Crossing the road covered with yellow sand, it came close to the community, still a few hundred meters away, its soft feet rubbed against the road surface, making "sha-sha-sha" sounds.
On that smooth, grayish-white membrane-like surface, you can see eyes, ears, antennae or breathing holes. How does it perceive this world? Hearing, vision, or sound waves? This determines how they should escape.
Xibei said: "What...what should we do?"
Lu Xun didn't say anything. He walked to the window and stretched out his hand to push the window - but the window seemed to be frozen or rusted. When he pushed it for the first time, it actually trembled. He tightened his arms and exerted more force. The window finally made an extremely unpleasant creaking sound of metal breaking and friction, and was barely pushed diagonally to open a small triangular gap.
The pitch-black muzzle of a gun extended out from the gap, but the correct aim was not at the monster, but at the street opposite.
A slight "bang" sounded - it was the sound of a gun with a silencer, which could be heard ten meters away.
The bullet left a fleeting silhouette on his retina, and the next moment it hit the window of a building next to the street.
The bullet he used when he went out in the wild was the same as the ordinary bullet he used when judging humans, with a uranium alloy bullet and armor-piercing penetration and crushing strength.
With a loud noise, a whole piece of glass shattered with a "bang" and fell to the ground.
The monster's movement obviously paused.
Lu Xun raised his gun and fired a few times, and the broken glass fell to the ground in that direction.
It really listened, and its wriggling feet changed direction, seemed to hesitate and pause for a moment, and then slowly moved towards the sound - three minutes later, it stopped again, gave up the original direction, and continued to walk towards the community where they were.
Xibei subconsciously stepped back a few steps, his face pale: "It...it...can you hit it?"
Lu Xun pursed his thin lips, he looked there, his eyes were sullen, his expression was terribly cold.
The next moment, he reached out his hand, and with a click, he removed the silencer.
He pressed the trigger continuously!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of explosions blasted violently in the streets around the monster! In the overly silent city, the sound was like thunder.
The monster once again stopped in its place and hesitated, but at the same time, a sharp sound suddenly rang out at the other end of the city.
Then, a huge black shadow rose into the sky from that direction, and a huge hawk-like bird flew across the sky, stretching its wings that were dozens of meters long, gliding faster than a bullet - swooping straight towards the group of white monsters that were similar in size to it!
The monster let out a high-frequency scream, and the white membrane split open, stretching out countless soft, thorny tentacles that entangled the beak of the eagle like a tide.
With a dull "puff", the wings of the eagle, which looked like armor, pierced its body. The monster felt pain and its tentacles retracted as if they were struck by electricity. The eagle took the opportunity to withdraw, and after the attack, it immediately flapped its wings and flew forward. After leaving the attack range of those densely packed gray-black tentacles, it circled in the sky, and the next moment, it suddenly dived down again with a harsh wind, and its sharp beak penetrated directly into the center of the white monster's body. In
an instant, white and flesh-pink liquid splashed out, and the sharp teeth in its sharp beak bit something. The white monster twisted and struggled wildly. Its body was too huge. The surrounding houses shook and collapsed, and the ground was buzzing. In the gray human city, two unimaginable huge monsters were biting and fighting like this.
The ground within a radius of hundreds of meters was stained with dark mucus. The battle ended with the white monster unrecognizable and its internal organs spilling all over the ground. The eagle held a string of its juicy organs in its mouth, and turned away without lingering.
An Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he understand the purpose of Lu Xun's frequent shooting. There must be only one monster like this in this city. He used the sound of the gun to expose its location and attract other monsters.
Then Xibei said, "How...how did you know about that bird?"
Lu Xun put away his gun, replaced the silencer, turned around, and did a series of actions smoothly and neatly.
"I know," he said, "Let's take a gamble."
An Zhe looked in the direction where the flying eagle disappeared. In this situation, flying monsters seemed to have an incomparable advantage.
After escaping death, they didn't say anything. In the silence, an old voice suddenly sounded.
"The time is almost up." Grandpa's voice was hoarse: "I have lived for sixty years, enough."
Lu Xun looked in the direction of the old man.
He asked, "When?"
The old man opened his mouth and stared at the distant sky, his expression a little crazy: "When it comes...when it comes."
"What is coming?"
"Said, imagined..." His voice was full of dying hoarseness: "Bigger than everything, look, in this world...it's coming soon."
Lu Xun's voice was very low: "How do you know?"
"I'm dying...I feel it, I hear it." His voice was so slow that it sounded like a long and silent whisper.
When he said this, the old man looked up at the gray sky above the city. It was so low, so low that it was scary, and it was pressing heavily on the horizon. The aurora was so bright, and the green light also became lower, mixing with the gray-black clouds. Lu Xun said that the reason why the aurora was so bright was that the base had adjusted the frequency of the artificial magnetic field to be stronger.
"People are born on the earth and die on the earth. The sky..." The old man looked peaceful, and his voice became softer and softer: "The sky will only get lower and lower."
- After the last word came out of his mouth, he slowly folded his hands.
His eyes slowly closed.
Xibei's knees softened, and he knelt in front of the old man, with his hands on his skinny knees: "Grandpa? Grandpa?"
No answer.
The old man's chest stopped rising and falling, and he had left.
Death is only a moment away.
Xibei shed two lines of tears in his eyes and buried his face in the old man's knees.
When he finally raised his head again, Anzhe whispered: "Are you okay?"
"I... I'm fine." Xibei stared at his grandfather's face and murmured: "Grandpa said before that he was afraid of death. He said that everyone has their own mission in life, and his mission is to protect everyone in the mine. He has... It's enough to be able to see the mine alive today."
He looked up at the old man's face, a haggard face covered with dust. The white hair was messy, and some places were tangled. In the dim underground, no one can live decently.
He said: "I... I'll go find a comb."
He got up in a daze and walked towards other rooms.
A late life died.
In this room, there was another life that had long been dead. An Zhe turned his head and looked at the sofa in the living room. There was a skeleton on the sofa.