Abyss Express

Foreword:

[The past is forgotten like smoke, the heart is selfless and the world is wide]

[——Tao Zhu]

[Part① How to live with bedbugs]

Cliff Guderian, a despicable war criminal.

He was the feared stormtrooper in the last century who carried an ax, bathed in soap made from human oil, shot old, young, women and children, and drove prisoners of war into gas chambers for human experiments.

This man-eating jackal did not die on the battlefield, did not die of old age, and escaped the sanction of the law. He went to Shambhala with the scientific expedition team to find the secret weapon of aliens, trying to reverse the decline of World War II, and try to restore the world. Vibrate the glory of the Third Reich.

Instead of finding any alien technology, he found a paradise in the underground world.

It covers an area of ​​13 million square kilometers, with a height difference of 120,000 meters. Cliff has never seen such a huge underground cavity in his life.

There is the sun here, and there are a large number of human beings living here. They have almost no contact with the surface people, no electronic equipment, no means of communication, as if everything went back a thousand years ago.

The sun revolves around the cavity, which is a false rising in the east and setting in the west, which is the real round sky.

This is the first salary king that Cliff met, and later he had the second and the third.

He was of the same age as Great William, and every time he talked with this simple and reliable giant, Cliff would always cheer up, and he would have an illusion——

— Mistakenly thought they were golden partners.

Homo sapiens can live to be over seventy years old, which is already ancient and full of wisdom.

Giants live for hundreds of years without aging. William, who is over a hundred years old, is only fourteen or fifteen years old. His brain is not fully developed, and his logical thinking is not smooth.

Cliff always thought that with William's strength and his life experience, the salary kings would be able to ascend to the sky smoothly and become the sun.

But the staff officer was wrong about two things.

Contrary to the common sense told in most of the stories, in fact, the reason why Cliff can live so long because of his many evil deeds is not that he is superior in wisdom or means.

Just because God has no eyes, God's dog eyes have long been blind.

Xueming said that God will not come to kill bad things. If God can do things according to people's wishes, the four pests headed by cockroaches should be the first to be exterminated.

Cliff, the cockroach, was only lucky enough, he was brave and lucky, he made a deal with the King of Salary to ask for runes, and performed a ceremony of adding fire to the King of Salary, this scourge was qualified to live for a thousand years.

Doesn't sound fair at all-

——Except for that handsome face, even the soldiers of the Stairway to Heaven couldn't find any advantage in the staff officer.

grace? humble? Personable?

When discussing the business of human flesh, the staff will immediately tear their skins open and yell at others.

learned? talent? resourceful?

When fighting against the enemy, the staff officer is usually the one who gives the most urgent orders and runs the fastest.

Most of his courage is reflected in the expression of his will to survive. Cliff doesn't care about the verbal abuse and ridicule of his partners, and the name "deserter".

When facing a strong enemy, Ah Xing will not run away, because it is an exciting challenge. If Ah Xing is to bear the humiliation and become a deserter, he will lose all his courage and it will be difficult to cheer up. This will become his Devil.

This kind of demon is like a joke to Cliff. He has no sense of honor, no love and friendship, and no deep-rooted hatred. This state is very similar to that of a scavenger. Weathered sand-washed stone has lost all luster and edges.

When his torn flesh was reshaped from the statue and turned back into a complete human form.

He saw a giant walking towards him unsteadily——

——That is the elite of the Birch Army, the super soldier he created using Peter Sergey's scientific research results.

These fighters are the best candidates to deal with the siege and hunted green gold guards. They are loyal and obedient, but their brains are not working well, and they treat Cliff as their parents.

"Advisor! Adviser" the howling of the giant was trembling, and it played unsteadily in the fog.

Cliff cursed loudly: "Fight! Keep fighting!"

Where is the enemy?

have no idea.

What to fight?

Not sure.

But Cliff still performed such ceremonies—

——As if shouting this way, the soldiers can regain their morale and find the enemy naturally.

"I can't see! I can't see." The giant baby rushed out of the thick fog and cried in front of Cliff, "I can't see anything. I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! Staff! Can I eat? I Eating a few people might get better."

Cliff raised his head, and saw the elite birch soldier waving his hands wildly, following his instinctive drive, trying to grab something in the darkness, but his eyes were like rusted lock cylinders, unable to move anymore.

The frightening thing is--

——There is a steel ruler stuck in the head of this giant, as if the enemy deliberately destroyed his optic nerve block, but he did not die, and asked him to wander around in the smoke and dust, screaming and calling for friends Spread fear.

"Staff. Hungry. Hungry"

After saying this, the giant's knees gave way, and finally he knelt down in front of Cliff, and fell headfirst by the stone platform of the monument. His head hit the edge of the stone building, and he died completely.

Cliff finally woke up from his astonishment, a bone-deep chill made him break out in cold sweat—what a cruel and cruel opponent.

Even the soldiers of the Stairway to Heaven couldn't think of such a cruel method when dealing with the enemy.

Looking at the road along the way the giant came, many soldiers who came to support and support fell all over the place in disorder, all of them were killed with one blow.

They pretended that this elite soldier needed help, and wanted to hide next to the giant's reliable body to gather a team to fight together, but they didn't expect that this killer was actually hiding beside the giant.

The dust after the big bath explosion and the smog caused by the machine gun fire could never have lasted so long—the dioxins in the air made Cliff’s nose ineffective. Smoke bombs were dropped.

They're surrounded—

——To be exact, there were more than one hundred and twenty soldiers, six giant warriors, surrounded by a few people.

The messengers in the Stairway to Heaven have thermal imaging cameras, but they cannot report the enemy's situation through the radio. As long as they shout out, the explosion of bullets in the fog is like death calling the shots.

"Closer to me! Come to me! Gather at the blast wall!"

Not far away, the leader of the Frogman Sentinel Squad shouted. Cliff remembered that it was an experienced and tenacious veteran. He wanted to restore morale and bring people together.

There were no gunshots, and that was the best thing.

It seems that the enemy also knows that it is meaningless to shoot at the explosion-proof wall. As long as there is a defensive fulcrum, the boys in the fog will be able to find these nasty bugs, right?

Cliff thought so, his heart was hanging high, and he was about to go to the fortifications.

He didn't take two steps when he heard a sharp and piercing whistle above his head.

This voice is very familiar, yet very strange——

——That was the sound made when the inertial fuze of the mortar was burning in the air, and the fixed wind blades rubbed against the air.

When he saw this thing clearly, Cliff's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

It fell into the military depot in a parabola, and the shock wave generated by the explosion swept away the smoke in the military depot, creating a vacuum area—after a full three seconds, a stack of fresh intestines fell from the sky and hung on Cliff. face.

He brushed away the filth from his face, the military uniform was already stained with urine, and his legs were so frightened that they went limp.

When the demons heard the frogman's voice, they didn't shoot. They waited for the team to assemble before dropping the bombs.

There is no doubt that this is a massacre--

——For more than ten years of fighting wits and courage with the Qingjin Guardian, Cliff has never seen such a vicious and cunning killing god.

His soldiers are like fresh lambs sent to the slaughterhouse.

The firearm in his hand is like a toy, with scattered and complete sleeves and charging handles everywhere. It seemed that at the moment of fighting against the enemy, he was disarmed and silenced, and the center of the neck bone was cut and he fell limp on the ground.

"Fucking" Cliff walked and watched, feeling like he was in hell. When he squatted down to check these parts, the steel pistol sleeve was as clean as new. During the whole process of taking the gun and dismantling it, even the scratches could not be seen .

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." He saw several soldiers with tenacious vitality paralyzed on the ground. There was a wound on the neck bone and throat, which was as smooth as the wound of killing a chicken and bleeding.

They didn't die immediately. After their bodies were disconnected from their brains, their limbs began to flow uncontrollably with feces and urine. Their eyes had already turned black due to excessive blood loss, their pupils were dilated, and they breathed heavily, but the air could not be sent into the broken trachea.

As if they sensed that someone was coming, these soldiers who were about to die became excited and wanted to move a few times, the muscles in their necks tensed, and immediately a gurgle of blood spurted out from their throats, like the flashback before death.

That kind of sound is like wind, very pleasant to hear.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Cliff was terrified, and he ran wildly in the fog, trying to escape from this hell.

"Ao Ruan Ming De! What kind of evil star did you send to this ghost place?!"

He couldn't understand—

——RSH is a dead place that no one cares about.

In addition to Salary King, occasionally scholars interested in undead runes will hire bodyguards to explore here, and the Abyss Railway should have given up here long ago.

Three years ago, the station's crackdown elite and passengers fell here.

Three years later, not even the natives of RSH are left.

How could Aohen Mingde be willing to send such a precious VIP here for such a land with extremely high risk and no exploration value?

etc--

——Did the enemy really use the soul power?

Cliff ran faster and faster. At first, he wondered whether he should take a few unlucky wounded soldiers along with him. Seeing how frustrated they were with their air intake and outflow, these distracting thoughts were completely dispelled.

"That VIP has been driving the soul power, it's a woman! Except for her spiritual pressure, I can't feel other people's spirit bodies! Is there only one enemy? Is she the only one?"

Cliff paused for half a step, the fighting will just got out of bed, and went back to catch up on sleep.

"Even if there is only one person! I don't want to try to fight her!"

He is very honest and a man of life.

He fled very quickly. He wanted to leave the eight squad members behind. He just recalled the appearance and background of the soldiers for a while, and then he wanted to go from the south side of the central square without any shame or regret. leave.

"The street is so quiet."

When Cliff rushed out of the thick fog, there were still two fingers hanging on his body, and it was unknown when they landed in the collar of his front.

With a look of disgust on his face, he threw away the body of his comrade-in-arms. Hearing the gunshots and wailing from time to time in the white hell behind him, he was glad in his heart, fortunately, he was lucky enough—the god of death seemed to never write him on the list.

It is this strong luck!

"Let me get to where I am today!" Cliff raised his fists and raised his arms. "There are more than a hundred people. If you stand still and kill each of them slowly, it will take a long time, right?"

He went to the main street on the southwest side, trying to find a way to contact King Xin.

"What should I do? What should I do? Can I bypass these gods of death and return to Baozipu Bing Station?"

As he walked, he thought, whenever the gunshots stopped, he would hide in the deep alley like a frightened bird, and when the gunshots rang out again, he would hurry up and run away.

"If King Xin heard the sound of guns, he would also come to supervise the battle—it would be great if he could participate in this battle. If I can return to the battlefield in time to help, it must be a great achievement."

Cliff thought about it again, and his forehead began to sweat again.

"But can Salary King really defeat these passengers?"

He snuffed out the fluke thoughts in his heart one after another.

"Cliff! Don't have any expectations of others! Do you remember Great William! These beasts will only hurt your heart--if the king is dead, you can find another one, if you die."

He kept talking to himself, to strengthen the impression, to engrave these thoughts in his mind.

"You're dead, and you've lost everything—your immortal body, and the glory that fueled the king's fire, all gone!"

"The past is forgotten like smoke, and the heart is selfless and the world is wide!"

This ogre no longer lingers on the past, as long as he recruits troops fast enough, the war-damaged companions are consumables. It is not so much "unfortunate" to meet these passengers as "lucky".

"I'm so lucky! I'm so lucky." Cliff grinned grinningly, and his steps became brisk: "If a traitor like Great William is allowed to stay in the team for several years, he will become a moth who eats up his soldiers! Corrupt rebel leader! Lucky me!"

However, the distance of 1,200 meters only takes a few minutes, and he has already seen the lead road for the railway stone ballast.

"I'm so lucky! This period of weak reptiles can't beat the VIP of the Abyss Railway. If I meet stronger enemies in the future, they will definitely not be able to protect me. I am so lucky to be able to come out of here intact!"

The layers of snow-white mountains are like guiding lights under the light of moss.

Go back, leave here, and return to the trade transfer station to recruit troops. It only takes three weeks to fill up the vacant personnel.

"Cliff Guderian has passed the test of fate once again."

He had just stepped on the stone ballast road, and the sudden Reiatsu almost crushed him——

—everything has changed.

[Part② Hell]

The originally quiet and peaceful Red Star Hill began to become lively, as if something had woken up. In the lonely dark cavity, apart from the muffled and strong sounds made by the giants on the beach when they moved their legs and feet, there were many human voices.

It was the sound of howling, it was the ghosts and wraiths that became after the death of the fresh life.

Cliff couldn't move a step anymore, because his legs seemed to be caught by something!

There was a black silk thread tightly clutching his ankle.

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the mudflat beside the stone ballast road. The black line spread from the direction of the central square.

"Salary King, won't you let me go?"

He only felt dazzled, and his five senses, which were difficult to keep awake under the attack of the strange soul power, were signs that the spirit body was about to leave the physical body.

The black thread quickly turned into a chaotic and terrifying spirit body.

Cliff got it! This is the cook at his outpost!

The chef seemed to be dead, but not completely dead. He hugged Cliff's leg, raised his head, his eyes were in a state of dementia and numbness, and his right hand was missing two fingers.

"Cliff Cliff! Where are you going?"

"We are waiting for you. The Salary King is also waiting for you. You don't think so."

Suddenly, the chef's face changed, as if the range of the soul power had reached its limit, and it was no longer possible to maintain the complete appearance of the spirit body.

The flesh and blood on his face fell off and turned into a rotting skeleton.

"You don't think! Can you really get out of here?! Cliff! You were cruel and heartless when you threw my fingers away! They used to knead dough for you and sprinkle cumin powder, You are full of praise for my cooking skills! You said that if I die, these two fingers will also be delicious! You will definitely taste it yourself and never let my essence go bad——I can become The sun! I want to become the sun! Eat me! Cliff! You have to add fire to the fire king, eat me, and I will be counted as firewood."

Before the skeleton cook's throat was completely rotted, it was still menacing, and when the loose bones rubbed against each other, they made scalp-numbing noises.

"Until you turn around, I will never let go."

Cliff's half of his right leg was hugged by the lingering undead, and he knew very well that this was the warning from King Salary.

This is the special ability of [Icon · Holy Image].

Send the spirit body of a living person out of the physical body and take away the superpowers of the senses.

Giving flesh to the spirit of the dead, bestowing superpowers on the senses.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Cliff showed amazing willpower at this moment: "I treat you like a bug when you're alive, and you're just a dead bug after death!"

No matter how fierce the ghost is, it will also be afraid of the wicked.

Cliff struggled a few steps forward, but his right leg became heavier and heavier. He took out a pistol from his military uniform, trying to break the king's spirit, but the bullet hit the clay-like skeleton, but the effect was not satisfactory.

King Xin's soul power has a range of more than 1,500 meters. Right now, this dead soul is just a thread in a huge spider web. If you don't start from the body, it will be difficult to smash and scatter this incredible spirit body.

Cliff turned his gun and fired several times at the thigh.

The bullet was like a scalding knife edge, smashing his right leg to pieces.

He almost vomited from the pain, crawled on the ground, and left his right leg to the chef's ghost.

"Damn bad luck"

Just wait for ten or so seconds, and that leg will return to his body in response to Undead Rune's call.

He waited quietly, then climbed out tens of meters in embarrassment, breathing hard.

I heard the lively cook hugging his thigh and flying up together, shouting happily.

"You want to leave me?! Impossible! Cliff! Here I am again!"

The skeletal coupling and splicing became complete again, and the red-skinned devil met a wraith who was more difficult than him.

Cliff scolded: "What will you do to let me go!"

The cook raised his head, stroking Staff Cliff's strong thighs with both hands.

"It's really good, it's really good! Staff—the smell of your body! The smell of a living person is really good!"

Cliff's expression became very exciting, and his distorted facial features looked like a big chrysanthemum.

The cook continued: "Do you want me to let you go? If you pick up my finger and eat it, maybe I can promise you."

Immediately afterwards, the ghost pointed to the way from the crossing, and pointed to the window of the tower far away.

"It's those two fingers. There are only two fingers left in my body - Cliff, eat them?"

"Is that the only requirement?" Cliff stood up, ready to return to the dangerous and deadly Red Star Mountain.

Seeing that the staff officer was about to leave, the cook immediately giggled happily.

"Yes, I can't even leave my fingernails! I was very close to the big bath before I died! These two fingers are my last essence."

Cliff's face changed: "Is it close to the big bath?"

"Eat everything clean, and don't let go of the mud under your fingernails." The cook let go of the staff officer's legs, leaned on his shoulder and whispered softly, "How is it? Can't it be done? Is it difficult? Staff officer?"

"Shut up." Cliff's eyes were burning. He didn't know whether the ghost on his shoulder was the chef or the evil thoughts of the salary king. Is this a punishment? He became a deserter, and the salary king wanted to punish him in this way?

These tricks couldn't stop Cliff Guderian.

He went back to the window, took back the two fingers that had been marinated by the bath explosion, stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed them in one gulp.

"Swallowed!" The cook screamed in surprise: "Consultant! Thank you! Thank you!"

Immediately afterwards, the wronged soul seemed to be saved, and disappeared without a trace.

Cliff breathed a sigh of relief, the next step will be smooth, right?

next.

His body was dead, even the hot firewood blood in his body could not resist the sudden chill.

When he turned his head, he saw Miss Puff's stiff spirit body.

