Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The tunnel was quiet, only the occasional sound of water droplets sounded in the tunnel. But just after looking inward with the probe, his eyes suddenly saw some faint reflections appearing about 20 meters away in front of the tunnel.

In addition, some slight noises could be heard faintly.

咚咚~

The sound was far away from him, as if something was gently hitting the wall. However, in this narrow tunnel, it sounds very clear.

f*ck!

Perceiving this, the pupils of the cold rut shrank instantly. Because he had already heard it, it was the sound of half a cylinder's footsteps, and only its footsteps could be so heavy.

And the reflection he saw in the tunnel was the reflection of the steel-like flesh of the half-cylinder.

It turned out that this ghost didn't return to the tomb, but because it was too far away from him before, it couldn't catch up. At this moment, he noticed his voice, rushing towards this side quickly.

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, Hanzhe only felt a chill rushing from under his feet to the Tianling Gai. The footsteps of the half cylinder are approaching, and it sounds like the speed is getting faster.

Realizing this, how dare you stay where you were, and rushed in the direction of the artillery without saying a word. He walked quickly to the rear of the infantry artillery, and prepared quickly.

At this moment, seeing the nervousness of the cold rut, the audience in the live broadcast room also noticed that something was wrong.

"Live broadcast? What's wrong with you? So scared?"

"Upstairs, you idiot! Can't you hear the footsteps!"

"Fuck! This TM is a half-cylinder coming over!"

"Anchor! Run! You are not its opponent! Wait, what are you doing, the anchor!"

"Anchor? You are really ready to fight half-heartedly!"

Under the gaze of the audience, they saw that the heavy machine gun was taken down quickly, and then the rows of bullets were checked with skill. After confirming that it was correct, Hanzhe directly installed the gun holder on the heavy machine gun, and then placed the entire machine gun on top of the infantry gun.

After finishing all this, he quickly took out a mortar shell from the shell box.

This shell is as long as the forearm, and the thickness is within the range of the big arm. Hanzhe wiped the shells quickly, then opened the filling port of the infantry gun and directly pressed the shells into the barrel.

After finishing all this, Hanzhe was relieved a little. At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was anxiously urged.

"Anchor! Go back a little bit! Half the tank is coming over soon!"

"Housekeeper Yang Wudi: Old man, be careful! It will come out soon!"

He could hear clearly without looking at the barrage, so he hurriedly looked towards the right intersection of the corridor, but unfortunately, the corridor was pitch black and half of the tank hadn't come over, so he couldn't see anything.

However, Hanzhe was very sure that the half tank was wandering in the tunnel, and when it came out, it would appear directly at the T-shaped intersection.

It's there!

Thinking of this, Hanzhe sorted out his thoughts, turned the flashlight into astigmatism, and threw it over. The flashlight fell in the center of the T-shaped intersection, immediately illuminating the surrounding area of ​​four or five meters.

This was done deliberately by the cold rut, so that not only could he see farther, but it would also free his left hand at the same time. Every second must be counted against the blocking cylinder. When it comes out of the intersection, it can be seen clearly for the first time, and then it will kill with one hit.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe almost couldn't suppress the fierce heartbeat with excitement.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, the slightly slowed footsteps suddenly appeared again. And this time, it was significantly faster than before.

You don't need to ask, this is the half-cylinder that heard the sound of the flashlight landing, and the target was spotted and rushed over here.

Realizing this, Hanzhe's hair on his body stood up. But he desperately tried to suppress the panic in his heart, because he knew that the more at this time, the less messed up his hands and feet, otherwise if he missed the best time under the panic, there would be only a dead end.

As a result, the cold rut kept on for a while, and immediately began to calibrate the firing angle of the infantry gun during the last period of time. After the enhancement of the skills, this kind of job is almost done by hand.

Therefore, Hanzhe quickly and skillfully turned the range wheel and aimed the muzzle to the center of the intersection. All that was left was to turn the fuse to launch the shell.

Afterwards, he leaned over on the turret again, clenching the heavy machine gun with both hands.

After finishing all this, Hanzhe forced himself to calm down. At the same time, he whispered: "Brothers, the half-cylinder is definitely coming here now. However, it has no head, so I am actually not sure what it uses to distinguish its position."

"If it doesn't find me, it's best. In this way, I can seize all opportunities. But if it can detect me, then I have only one chance. If you lose, you die!"

While talking, Hanzhe settled down, and then stared at the area illuminated by the flashlight, and at the same time adjusted the position of the machine gun at any time as the footsteps were getting closer. It seemed like this could give him a little confidence.

Boom!

Suddenly, in the next second, the sound of half-cylinder footsteps appeared again. However, what makes Hanzhe a little puzzled is that its footsteps seem to have slowed down.

Moreover, it was only about 20 meters away from the intersection before. Why hasn't it appeared after so long?

Could it be that its speed has slowed down?

However, in this case, the cold rut dare not go over and check again. At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room has almost collapsed.

"Anchor! Why don't you leave here now!"

"Yes, the anchor! Anyway, the half tank is not on the road ahead, so you can just rush into the tomb right now!"

I saw the reminder in the live broadcast room. He had this kind of thought before, but he suppressed it after just thinking about it. Seeing the audience’s incomprehension, he said in a low voice, "Brothers, you don’t understand, but can I still not know the horror here? Although I might avoid the half-cylinder like this, who can say it accurately? , It will not chase me to death."

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