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Neon.

The base of Mt. Fuji.

The suicide squad also realized the fact that the video signal was cut off, but there was nothing they could do about it. Since it was cut off, they just had to move on.

Fortunately, there is no problem with the monitoring equipment and it is still recording...
That's basically enough... provided someone can get out alive.

to this end.

The captain of the suicide squad made adjustments as he walked, stretching the team. This way, if something happened to the people in front, the people behind might still have a chance to retreat so that they could bring up the surveillance video.

If you come here and end up not being able to bring anything with you, then it would basically be a wasted trip and a wasted sacrifice.

Not long after.

The line lengthened.

The suicide squad walked along the bank of the lava river, enduring the extreme heat, drinking the water pre-placed in their protective suits, and moving forward with firm steps.

This river bank obviously extends downwards.

No one knows where it will extend to.

The suicide squad walked for about half an hour, and the captain at the front of the team suddenly stopped, raised his hand and signaled the team to stop.

At this moment, there are two facts facing the suicide squad.

First, there is obviously more magma ahead, and the temperature is rising sharply, which means that going forward is probably a dead end.

Second, there was a rather narrow crack on the rock wall on the right. The crack was large enough for one person to pass through, and more importantly, there seemed to be wind coming out of it...

If there is wind, it means there is space behind the crack!

The captain of the suicide squad thought for a moment, made a decision, waved his hand, and signaled the team to move towards the crack.

Within a few minutes, one after another, everyone entered the crack and moved forward with great difficulty.

As they walked, the suicide squad realized that the temperature was clearly dropping.

Naturally, the Death Squad felt better and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

no way.

If they can survive, the suicide squad doesn't want to die, and the lower temperature means their chances of survival increase.

The crack is very long.

The suicide squad moved slowly down step by step, cautiously.

However, there is no road here at all... No matter how careful you are, what is coming will still come.

Just then, a team member walking in the front slipped and lost his balance, and rolled down screaming, "Ah!!!"

The scream echoed for a long time, and then stopped abruptly. It was probably because the unlucky guy bumped into something.

The remaining suicide squad all stopped, looked at the ground carefully, and then, without shouting or rushing, they continued to move forward more cautiously.

There is no other reason.

Since they have come here, then, from a certain perspective, their lives are out of the question... Injury or even death is expected and not surprising.

In a blink of an eye, about a quarter of an hour had passed.

They arrived at a fork in the road. The unlucky guy who had fallen down earlier hit the rock wall and lay there motionless.

The captain waved his hand, signaling his men to go up and check.

Soon, the results came out.

The unlucky guy was really unlucky. He hit his head and died.

Just let him die. In this line of work, death is very normal.

Everyone mourned for a few seconds, then calmed down, chose a direction, and moved forward again...

After walking for several hours, we came to a fork in the road.

This area at the bottom of Mount Fuji seems to have countless cracks, densely packed and crisscrossing, like a giant spider web.

The death squad had made a mark, so what else could they do? Of course they just kept going.

They walked and walked, rested when they were tired, stopped to eat when they were hungry, and slept on the spot when they were sleepy. After tossing and turning deep underground for so long, the death squad had basically no concept of time.

Stop again.

The captain looked at the instruments again and said, "Check the rations again."

It didn't take long before the examination results came out.

They didn't have much dry food left. If they continued walking like this, even if they didn't encounter any danger, they would not be able to go back.

Although groundwater occasionally seeps out of the rock walls here, they can survive for a few days by drinking the water...but the risk is too great.

"Captain, are we still leaving?" A team member who still had a lot of concerns on the surface world couldn't help but ask.

The captain held a cigarette in his mouth, weighed the pros and cons, and made a decision with gritted teeth, "We will go for another day. No matter what the result is, we will return!"

When the team members heard this, they were neither happy nor unhappy.

Just one day, that's all.

After resting for about half an hour and replenishing their strength, the suicide squad set out again.

A day passed in a flash.

The suicide squad just walked out of a crack, and what was ahead was no longer a crack or a fork in the road, but a cliff.

A fierce underground wind, carrying a heat wave, was rushing towards the suicide squad.

The suicide squad stopped and moved the flashlights in their hands wildly, shining them here and there.

I saw.

There was a huge canyon in front of everyone. The canyon was so big that the flashlight could not even reach the opposite side, the top, or the bottom.

"Jesus, what is this place?"

"Another volcano?"

"..."

The members of the suicide squad were truly exhausted. They were shocked for a few seconds and then started chattering.

The captain was still calm. After a short silence, he took out his signal gun and fired two flares at the bottom of the canyon.

Two flares shot down, emitting a dazzling, cold white light, rapidly illuminating the area below.

This canyon is so deep that you can't see the bottom.

So much so that, until the two flares were about to go out, the suicide squad could barely see the scene below.

Ah!
I see!
In an instant, all the members of the Death Squad were stunned and could not believe their eyes.

I saw that there was red, roiling magma below... This was not the most important thing. The point was that in the magma, there was a huge egg that seemed to be completely black!!!
This death squad had worked in the underground world for a long time before and was very familiar with the giant white egg in the underground world!

now.

Suddenly, I found another giant black egg here...

This Nima! ! !
What's happening here?
One second, two seconds…one minute, two minutes.

It took a long while for the suicide squad to come back to their senses.

Then, the captain said decisively, "Retreat, we must return alive and let the elder know the situation here."

At the command, no one hesitated and they all turned around and walked back.

About a week later.

The suicide squad miraculously climbed out of Mount Fuji.

Snowway Milden, who had been waiting for so many days at the foot of Mount Fuji and had already given up any hope and prepared another team, was extremely excited when he received the news.

About three hours later.

The death squad, which had gone through a lot of hardships and almost died once, stood in front of Snowway Milden.

The captain didn't waste any time and immediately reported the news, "Great Elder, there is another egg down there! A black egg!"

Snowway Milden: "!!!!" (End of this chapter)