Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 445: Tongue Hunter!

Boom!

The violent explosion flames enveloped the big guy with tenacious vitality.

He was thrown out again and fell heavily to the ground, naked, with not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. He lay there motionless, looking as if he was completely dead.

"Huh, damn, it's really tenacious..."

For now, it is the first monster that can withstand the frontal bombardment of three individual anti-tank missiles and has not completely died. It is no exaggeration to say that it has tenacious vitality. It is hard to imagine that this is something a carbon-based creature can do.

"Call for support. We've just passed one floor and there are casualties. The monster in this laboratory is simply unimaginable!"

The squadron leader said with a helpless look on his face, and at the same time, he felt heavy in his heart. The 119th floor was just the beginning, and if he went deeper inside, he didn't know what he would encounter. In short, he had just approached and encountered such a monster that could withstand direct bombardment by rockets. With the current state of their team, it was too risky to continue the mission, and there was no need for it at all. It was not like they were short of employees. The last thing RFG Group lacked was employees, and when they were in doubt, they could just call for support.

They have gone through this process many times from yesterday to now, and can be said to be very familiar with it.

But no matter how familiar they are with the route, it still takes time. However, the monsters on this floor obviously don't intend to give them such a pitiful amount of time.

An employee just took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow passing by. He was so frightened that his scalp suddenly exploded and his hair stood on end. He stared at the direction where the dark shadow had just flashed and said alertly: "Be careful, there is something going on!"

The team members became alert instantly. As teammates, they would never doubt their teammates' words. This is the iron rule of a team.

As for some movies and other works, there will always be a scene where someone in a team is on alert and others think it is a joke or a prank and turn around to make fun of this person. This kind of thing may actually happen only because of the plot of the movie. It is basically impossible to happen in reality. It is not absolute. After all, species are diverse, and no one can guarantee that there are no such weirdos. Of course, as for how such a weirdo became an elite soldier, only God knows.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of air being pierced reached everyone's ears.

"Ah, Falk!"

What followed was a scream of shock and anger, and an employee was seen being pierced through the chest by something that looked like a tongue flying from a distance!

As the tongue rolled and retracted, it rolled the employee away.

"Fake Squid!"

Da da da…………

Whoosh!
The other employees looked in the direction where the tongue came from in shock and anger, and saw a creature about two and a half meters long, slightly smaller than the big guy, with muscles exposed to the air. It was lying on the ground, and its long tongue was extending from its ugly mouthparts, wrapping around the employee and then pulling back.

Seeing the employees firing at it, it did not endure it like the big guy just now. Instead, it kicked and bounced with its limbs and dodged quickly. Its reaction was very quick, and its IQ seemed to be much higher than that of the big guy.

Boom!

The sound of individual missiles exploding was heard, but a missile that failed to hit the target was of no use.

"hiss!"

The monster grasped the ceiling with its limbs, and its tongue temporarily gave up its prey and retracted into its mouthparts, letting out a terrifying howl at everyone.

But the employee was already breathing out more than breathing in when he fell to the ground, with a large hole in his abdomen that went from front to back. It was obvious that he couldn't be alive.

Da da da……

The other employees locked onto its position and pulled the trigger. Blood splattered on the monster, and it immediately fell from the ceiling. However, this did not seem to cause much damage to it. It flipped over in the air and landed on all fours. Then the guy flicked his tongue and shot out at a high speed.

Whoosh!
"Fake Squid!"

The employee who had just launched the individual anti-tank missile saw the tongue with spikes on the front flying towards him at a high speed. He cursed angrily, turned his body hard, and avoided the fatal blow with the posture of a dog chewing shit.

Da da da……

The gunfire never stopped, but the monster was also very smart. Seeing that it could not do anything to them, it fled after leaving a pool of blood at the scene. If they wanted to find the guy again, they had to go deeper, but no one knew what kind of danger was hidden inside, and they had casualties, so how could they dare to track him rashly?
"Damn, this monster is cunning!"

The squadron leader half-squinted his eyes. This was the first monster they had found that showed a little intelligence. This monster knew how to sneak attack, how to avoid, and knew to retreat if it couldn't defeat them, instead of fighting them to the death.

"It can sneak attack, dodge, and run away. This monster... is like a seasoned hunter!"

An employee said thoughtfully, "Man, you forgot to mention one more thing. This guy still holds a grudge!"

The employee who launched the individual anti-tank missile couldn't help but take over the conversation. As the first person to be sought after by the monster, he felt it particularly deeply. The monster's attack on him was definitely not a coincidence; it was aimed at him!
As they were talking, everyone had already retreated to the elevator, and as the elevator door opened, they all got in. Going up and going down were two different things, when coming down from above they had to leave enough space for reaction and counterattack, but going back from below was different, they had already cleared all the space above, so they didn't have to worry about opening the door to meet the enemy, so they could all go in directly.

Ding!
The elevator stopped at the 110th floor. This floor was originally supposed to be an entertainment area of ​​the laboratory, but Sean set it up as a temporary base for the underground laboratory cleaning team. After all, it would be too troublesome to go to the top every time, and the more time they had to waste, the more it would be worth it, which was completely not worth it.

The employees came out of the elevator and entered the disinfection passage, then underwent an injury assessment to ensure that they had no wounds before changing their clothes. This was done to ensure to the greatest extent possible that no one would carry the virus out and to eliminate all potential threats. Although it might not be possible to do it 100%, this is all they can do, and the rest is up to fate.

