The factory shrouded in darkness is like a sleeping giant, quietly waiting for intruders.
Looking up, the criss-crossing pipelines hang high above our heads, like a giant cold steel net.
Moving his eyes downward, he saw several corpses lying among the abandoned machinery piled on the ground.
Their limbs were twisted and their faces were horrified, as if they were silently telling the story of the brutal fighting they had experienced not long ago.
The wind poured in through the broken doors and windows, and there was a faint whine of "creak, creak".
A group of combatants holding Firearms surrounded them silently like a black tide.
They were dressed in pitch-black Combat Uniform, with advanced Tactical Mask equipment on their heads. Only a pair of eyes revealed the coldness of the forest.
The captain in the lead gave instructions silently through hand gestures, and the team members quickly spread out in a fan shape, with uniform and well-trained movements.
Deep in the darkness, Fang Cheng was quietly lurking among several mammoth machines, his motionless figure blending into the surrounding environment full of rust and oil.
His eyes are like stars in a cold night, twinkling slightly, and his ears are like precise radars, capturing even the smallest movement around him in all directions without blind spots.
Suddenly, an almost inaudible sound of footsteps came into my ears, approaching here.
As if a hunting mechanism had been triggered, Fang Cheng instantly accurately determined the enemy's position.
The muscles all over his body immediately started to move, and he held the Dagger in his hand, with the tip of the blade facing down, restraining the cold edge in his palm.
Then quietly follow the mechanical Shadows and touch the target step by step.
Like a cheetah hiding in the dark night, ready to pounce at any time.
Phew!
With a soft sound, Fang Cheng struck out like lightning, wiping the enemy's throat with Dagger.
The sound of blood splattering briefly echoed in the silent workshop, and was quickly swallowed up by darkness.
The team member's eyes widened and he subconsciously covered his throat with his hands, trying to stop the gush of blood, but it was in vain.
Fang Cheng's quick eyesight and quick hands prevented him from falling down and making a sound. Instead, he covered his mouth, carefully supported his shoulders, and gently laid him down on the ground as if he were placing a fragile object.
The whole process went smoothly without any surprises.
However, just as he had finished disposing of the body, a bright flashlight beam pierced the darkness like a sharp sword and shined straight at his hiding place.
Immediately afterwards, "click, click, click", the bullets roared, