The flares in the sky went out, darkness quickly enveloped them, Pan Zi then fired another flare, which exploded in the air. Then all the people below opened fire, and more than a dozen tongues of fire poured into the sky. Soon, several flying shadows in the sky were hit and fell from the sky.
Strong light can cause these things to have temporary illusions, just like when you make a "duck" call and walk in front of a "bear", it will not be able to tell whether you are a person or a duck for a while. But this is only temporary, if I remember correctly, this is our last flare.
With so many strange birds, once this flare goes out, we will face being ruthlessly hunted in the dark.
The strange birds were flying lower and lower, and some had even passed over our heads. We didn't have enough bullets to deal with such a strong attack, and soon several guns ran out of ammunition. The fat man's condition was extremely critical. If no one came to save him, he would be doomed no matter how tough he was.
Just when I was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, the fat man shot me at the feet, which scared me. I looked up at his mouth shape and knew he meant for us to run!
I made up my mind and said to Pan Zi, "Take Uncle San and the others and run to the end of the rift. This is their nest. They must be flying along the rift to find food. Look at the direction they are flying from and run all the way. Don't worry about me. I'm going to save Fatty!"
Pan Zi grabbed me and said, "Can you do this? How about I go and save Fatty, and you take Master San away!"
I said, "I can't carry that old man!" I raised my hand to let him see my wound, "I have precious blood, I will be fine!"
When Pan Zi saw my wound, he felt a little relieved. He nodded vigorously and said, "Be careful, we'll wait for you outside!" He then carried my uncle who was unable to move on his back, shouted to everyone else, "Follow me!" and retreated to one side of the rift.
I took the gun Pan Zi threw to me, and looked at the bullets with a "click". There were three bullets. He was so damn generous. Others ran past me, yelling at me to keep up, but I ignored them. At this time, I saw Aning also standing there, his face pale, but he didn't move.
I went up to her and patted her, telling her to go away quickly. She shook my hand off and raised her gun with a "click". I don't know what she was planning to do.
I knew it was useless to persuade such a person, so I ignored her and ran towards the stone platform with my gun in hand.
Fortunately, even in such a chaotic environment, the giant centipedes lurking around the coffin have not awakened. Perhaps after so many years of slumber, these giant insects have long died.
At this point I didn't care about anything else and yelled, "Fatty, give me five or six bullets! I'll cover you!"
The fat guy's own gun was a Type 56, and his body was full of Type 56 bullets, but he didn't take the gun with him when he was climbing to save weight, so he used Kirk's M16. But the M16 didn't have many bullets, and if they were all used up, he would be finished up there. The only way to survive was to get down to the ground.
When the fat man heard me calling him, he immediately held the gun with one hand and tore off a few bullets with the other hand and threw them to me. I caught one and threw away the others. I replaced the magazine and started shooting. Under the cover of my firepower, the fat man climbed along the chain all the way to where he climbed up, then slid down quickly and waved to me to run.
I turned to look for Aning, but she was nowhere to be found. I didn't know whether she had run away or been carried away by a strange bird. I secretly wondered why such a beautiful woman was so persistent. I looked at the coffin platform again and saw that the coffin board had been turned to one side. A huge black male corpse stood up, wearing faded and rotten Jurchen armor. What surprised me was that this male corpse actually had twelve hands, arranged in a circle behind his back, and the twelve hands were twisting, just like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin in the temple.
I immediately thought of the twelve-armed wax corpse I saw in the underwater tomb, and I couldn't help but be extremely surprised. Could it be that the royal family of Dongxia was not human? Was this twelve-armed male corpse the King of Ten Thousand Slaves?
The fat man fired bursts of shots to drive back the swooping bird, and then he came to me and pulled me, shouting, "What are you daydreaming about?"
I ignored the fat man and said to him, "Look...what does he want to do?"
We saw the corpse of Thousand-Armed Guanyin waving his twelve hands, showing no interest in us at all. After quickly jumping off the stone platform, he walked straight towards the huge bronze gate.
The fat man was surprised and asked, "Does he want to enter the giant gate?"
I suddenly remembered the last sentence on the secret message of Wang Zang Hailongyu. If the time is wrong, opening the giant underground door will result in divine punishment. The underground karmic fire will burst out of hell through the giant door and burn the entire sky.
At that time, we thought that this predicted disaster was Wang Canghai's imagination after he entered the giant gate and saw the scene inside the volcano. However, it is also possible that the person who set up this bronze door set up some powerful mechanism to prevent the secret inside the bronze door from being discovered.
We are now in front of the huge bronze gate. If there is any mechanism, we will definitely be the first to bear the brunt and become the first victims. Regardless of whether it is true or not, we must stop this deformed zongzi.
I chased the corpse of Thousand-armed Guanyin and fired several times, but the bullets hit the corpse like hitting rubber, neither penetrating nor exploding, like a drop in the ocean, without any reaction at all, and the most hateful thing was that he didn't react to us at all. I shouted to the fat man: "Explosives!"
The fat man suddenly remembered that he had several detonators on his waist that he had prepared to threaten Aning and the others. He immediately rushed forward, jumped onto the back of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin corpse, stuffed the detonators into the corpse's mouth like a black donkey's hoof, and then quickly jumped down.
I squinted my eyes and fired a burst of bullets. I don't know which bullet hit the fuse of the detonator, and it exploded immediately. The head and shoulders of the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara corpse were blown apart. We were knocked to the ground by the shock wave, and the fragments and air waves rushed towards us. Suddenly, my chest felt stuffy and my ears were full of buzzing sounds.
The strange bird above was stimulated by the strong sound waves and went crazy all of a sudden. I quickly got up and saw that the corpse of Thousand-Armed Guanyin had fallen to the ground. I couldn't help but be overjoyed. It turned out that explosives were invincible.
Unexpectedly, the fat man still had a terrified expression on his face, and he yelled at me. I couldn't hear anything, but I saw his mouth moving quickly. It took me a long time to understand what he was saying: "Run! The flares are going off."
Before we could react and run, the light above our heads suddenly disappeared within a few seconds. Darkness quickly enveloped us like fog, and suddenly all the light was left except the flashlights in our hands.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the gunshots of those who fled into the depths of the rift clouds gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of our breathing and the thunderous heartbeats.
Fatty and I stood back to back. I untied the bandage on my hand, revealing the bloody wound inside, and prayed that my blood would be useful to them. Didn't that professor say that this kind of Qilin blood only works on things that eat corpses? I don't know what this strange bird eats. Fatty picked up his gun, loaded the bullet with a "click", looked up at the sky, and asked me what to do.
I said, "You ask me, who should I ask?" Before I finished speaking, a strange bird suddenly fluttered its wings and landed, landing about ten meters in front of us. This bird was extremely large, taller than me when it stood up. After landing, its ugly head turned a few times and stared at us, as if sizing us up. I could vaguely see the cold light flashing from its teeth in its mouth, so I quickly raised my hand and pointed my wound at it, but the strange bird didn't react much and stood there expressionlessly.
Then two more strange birds flew down, one landed on our left, the other landed behind us. I turned the wound around to face them, not knowing their intentions.
Gradually, more and more strange birds flew down, one after another, and soon, we were surrounded by such birds, but these birds did not take any action, and they were a black mass. I gradually felt that something was wrong. These birds seemed to be not interested in my blood at all, and they did not attack immediately, as if they were plotting something.