According to the procedure, after the task was handed over, another squadron on standby quickly set off. After receiving their weapons and equipment, they all stepped onto the elevator to the 119th floor. At the same time, the basic information of two more monsters was added to the RFG database. These things may be able to provide some help in future research. Of course, now it is mainly to enable employees to better deal with those monsters and clean up the entire laboratory.

The new squadron stopped at the 118th floor and then split into two teams. One team went down to the 119th floor first and then the other team followed. Not only was the danger of the 119th floor not clear, but it was also determined that its danger was the greatest they had encountered so far. Of course, they would be extremely vigilant.

Ding!
The elevator door slowly opened, and the first squad, as the vanguards, quickly walked out of the elevator with guns at point of view to stand guard. The space inside the elevator was relatively small, and once they encountered the enemy, they would be in greater danger because the narrow elevator door would limit their movements. If they were ordinary zombies, it would be okay, but once they encountered a one-armed giant or a tongue-snapping hunter, they would be passive.

The one-armed giant was the nickname they gave to the big guy the previous team encountered, and the tongue-snapping hunter was naturally the thing the previous team encountered before their final evacuation.

Fortunately, the area around the elevator is relatively safe. After being cleared by the previous team, no monsters have been replenished, which is a good thing for them.

If there are some monsters here, they don't need to be very strong, just a few ordinary zombies will be enough to give them a headache.

They are called ordinary zombies, but they are much stronger than ordinary humans in terms of speed, strength, endurance, explosiveness and so on. It is naturally impossible for them to deal with them silently, but once they open fire, the trouble will inevitably escalate and attract monsters that are more difficult to deal with, such as the tongue-snapping hunter.

Things that stick out their tongues aren't necessarily cute, they can also be scary!
"Hey guys, we're already here, don't keep us waiting."

The team leader held the microphone and urged with a hint of sarcasm.

"Wait for us, He Jin. You can't complete the mission without us."

The captain of the second team above, who was also the squadron leader, heard the voice coming from the headset and immediately pressed the headset and replied unyieldingly. Then he waved his hand, pressed the elevator button and said, "Gentlemen, He Jin and the others want to act alone. Oh, this won't work. Without our help and cooperation, these idiots can't do anything. Let's go and meet up with those idiots!"

Below, He Jin tapped his earphone with a helpless look on his face to show his dissatisfaction. This is the way their squadron gets along with each other. In this respect, their squadron is different from most squadrons. Other squadrons basically get along casually in private, but are mostly serious during missions. There is no sense of relaxation. Their squadron, on the other hand, has fully implemented this sense of relaxation from beginning to end. You scold me and I tease you, and as long as it does not involve issues such as racial discrimination, you can say anything else. This is their unique "corporate culture".

Of course, their relaxation has a limit. They will not make a big fuss, especially when they are on a mission. They may marvel, sigh, and tease, but they will never shout.

Ding!
The elevator door opened and the squadron leader walked out of the elevator first. He walked straight to the leader of the first team, He Jin, and said jokingly, "Hey, He Jin, you idiot, did you just want to leave us and act alone? Man, this is not a wise idea."

He Jin said angrily, "Fuck you, don't think I won't beat you just because you're the squadron leader, damn Ayuko!"

"Well, don't be angry man, come on, let's complete the task first and clean up those annoying monsters!"

Ayuko shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent look on his face. He didn't care at all about the other party's words about beating him up. He had the attitude of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"Well, for the sake of that ugly Franklin, I won't beat you up today."

He Jin's face returned to seriousness, as if the person who looked angry just now was not him at all. He must be a master of changing his face.

"NoNoNo, man, Franklin is not ugly, he is the most beautiful man in the world. Even international supermodels pale in comparison to him!"

Ayuko held the gun in his hand while speaking. Although everyone was joking, their vigilance was very high. Once there was any unusual movement, they would be able to respond immediately. Even if the hunter who could stick out his tongue came, they were ready to deal with that thing.

Dadada, dadada, da, dadada…

As the team went deeper into the cave, the atmosphere became more and more solemn. There were not many zombies on this floor, and they did not always appear in groups like on the floors above. The zombies on the 119th floor basically appeared individually and sparsely. It was naturally easy and simple for them to clean up, but the more so, the more vigilant they became.

On other floors, their team would basically only encounter one or one type of non-zombie monster, but on this floor, the previous team had already encountered two types, and there were abnormally few zombies. This had to make people wonder, in addition to the two monsters encountered by the previous team, whether there was a third or even a fourth type of monster on this floor?

They couldn't be sure of this. But as far as we can see, there must have been a lot of human experiments done on this floor, because this floor has a separate area that is not available on other floors, the human experiment area. Compared with the areas or equipment used for human experiments on other floors, this area is obviously more professional and thorough in this regard.

The cells with walls made of high-strength and high-thickness bulletproof glass are obviously used to detain experimental subjects, and the minced meat and corpses on the floor of some cells can better prove this point. Obviously, these cells are used to observe the reactions and changes of the experimental subjects after being injected with certain viruses or drugs, whether they can survive, etc.

If such a laboratory were placed in the outside world, it would definitely be condemned, but here, it is obvious that what is believed here is the law of the jungle. Those guys who serve as experimental materials can only gamble with their lives. If they lose the gamble, it's a life, gone is gone, but as long as they win the gamble, that's it. At least they can't turn things around in the hands of the Nazis even if they win the gamble. As experimental materials in the laboratory, they are actually consumables. Regardless of whether they are successful or not, what people need is to collect data. After the collection is completed, the materials of the successful experiment will be destroyed or incorporated into the Crusaders, becoming a sharp knife in the hands of the Nazis. As for whether there are any successful cases at present, it is not clear for the time being.

(End of this chapter)