Chapter 63 Paradise
Seeing the alien swooping towards him, the half-pig, half-monkey monster with a round body and slender limbs at the driver’s feet suddenly jumped up, released the [empty hand chop] skill, and waved The palm strikes the side of the abnormally shaped neck.
As a large guild, Thousand-Mawed Beast is famous for raising, breeding, and nurturing various fantasy creatures.
As a member of the guild, the rider has learned many breeding techniques from his predecessors. He feeds his beasts special food with protein powder and steroids every day, supplemented by a rigorous and scientific fitness plan.
While maintaining physical health, it can greatly increase its strength, and its combat power is much stronger than its counterparts in animated works.
The monkey monster slapped it with a furry palm, causing the alien to deviate from its flying trajectory, scrape the side of the driver, and roll to the corner of the locker room, knocking over a row of cabinets.
Li Sheng immediately took out a domestic QJZ-171 machine gun from the backpack column, aimed at the alien and pulled the trigger.
Although this machine gun also fires 12.7mm machine gun bullets, it is light enough to be carried with one hand due to the extensive use of carbon fiber plastic and titanium alloy. Compared to a traditional heavy machine gun, it is closer to a continuous-fire anti-equipment rifle.
Bang, bang, bang—
Noisy gunshots resounded in the locker room, and machine gun bullets formed a metal chain, all hitting the alien's slender body.
The first few bullets were deflected by the streamlined armor, and then caused some pits in the armor, allowing subsequent metal jets to successfully penetrate the armor.
After 60 rounds of ammunition were emptied, the alien finally stopped moving and fell in pieces in the corner.
“My ears are going to be deafened.”
The driver muttered, took out the Poké Ball and put the monkey monster away - this creature has a particularly bad temper and will be angry when it hears the noise of gunshots. Hong Wen is so excited that he wants to jump up and fight "Chu Xuan".
“.This thing doesn’t seem to be the original alien.”
Li Sheng put away the machine gun, walked forward and carefully observed the broken corpses, and discovered something strange.
The alien blood in film and television works is extremely corrosive and can easily melt through the metal floor of a spacecraft.
But the blood of this alien was far less corrosive. After more than ten seconds, only bursts of blue smoke rose up on the marble surface.
Secondly, the density and strength of its muscle fibers do not seem to be able to physically move in a vacuum.
The most important thing is that a chip is buried in the cerebellum at the back of the alien neck.
Li Sheng narrowed his eyes and stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the section of the alien severed limb. The effect of [Gene Hunger] was not activated at all. It's like he has no interest in it.
After confirming that the alien corpse could not be stored in the backpack column for some reason, Li Sheng took the chip and turned to look at the security guard lying on the ground, only to find that he was already dead - I'm afraid the previous paragraph It's his reflection.
".I couldn't save him." Su Jie stopped the treatment with some sadness, stood up and sighed.
"It's okay, you have done enough. May he rest in peace."
Li Sheng patted Su Jie on the shoulder, came to the security guard, and pretended to make a mark on his chest. Cross, then took out a kitchen knife and chopped off the left and right hands of the corpse.
"What the hell are you doing, brother?" The driver was startled by his sudden move.
"Keep it safe."
Li Sheng said without raising his head: "I just noticed that the door to the locker room uses a fingerprint lock. Considering that this person said before he died, this is What theme park? Other places may also use fingerprint locks and other designs that require specific permissions. Cut off his hand first and take it with him to be prepared.”
As a pragmatist, make good use of the corpse. Finding out the truth and avenging him is obviously much more important than secular concepts.
“Can’t you use a gentler method?” the rider said painfully: “For example, use tape to imprint the fingerprints, or cut off a finger or something.”
"Mortal wisdom." Li Sheng said casually: "I did bring tape, but rubbing is only effective for simple fingerprint locks. Any lock with a pressure sensor and depth detection function will fail.
It is also unreliable to cut off the fingers. After all, some people just don’t like to enter the thumb and index finger information.
In addition, you don’t think you have to carry ten fingers with you. Is it more stupid than having two palms?”
The driver answered honestly: “I think both are stupid.”
"Kira Yoshikage clicked."
Li Sheng curled his lips, took off the body armor equipped with a walkie-talkie from the body, put it on himself, and hung his palms on both sides of the body armor.
Muttering "Eune's hands, what a man", he strode towards the door and opened the locker room door.
Outside the door is a spacious corridor that has also been severely damaged. The floor is covered in blood, the ceiling light bulbs burst, and a half-broken LED advertising screen that is still emitting a faint light hangs on the right wall.
[Dark Universe Horror Theme Park is open! 】
[Restore classic monsters, blur the boundaries between fantasy and reality, and bring the most thrilling experience]
[Have an unforgettable adventure with your family]
[This is a letter A love letter to all horror fans]
[Note: half price for children under 1m2, half price for military personnel]
The motorcyclist who just walked out of the locker room saw the slogan on the screen at a glance , said in astonishment: "What is this? A theme park? Don't tell me that someone had enough brains to clone all the monsters in horror movies and bring them to reality."
"Congratulations, you guessed it right."
Li Sheng came to the left side of the corridor. There was no wall here, replaced by a large piece of glass. Through the glass, you can see the huge space below.
It seemed to be an employee canteen. There were rows of tables and chairs in front of the dining area, with a large number of human corpses piled among them.
Or wearing security clothing, researchers' white coats, or eye-catching yellow worker uniforms. Apparently all bunker staff.
What piled these dead bodies in one place was a group of monsters.
Zombies, werewolves, bat monsters, dryads, mutated pythons in "Anaconda", lickers in "Resident Evil", necromorphs in "Dead Space", mutated fish in "Monster of the Han River" Monsters.
All kinds of monsters were lying on the pile of corpses and feasting on them, enjoying this gluttonous feast.
“Holy shit.”
The hair on the motorcyclist’s body stood on end. He stretched out his hand and held down the walking boy who was curiously peeping his head to prevent him from seeing the bloody and curious scene.
Su Jie turned pale with fright and involuntarily took a few steps back, away from the glass wall and railings.
"Is the ketogenic diet already so popular?"
Li Sheng also stepped back quietly, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said softly, "If the little man is still alive, I will be very happy. ”
What the hell is the ketogenic diet? Does Xiaohan refer to Hannibal? He must be a good person.
The driver’s eyes twitched wildly, but deep down he had to admit that having such a calm and calm companion beside him can indeed bring a lot of security.
(End of this chapter)