Chapter 92
The feeling of oppression is all-round. You can't just say you are not afraid of it. The coldness is everywhere, and every pore in the body is open and shouting to run, run.
Faced with those inhuman creatures with faces without any facial features, the teenagers didn't even dare to look at them for a second.
The three special forces soldiers who were well prepared took out three flashlights from their huge combat bags. Yes, you read that right, flashlights, the enhanced version of the Academy of Engineering with 100,000 lumens. If it weren't for the size limitation, they would have wanted to bring searchlights.
Of course, an ordinary flashlight is useless. No matter how bright it is, those things can only hide and cannot cause any harm. But this special version of the flashlight is blessed with the swastika symbol.
The special forces soldiers turned on the flashlight, and instantly their eyes became bright. They were no longer afraid of any monsters or demons.
The sounds made by those things should have been inaudible to humans, but the moment the lights came on, the wails of those things almost broke through the limits of human hearing, and the sound waves came towards them like the wind.
Professor Ai Hongliang pushed his glasses and said, "I didn't expect the effect to be so good. It seems that my efforts were not in vain." Because the information provided in this place is relatively complete, some weapons that might be used have been researched for this purpose.
Why is it so uncertain? That's because there are no actual test subjects. This kind of thing is too random. Those who are prepared can't get in, and those who get in are unprepared.
In order to obtain more information, Professor Ai Hongliang has been following all the speculated points recently, and his intensity is quite high. Today he finally entered the ghost town. The data collection this time can greatly help the research institute to determine the next location of the ghost town incident, or more event information.
"Wow!" The six young people were overwhelmed by the effect of the strong light and shouted: "What a great thing! I will buy one when I leave here. It will make me feel safer."
The special forces members were also surprised by the effect of the flashlight. They didn't expect it to be so effective, and they didn't want the six young men to waste their money. "This is not the kind of flashlight you see on the market. It's specially made by the research institute. You can't buy it outside."
Captain Liang and Xiao Zhao were also a little disappointed after hearing this. They, the police, also needed this thing. With it during night patrols, they would not be afraid of anything.
Yes, because of the advent of horror games, the police patrolling at night are also facing great danger. In order to maintain social stability, the police will never go off duty.
Professor Ai recorded the effects of the flashlight and answered absentmindedly, "It's not a big problem. Once the flashlight's effects are further optimized, it can be put into production lines. By then, the cost will be reduced, and it should be promoted nationwide. This thing is so easy to use, and it is also a great protection for people's lives."
This is good news: "If this comes out, I will definitely buy it and carry it with me every day."
Because of the powerful output of the three flashlights, those in the middle were no longer afraid and looked enthusiastically at the little sun in the hands of the special forces soldiers.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Two of the 16 teenagers who screamed this time had invisible darkness behind the strong light, so they were very dark in the middle, so dark that they couldn't even see themselves.
One of the people holding the flashlight lowered the brightness so that the light could reach the center and see what was happening. If the brightness was not lowered, it would be very harmful to the eyes.
The light shone through and a young man was seen, half swallowed by the bluestone slab under his feet. The boy was sucked in by the entire slab, which looked a bit weird. He held on to the other boy's feet tightly, which gave him some time to buffer.
"Help me, something is holding me." The young man who was half stuck in the ground burst into tears, and the person whose legs he was holding also sat down on the ground.
Two policemen grabbed the boy's armpits, one on the left and one on the right, and tried to pull him up, but it was completely useless. The boy, whose chest was sunken, seemed to have become one with the bluestone slab.
The special forces members took out an engineer shovel from their bag and threw it to the two policemen who were helping to pull people away: "Try this." This engineer shovel is red, and the red paint on it is specially developed. It is also a new thing and there is no doubt it is useful.
The policeman took an engineer shovel and poked it hard on the ground. There was a clang, a sound that made his teeth sharpen when metal hit the ground. He used all his strength, but there was only a white mark on the bluestone slab. He then pried hard on the edge of the slab, but it was completely useless.
"Ah! Help, help!"
Seeing that the young man's body sank a little deeper, several young men started chattering and shouting.
Captain Liang opened a wooden gun on the stone slab. The wooden gun was the one given by Professor Ai, and liquid was pumped out. No one would have thought that this thing, which was exactly the same as the military hand gun, was actually a water gun.
Anything that came into contact with liquid started to smoke, but it was no problem if it splashed on people.
It's slightly more effective than an engineer shovel, but its effectiveness is limited. It would take several hours to corrode a hole large enough to rescue a person, and the boy would have been swallowed up long ago.
As they were scratching their heads and trying to think of a solution, they heard a whoosh and something came flying through the air.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and a red scimitar like a flame was stuck in the bluestone slab only three centimeters away from the young man. The blade just brushed past his nose and hit the ground.
The young man stopped howling and broke out in a cold sweat. He stared at the black, non-reflective blade in front of him with cross-eyes. He was already terrified of being pulled into the stone slab, and this time he was on the verge of death.
The boy couldn't help but tremble, and then..., he peed in a very unpromising way. This pee was not a big deal, as the suction that was only sucked into the stone was loosened.
He wanted to faint, but he couldn't help but start to crawl out because his body felt loose. No one was there to pull him, so he crawled out of the stone slab by himself, his pants still wet.
Professor Ai, who was standing aside and watching everything, lowered his head and quickly wrote and drew in his notebook. When he finished recording, he looked up at the direction he had calculated the scimitar was coming from.
He looked at the young man who had crawled out of Eighteen Mile, and this time he asked without even thinking: "You are still a virgin." This was an affirmative sentence.
The boy, who was originally pale, blushed at this sentence. In a trembling voice, he shouted to save his dignity: "What's wrong with being a virgin?" He secretly glanced at Sun Juan, who was worried about him just now.
"That's good, keep it up, it can save your life in dangerous moments." Professor Ai didn't care. He replied to him and began to record the sudden inspiration in his notebook.
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