Game of Destiny: This player is different

First floor, second floor, third floor.

Qin Nuo and three temporary teammates quickly cleaned the floors.

With their feet on the bloody corpses and legs on the broken arms and bodies, they walked forward in the corridor on the fourth floor of the men's ward.

The battle along the way was not thrilling, but it was not easy and comfortable.

The three special operations team members who acted as human shields in front had more injuries on their bodies.

The wounds that had been bandaged were soaked with red and had to be bandaged again.

If possible, the three of them would like to retreat temporarily.

The number of enemies exceeded the estimate, resulting in a shortage of weapons and ammunition.

"0123, this is the last floor. If we encounter a large number of enemies again, we can only retreat."

0122, an eighty-year-old mother, who had no reason to appear, suggested with some concern.

"How much ammunition do you have left?"

Qin Nuo pondered for a few seconds and asked.

0122: "I still have three magazines, one grenade, and one smoke bomb."

0124: "I still have two magazines and two grenades."

0121: "I still have two magazines and one grenade."

Qin Nuo frowned and said unhappily: "What's wrong with you? Can't you save money when fighting? Look at me, ten magazines, three grenades, and two smoke bombs."

Isn't it because you basically never fired a gun...

The three team members complained in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.

They could only deal with it with a look of "Ah, right, right, it's all because we are too useless and wasted ammunition."

Somehow, when the four of them moved quickly along the corridor of the laundry room, they were not attacked by mutant creatures again.

When they turned a corner and arrived at the locker room, Qin Nuo raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"What's wrong?"

One of the team members asked in a low voice.

"We have swept half of the area, but we haven't encountered any attacks. This is very abnormal."

Qin Nuo crouched down and looked ahead carefully: "I suspect that the remaining monsters are lying in ambush somewhere, waiting to give us a fatal blow."

0121 and others looked at each other, not quite believing it.

Although those monsters look curious, they don't seem to have intelligence.

At most, they have a high desire to attack.

Could it be that they also know the tactics of flanking and encircling?

Wait, it seems that they really know...

Thinking of this, the three team members couldn't help but focus 120% of their attention and be alert to the surroundings.

Qin Nuo took out the guide map he had copied on the first floor before and made an action plan.

The layout of the fourth floor is more complicated.

There are dozens of rooms of different sizes, divided into laundry rooms, shower rooms, dressing rooms, bathrooms, cafeterias, kitchens, etc.

The bathrooms, laundry rooms, and shower rooms have all been checked.

The cafeteria is the easiest area for ambush in the remaining areas.

It has the largest area, the most bunkers, and is connected to the kitchen.

It is indeed a good ambush point.

"Take into account the possibility that there is a commander behind the monster. If they really concentrate their remaining forces and prepare to outflank.

Then their route of action should be to attack from the kitchen, bypass the locker room, and launch a surprise attack in the passage between the shower room and the bathroom."

Qin Nuo put away the map and cast his eyes on the long corridor behind him.

...

The kitchen on the fourth floor of the men's ward.

In the spacious space, the white brick and stone walls are mottled and the floor tiles are dirty and messy.

Various used anesthesia syringes, medical cotton, and bandages are thrown away at will.

Because the windows around are all closed and the curtains are drawn, the air is filled with the lingering smell of formalin.

The rectangular lights on the ceiling are not turned on, and the only light source in the room is the shadowless lamp in the center.

Several operating tables pushed from other places are placed around the shadowless lamp.

It was stained with blood, and the dark red and dark brown residual stains were mixed together, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time.

Next to the operating table, a man with glasses wearing only a medical apron was performing an operation.

"Are we here yet?"

He suddenly stopped what he was doing and glanced down at the dark corner.

A lurker quietly crawled out of the darkness, answering the man's question with an incomprehensible hum.

If Qin Nuo and others were at the scene, they would be surprised.

Such a ferocious and brutal monster full of killing and attacking desires was actually like a well-behaved and obedient loyal dog at this time.

After crawling closer, it rubbed the man's toes with its head in a flattering manner.

Looking from the bottom to the top along the foot.

The man's body fat rate was extremely low, and the blood vessels and muscle fibers were clearly visible.

Like a walking mummy.

"Since they want to die, I don't mind having a few more test subjects. Go down and follow my instructions to kill those guys.A surprise."

The man said lightly.

The lurker received the order and crawled backwards to respectfully exit the kitchen.

Soon, there was a rustling sound in the cafeteria.

Several shadows flashed across the ceiling and walls, heading into the deep and silent corridor.

"A bunch of failures."

The man shook his head and returned his gaze to the operating table.

There was a nameplate on his medical apron.

Although it was a little blurry, the name column could still barely make out the three words "Mu Xuefeng".

Yes, this man who looked like a mummy was one of the attending doctors at Boai Hospital, BLUE The second person in charge of the SHADOW project - Mu Xuefeng.

The man who was being operated on by Mu Xuefeng, with a big back hair, was the director of the ghost-hunting program - Lv Qiwei.

At this time, his face was pale and his eyes were dull.

Even though his stomach was opened up, he did not show any pain.

Mu Xuefeng held the scalpel and skillfully cut open various organs, and then replaced some strange-shaped organs that seemed to be trembling slightly.

Generally, surgical operations in large hospitals require four to five people to perform.

But Mu Xuefeng was not only competent alone, but also far superior in the surgical process.

I don’t know how many times he has trained before, and I can’t guess how many times he has practiced on other living people.

Every movement is as precise as a clock, and the bloody and terrifying dissection is as addictive as art.

"Huh, if those failed products were not brainless, how could they snatch back an experimental product. "

Mu Xuefeng snorted coldly, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But the movements of his hands were not affected by emotions, as if the brain and limbs were working separately.

As disgusting and ugly organs were stuffed into the body, the wounds were sutured.

Lv Qiwei, who was about to die, suddenly moved his fingers.

The light reappeared in his lifeless eyes.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Mu Xuefeng's face.

Sure enough, the success rate of healthy living people is much higher than that of mental patients.

"Haha, Shen Hongyuan, I am the one who can touch the miracle, and I will soon surpass you."

He looked at the man who was about to be resurrected on the operating table, his eyes full of expectation.