he hasn't washed his face for many days, and the prison uniform on his body is also riddled with holes. He looks like an evil ghost alive.

"Boss, I think the plane has flown far away, let's get out of here..." Before he finished speaking, the short melon-like guy next to him got a wooden stick on the back of his head.

The wooden stick had been sharpened, piercing through his head and protruding from his mouth. The short wax gourd struggled, whimpered in his mouth, fell to the ground, twitched a few times and remained still.

The faces of the people around changed drastically, and they hurriedly dodged around. One of them ran straight to the grass where Ling Yun was.

Ling Yun didn't make a sound, and held the dagger in his hand, only to see that the guy who came was cross-eyed, half of his face was covered with tattoos.

Cross-eyed didn't know there was someone in the grass, so he lowered his head and burrowed into the grass in a panic.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, Ling Yun clasped his mouth with one hand, and the dagger accurately slashed across his neck,