My Girls Are All Biochemical Monsters, What Should I Do?

Hell, no sound, no dragging, just disappear out of thin air?

No, no, not without traces of being dragged...

As if thinking of something, the leader of the H9 team quickly put the Thunder God behind his back, raised the HK-416 again, and pointed the gun to the top of his head. With the light of the tactical flashlight, he saw the The half of the corpse seemed to have been skinned and pumped out, and the bloody traces on the ceiling, the traces looked unusually sticky, spreading out from between the broken flesh and the pool of blood, and gradually drifting away, as if someone Mopping blood from the ceiling with a mop.

"Up there..." Before the leader could speak, the black-clothed soldier who took off his mask said in a low voice. Finally, he turned his head and asked the leader in a low voice: "We... are going to find him ?"

"No, our task is to find the control center of this bunker..." Shaking his head decisively, the leader whispered to the black-clothed soldier: "As for him, he is dead, next, we avoid Those marks on the roof."

"Yes..." Nodding slightly, looking at the leader who turned around, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in the eyes of the soldier in black, mixed with a trace of happiness, but more of something else .

Inexplicably lost a teammate. After the team leader reported the situation to the higher-ups, the H9 team started to move forward again. This time, the leader walked in front and used the Thor Seat to scan, while the black-clothed soldiers guarding behind carried HK -416 illuminated him, and the two of them moved forward slowly, keeping a distance of two steps. My heart finally relaxed a little bit.

Leaning against the wall, the team leader carefully moved away the vase by the wall. Seeing that there was nothing under the vase, he breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up. As soon as he turned his head, he saw his teammate staring straight at him. with him.

"What are you doing here?" The team leader asked in a deep voice, "Go and check the corridor on the other side, don't be tricked by the authorities."

"I...I think it's better to get closer..." The black-clothed soldier said with an ugly face: "It's just gone, there is no sound at all, I think...it's a bit unacceptable."

"Coward!" Looking at the teammate in front of him who vomited twice before sticking to his body out of fear, the team leader finally couldn't help cursing. He frowned and said in a low voice: "Go and check the other team members in the corridor. A decoration on one side! I will keep an eye on you!"

"Then... watch my back..." Hesitantly nodded, the black-clothed soldier took a deep breath, and then walked to the other side of the corridor step by step, as if he was worried that the leader was not staring at him. He, he shrank and turned his head back. Seeing this, the team leader gave him a fierce look through the mask, and at the same time shook the Thunder God seat in his hand.

To be honest, the team leader didn't want to force his teammates, but he could tell that the soldier was terrified. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to carry out the mission. He had to use this method to make his own Teammates cheer up.

In the end, the black-clothed soldier gritted his teeth and turned his head. He lowered his footsteps, came to the huge vase, and then moved slightly, for fear of making any noise. Before the vase could be moved, he He suddenly turned his head to look at the leader behind him.

"My God, for God's sake, hurry up!" the leader urged in a low voice.

Hearing the leader's urging, the soldier in black turned his head again, and began to move the vase away little by little. On the wall behind the vase, there was a black sensor the size of a matchbox. What mechanism is it connected to?

The hanging heart finally let go. The black-clothed soldier let out a long sigh of relief. She didn't care about the dirt. She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead with the vomit-stained sleeve, then bent down and turned off the sensor on the wall. After finishing all this, he turned his head with a smile, and then his smile froze on his face, because behind him, there was only an empty darkness.

The leader... is gone!

Facial muscles began to twitch, and cold sweat began to drip continuously. The black-clothed soldier backed away with a terrified expression until his back touched the wall. He suddenly raised the gun in his hand, while scanning around with the light of the tactical flashlight. With trembling lips, he said, "Leader...Leader?"

no respond.

"Team leader! Where are you?! Team leader!" Fear gradually dominated his brain. In the dead silence and darkness, he stared at those bloodshot eyes as if mad, panting heavily while searching, whenever he Moving his muzzle and tactical flashlight, the unlit darkness around him bit up like maggots, gnawing at the remaining sanity of the soldier in black. Just when he couldn't help but shoot, Suddenly, a sweet and elegant female voice came from above the head...

"Excuse me, sir, are you... looking for someone?"

"That's right, I'm looking for someone..." Hearing this warm and soft female voice, the terrified soldier smiled and replied subconsciously, but the next second, he froze.

Why... on top of your head?

Stiff neck, dripping cold sweat, the soldier stared wide-eyed, raised his head little by little, the light spot of the tactical flashlight reflected on the wall, and moved to the ceiling little by little, the speed was extremely slow, just like the darkness There was something hidden in it, so evil that even the light resisted, and as the spot of light slowly dragged, finally a hideous blood came into the eyes of the black-clothed soldier.

Chapter 22. The macho san check

It's hard to understand. At this moment, the black-clothed soldier can't understand the things that appear above his head, the hideous bloody flesh balls, the cloudy eyeballs of different sizes, and the mouths full of jagged sharp teeth and a pair of mouths. The blood-colored tentacles entangled and squeezed each other, drawing scars on each other's bodies with their sharp bone spurs. The poor language of the black-clothed soldiers was simply not enough to describe this indescribable terrifying monster.

"What's the matter? Mister, why don't you speak?" On the other side, seeing the black-clothed soldier standing there with his head up in a daze, the mouths on the fleshy ball began to squirm, spitting out elegant yet sweet words. The voice, if this voice is spoken by a young girl, it will definitely make any man feel flustered, but at this moment, when a strange monster utters these words, everyone will feel their scalps go numb.