"Cliff, are you going to be a deserter? Take me with you?"

The spirit body of the giant hybrid warrior lost one eye and still maintained the state before death.

Only then did Cliff understand a little bit——

——How scary is [Icon·Saint Image].

"My baby girl." Cliff said nicely, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Puff lowered her body, and in her charred and twisted spiritual body, there were several thick black lines implicated, all of which came from the soul power of King Xin.

"actually."

Speaking of this, Puff suddenly became shy.

"I've always thought you were handsome. I was young before, so I didn't understand the reason for this inexplicable good feeling, sir."

This nine-and-a-half-foot giant is half a head taller than Cliff even if he squats halfway.

The big puff girl played with her fingers, a ball of black mud drilled out of her rotten eyeballs, and landed on Cliff's face.

"That's all I want when I die, can you kiss me, sir?"

Cliff opened his mouth, as if he was too surprised, and the mental damage he suffered was too serious, and he couldn't close it for a long, long time.

Before he thought, this is like hell.

Now he had to be bold and not make metaphors.

This is hell.

[Real name: Mads Bruno丨Mads·Bruno]

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[Origin: A stinky and shameless brat——that's what the BOSS calls Midas Bruno. His family background is superior, and he has been with a widow since he was a child. The middle-aged widow's wife is named Rossi. She thinks that young people should not be so obsessed with beauty, so she teaches Midas to read and asks Midas to do something for the society. contribute.

The widow's husband died in the First World War, and Meadows went to the military academy to win a sigh of relief. He didn't want to lose to the widow's ex-husband, and wanted to be the hero who defended the blue sky. Later, he successfully graduated and participated in the second World War I,

In 1937, this guy fell into the giant mountain station during the battle, and the damage was about 21.14 million pyroxene coins. The plane killed two dogs and injured sixteen people with fragments . Rescued by attendant number [DATA EXPUNGED].

He had many conflicts with the waiter at work, and Meadows had another person in his heart. He would go back to Naples every year to visit the widow of this venerable warrior, but he could not get in touch with her—Medez Bruno had died in a glorious battle, and no one would believe that on a fighter jet smoking at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, A kid fell into a volcano in Iceland and survived.

He has become a hero in the newspapers. If he is resurrected unscathed at this moment, it will be a shocking scandal and a joke to both the army and the newspaper.

People seem to believe that dead heroes are heroes, and dead idols are idols.

Bruno Boy's family believes that it was the widow's stupid and naive education that turned his son into cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Every few months, when Meadows returns to his hometown to visit his old lover, he can see more and more gray hair on his wife's head and less and less smile.

He went back to the manor to confront his parents in private, but was called an unclean ghost. He wanted to use the holy water for exorcism and the five kitchen treasures to perform exorcism rituals. With the honor stolen by his brother, in another three years, there will be two second warrant officers in the Bruno family.

He could never come alive, but he didn't die physically either.

This made Midas almost crazy——

—Although the waiter repeatedly did a lot of thought work with this passenger, it was of no avail.

Working at the station to pay off debts seems to be Meadows' only thought. He wants to earn enough money to leave his hometown with his old love and find a quiet place to live.

After Rossi knew what Meadows was thinking, she left him without saying goodbye. From the work records of the psychological review agency at the station, we learned that Mrs. Rossi's mental state was very unstable, and she did not believe that this young and vigorous How reliable is the promise made by the big boy. Compared with the happiness that Meadows said months or years later, Mrs. Rossi decided to seize her own future. Our gold guards once looked for her and tried to cure Meadows' depression, it was later learned that she had gone to Portugal, married a boatman, sold flowers for a living, and died of colon cancer in 1958.

In order to prove himself, Meadows carried out the task of the station almost day and night. His heart was higher than the sky, and he seemed to look down on anyone, and he did everything he could to achieve his goal. Soon, he came into contact with the people of the Crazy Butterfly Sect, and became a carnivore through blood donation.

In order to find out all kinds of abnormalities on his employer, his waiter actively responded to the emergency summons, and finally died on the second platform of the Bug Lair Trade Transfer Station.

The waiter's death caused Meadows' mental world to collapse. The record of personal missions was suspended in 1947, the record of the Qingjin Guardian's pursuit of this person was suspended in 1990, and the latest passenger investigation record was suspended in the VIP lobby. Summary document of David Victor's quest for the court of the Death Muppet Agency in 2024. ]

[Remarks: "icon" - from the song of the same name by singer Eliana]