Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

After seeing the hole in the wall, the pupils of the cold rut shrank instantly. He clearly remembered that half of the cylinder was trapped in the closed air door by his own hands.

Although the air-closed door has not been knocked open, but there is a human-high hole on the wall, there is only one possibility.

The wall was knocked down by it! Half of the line, ran out.

In an instant, Hanzhe felt that the blood in his whole body was cold. The half tank escaped from the tomb, which means that as long as he continues to move forward, he will definitely encounter it.

At that time, it will be a dead end. What's more, he only had a crooked handle light machine gun in his hand, half of the cylinder body was like steel, and even the Crow Nine Sword could not be cut. The light machine gun bullets didn't work at all.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat of the cold rut instantly soaked the back of his clothes. He forcibly calmed his mind, and then cautiously leaned against the wall, while swallowing his saliva and said: "Brothers, now I have returned to the T-junction. As long as you continue along the passage, I will soon be able to enter the road. The road to the mausoleum."

"However, I can't get through now. Look at it, the wall on the air-locked door was knocked down."

While talking, Hanzhe controlled the live broadcast and aimed at the skeleton on the wall. In the next moment, the audience in the live broadcast room clearly saw that the wall on the left side of the air-locking door was knocked down, and the hole in the height of the person was clearly visible.

"Fuck! This TM is a half tank coming out!"

"Anchor, run quickly! Get out of here!"

"Shut up upstairs, where else can the anchor go! This TM is like being blocked in the base!"

"That's right, even if you go back now, it's a dead end! It's better to just rush over and fight it!"

"It's over, it's death to go back, and it's death to go out. Master Hu is dead! Anchor, or go back to the arsenal!"

All of a sudden, the audience in the live broadcast room realized what had happened. The terrifying brute force of the half tank still echoed before their eyes, and everyone should have thought that the half tank could even break the city wall, not to mention the brick walls in the base.

At this moment, Hanzhe also realized this. Knowing this long ago, he shouldn't have pinned all his hopes on closed doors.

At the same time, seeing the audience in the live broadcast room suggesting that he return to the arsenal, he rejected this approach in his heart. So he said solemnly: "Thank you for your kindness, but now I will be trapped in the base even if I return to the arsenal. Moreover, if I follow the road on the right and return to the mausoleum, the time will come. I still can't find the way to the mausoleum."

"In this case, I might as well try to pass from here and continue to move forward. Perhaps, half of the tank is returned to the tomb of the guard, I will not encounter it and I am not sure."

After finishing speaking, Hanzhe suppressed the anxiety in his heart, then held the flashlight and lifted his foot forward.

For a while, the corridor was quiet, only the violent heartbeat was undulating. As he walked forward, Hanzhe held the machine gun tightly in his hand, and at the same time leaned the muzzle forward as far as possible.

But just as he had just walked two or three steps forward, the audience in the live broadcast room raised an alarm frantically.

"Anchor! Go back now! Don't watch, go back!"

"Fuck! Half of the tank is there! The anchor hastened to turn around and leave!"

Due to the night vision function in the live broadcast room, the audience in the live broadcast room can clearly see all the directions that are invisible to the cold. Therefore, no matter what is abnormal in the darkness in front, the audience can remind him the first time.

When Hanzhe noticed the abnormality in the live broadcast room, the hairs on his whole body were erected in an instant. Because through the live broadcast in the retina, the cold rut also vaguely saw a shadow swaying in the darkness tens of meters in front of him.

f*ck...half of the cylinder is hovering there!

After realizing this, the cold plan to go forward disappeared in an instant. He almost relied on the will to survive, and he turned slowly, preparing to turn his head back.

But in the next second, Hanzhe heard the footsteps of half of the cylinder again.

Boom!

The voice suddenly became heavy and rushing. You don't need to think about it. This is the half-cylinder that noticed the abnormality and came in his direction.

"Housekeeper Yang Wudi: Lao Han, go! It's running!"

You don't need to look at the audience's reminder to find out, because he has heard the footsteps getting faster and faster. After realizing this, how can I dare to linger on the spot.

Ignoring the danger of being completely discovered by the half-cylinder, Hanzhe immediately turned around and rushed out on the way back without saying a word.

And because he was running too fast at the moment, coupled with the crisis behind him, he didn't have time to change direction, and he didn't even have time to return to the tomb from the T-shaped intersection.

A gust of wind rushed past the T-shaped intersection, and the cold rut could only rush forward along the straight passage in front of him. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he ran, the sound of half-cylinder footsteps still chased him behind him.

It seems that no matter how fast the rut runs, you can't get rid of it.

"F*ck! This TM sincerely wants me to die!"

After realizing this, Hanzhe knew that half of the tank had already been staring at him. But now he has no time to think about countermeasures, so he can only rush forward along the tunnel.

Even, in order to reduce the load, the cold rut even threw away the machine gun in his hand.

Fortunately, he has walked this road twice, and there is no agency on the road to worry about. But even if this continues, when he rushes back to the arsenal, there is only one way to go.

"Anchor! It's the end! There is no way ahead!"

"It's over! The anchor hastened to slow down! The front is the arsenal!"

As the saying goes, the sky does not fulfill the wishes. When Hanzhe was extremely anxious, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly saw that at the end of the tunnel more than 20 meters away in front of him, it was already the gate of the previous arsenal.

Hanzhe quickly looked up, only to see that he was running wildly and had returned to the arsenal.

"It's over!"

Suddenly, Hanzhe snorted in his heart. When we arrived at the arsenal, there was no way to go. In other words, he could only hide inside and was chased to death by the half tank.

But even in this case, there is no choice but to continue rushing forward with sullen head. So, waiting for him to come to the door of the arsenal in the blink of an eye, he rushed in with one step.

Afterwards, without a word, he turned to the door and pushed the door with all his strength.

Quack!

With a slight vibration, the heavy iron door of the arsenal closed again.

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