Foundation: I am recruiting crickets from all dimensions to fight

Next second,

The scene suddenly switched.

Not waiting for everyone's reaction.

Da Da Da~

The fire flashed,

The bursting gunshots and shrill wails instantly resounded through the heavens.

The sudden change stunned everyone.

The timid audience was even more worried.

In the end what happened?

Da Da Da~

Another burst of gunfire rang out.

The picture was briefly illuminated by the fire, but was immediately swallowed up by darkness.

It is this fleeting firelight that allows the audience to see clearly what is happening in the picture.

I saw three figures running in panic.

Only one of the three D-class personnel was left, and none of the other two agents except Jinx and Dante survived.

Of the seven people who entered SCP-1983, only three are left after just one encounter...

Seeing this scene,

All kinds of doubts filled the audience's minds.

what happened?

Wasn't it a farmhouse they were entering?

Where is this ghost place where the space is distorted like a kaleidoscope?

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Marvel World.

"I know that everything these evil cult charlatans come up with is normal!"

Looking at the space in the picture that was twisted like a pretzel, Iron Man felt dizzy.

In this environment, let alone opening fire and killing the enemy.

It's good enough to be able to stand firm.

Nick Fury watched the playback recorded by his men through the instrument.

When he jumped frame by frame to the scene where Dante and Jinx were firing, he took a deep breath.

Because in the picture,

There were suddenly a dense mass of black humanoid creatures hanging heavily behind the three people.

no doubt,

These black humanoid creatures are the SCP-1983-2 mentioned earlier.

But no one expected that

There are so many...

"It's just... endless."

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Resident Evil World.

Leon felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the surging demons in the picture.

These things are not slow-moving zombies.

They are demons that can snatch hearts from a distance.

If it were him, let alone killing them all, it would be hard to say whether he could escape.

"What on earth have these guys been through?"

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on the screen.

Several people seemed to have temporarily hidden in a cubicle.

Dante was breathing heavily, the previous pride on his face no longer there.

He does possess demonic powers, and countless demons have died at his hands.

But even he couldn't keep fighting when faced with those endless and fearless black humanoid creatures.

Not to mention that these monsters will only die after being hit by silver bullets blessed by prayers...

It's not that he hasn't tried his own strength.

however,

Even after transforming into a demon, his attacks couldn't completely kill these monsters...

On the other side, Jinx tilted her head, put her hands on her knees, and breathed heavily.

At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to speak.

This short combat experience almost overturned her worldview of more than ten years.

This time,

Her opponents are no longer the high-ranking law enforcers and councilors of Piltover.

No longer any kind of natural creature.

But it is a cursed demon that only exists in legends!

This still makes her feel a little scared.

Thinking back to the two agents and D-class personnel who had not been rescued, she felt a little guilty.

Thinking of this,

She subconsciously looked behind her: "Hey, are you okay?"

Dante replied unhappily, "What do you think?"

Jinx frowned: "I'm asking about that D-rank kid... huh?"

As soon as these words came out, she and Dante both realized that something was wrong.

Dante stood up all of a sudden, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find that guy.

"Damn it!" Dante's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Jinx's eyes also trembled.

Obviously, the boy was lost by them.

And the ordinary D-class personnel got lost here.

There is only one result -

dead!

The audience in the chat group also realized this.

For a time,

The chat group fell silent.

No one would sympathize with a D-class personnel who might be on death row.

But it is hard to avoid feeling sad that he had tried so hard to survive and now died quietly.

however,

This emotion lasted less than three seconds before it disappeared without a trace.

Because the guy who appeared in the light curtain, who else could it be but the only remaining D-class personnel?

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He is running.

He ran as fast as he could, as if there was a hell behind him, as if how long he could live depended on how fast he could run.

This is true.

Not only that, the breathing and footsteps should be as light as possible, breathing should be slowed down, toes should be tapped on the ground, and the protests from lack of oxygen and fatigue in various parts of the body should be suppressed. This can effectively prevent attracting their attention.

At the same time, he had to be careful of various things on the way back to avoid collisions, trips, and slowing down his speed, and the dark environment exacerbated this difficulty.

But this is not the first time this has happened. He can't say that he is very familiar with it, but at least it is much better than at the beginning.

Nothing unexpected happened along the way, and he easily found the room where he was hiding.

He quickly opened the door, went in, and closed it.

The first thing is to hold your breath and listen carefully to the sounds outside.

After confirming that nothing was approaching, he let out a breath.

The whole person slowly collapsed to the ground, feeling like Schrödinger's cat who had once again managed to survive the poison gas box.

Seeing this scene,

Even the audience in the chat group were secretly worried for him.

But more of it was surprise.

"This guy is not dead?"

"Damn, this series of operations went so smoothly, this guy is really a talent!"

"He can survive with his bare hands. He is even more awesome than the operators. Haha~"

"Unfortunately, it's just living a little longer."

No one thinks that ordinary people can survive without an Operator.

As for completing the mission?

Then no one would count on him.

after all,

He's just a D-class, isn't he?

Chapter 27 You are going to die, you unlucky idiot!

In the screen,

After resting for a while, he took out the camera and pointed it at himself.

"Ahem, huh~"

After a light cough and a long breath, he began to record:

"It's been almost five days since we entered this place. Subjectively it feels like a year. Haven't the Foundation sent anyone in yet?"

After saying this, he smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Given their cold-blooded style, it seems a little unrealistic for them to stop this suicidal behavior for the sake of human lives; retreat, give up? I don't think so, right?"

He shook his head to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts. It was suffocating to think about these things in such a narrow space.

So he looked around and continued:

“After we entered that door, we came to this damn place.

This place is like a low-quality space kaleidoscope, constantly spinning and swallowing up outsiders, and every visitor can only despair and feel powerless about it. I was no exception at the beginning.

But fortunately, those two mysterious agents, if not for them, I might have died a long time ago. "