"Are you really looking for someone?" The huge mouths full of sharp teeth squirmed, but there was only one voice. Obviously, those mouths were not the monster's vocal organs. The ground squirmed, as if it was squeezing something. The next second, the monster opened its mouth wide and spit out a pool of blood mixed with stumps and broken flesh. The blood slanted down, pouring On the face and body of the black-clothed soldier, he was dyed blood red, and the black-clothed soldier whose face became stiff due to fear twitched his facial muscles slightly, lowered his head little by little, and saw that the soldier in black was mixed with residual limbs and broken flesh. In the pool of blood that drenched his body, half of his head was lying silently, and the half of the face on that half of the head was from his first teammate who disappeared!

That's right, even though there was only half of the face left, even though the hair became a little thinner, even though the facial features were distorted and the eyes were rolled, the black-clothed soldier still recognized the owner of the half head at a glance!

"What's the matter? This gentleman, isn't it him?" Seeing that the black-clothed soldier's eyes widened, he seemed to be stupefied by fright, and the huge piece of meat stuck to the roof chuckled and said, "Sorry, this Sir, please let me search again, many people got lost in this castle today."

As he said that, the big lump of flesh squirmed again, making the strange sound caused by the squeezing of flesh and blood. Hearing the sound, the black-clothed soldier raised his head subconsciously, but his eyes just focused on the strange monster. , a large piece of minced meat and stumps were mixed with stinky blood and splashed down again.

The second time he was showered with flesh and blood, the black-clothed soldier lowered his head a little bit. This time, there were more stumps under his feet, and in the pool of blood, there was an extra black helmet with a face mask.

"Oh, I'm sorry, in this case, you may not recognize it..." Accompanied by the elegant and sweet female voice above the head, two tentacles hung down from the ceiling a little bit, and they crawled towards the soldier in black. On the helmet standing on the ground, one tentacle was wrapped around the helmet, and the other tentacle slammed into the helmet, squeezing out a patch of blood, and then, with the slight force of the barbed tentacle, a The head was pulled from the helmet.

As if afraid that the black-clothed soldier might not be able to see clearly, the tentacle held its head and leaned in front of the black-clothed soldier. At the same time, the sweet female voice asked softly, "Excuse me, sir, is he the one you are looking for?"

Looking at the completely hairless, bloody head with its mouth wide open and its eyes rolling, the soldier in black couldn't make any expression on his face. He recognized that face, it was his leader's face, but, His team leader seemed to be a very calm person, so he shouldn't show such an expression.

The black-clothed soldier wanted to vomit, but couldn't vomit, so he could only twitch slightly and retch.

"Don't you talk to him? I thought he was an acquaintance of yours. It's the most basic etiquette for acquaintances to greet each other..." Accompanied by the sweet voice of that strange monster, each barb Standing up suddenly, the distorted head at the top of the tentacles exploded in an instant, and the shattered bones shot out mixed with flesh and blood, splashing on the face of the black-clothed soldier. Immediately afterwards, the monster above the head said softly: : "But don't worry, sir, if not, I can still find it for you..."

In the next second, another large pool of blood mixed with minced meat poured down.

"Is it him? He doesn't speak, it seems not..."

"What about this one? You should know this gentleman, right? Don't you know him yet? Please wait for me to look for it..."

"Where's this one? I think he's wearing the same clothes as you, huh? Isn't he?"

"Then look at this one, this one must be your acquaintance, right?"

Accompanied by that voice, piles of residual limbs and flesh and blood repeatedly poured down from the ceiling, while the black-clothed soldier soaked in flesh and blood stood there blankly, his eyes glazed over. The flesh and blood stopped talking, replaced by bursts of laughter, not only sweet, but also cute, like a girl who succeeded in pranking, accompanied by more and more minced meat and stumps spit out by the monster, simple and luxurious but The elegant corridor began to distort little by little, turning into a hell on earth. The black-clothed soldier stood in the center of hell, drenched in blood, motionless like a puppet that had lost its soul.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, those eyes became focused, and the soldier in black lowered his head indifferently, and looked at his raised palm, which was covered with stinky black blood.

"Heh..." Suddenly, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and the soldier in black smiled. With his eyes widening slightly, he put his hands on his cheeks, smearing randomly, and intermittently He let out a nervous laugh, and when the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth almost tore his cheeks, the intermittent laughter finally turned into an unstoppable wild laugh, rubbing against the wall that was greasy with flesh and blood behind him, black clothes The soldier fell into the bloody water, kicking his stump while covering his face and let out a horrific laugh. Under his palm, his blood-stained facial features became extremely distorted, almost torn apart.

After a while, the laughter gradually became hoarse, but it still didn't stop. The soldier in black supported the wall with one hand, as if he wanted to stand up, but he didn't know whether it was because the wall was too slippery or because he lost the strength to laugh. He tried to stand up again without success, but fortunately, the monster stuck to the ceiling was gentle and caring enough. It stretched out a barbed tentacle and handed it to the black-clothed soldier, and the black-clothed soldier Grabbing the tentacle, he stood up barely under its pull, even though his palm was pierced by the barb, he didn't realize it, holding the gun, with a distorted smile on his face, he stumbled and ran while Laughing wildly while pulling the trigger, he rushed out of the corridor.

It wasn't until the sound of gunshots and wild laughter gradually faded away that the large group of flesh and blood gathered on the ceiling started to move again. It twisted its body, retracted its tentacles one by one, and then entangled and squeezed each other, moving towards the tentacles little by little. The ground sagged until it fell into the pool of blood and stumps, and the strange and ferocious piece of flesh turned into a gray-haired woman in a blue-gray tight-fitting rubber suit with purple rose patterns all over her body.

The slender five fingers with blue-gray sharp claws were close together and gently brushed against her abdomen. The reddish-faced Rita tilted her head, chuckled and said to herself: "Really, I ate too much today, it's okay." Spit it all out, otherwise, my husband will definitely blame me for gaining weight..."

Chapter 23. The Strong Man Shi Lezhi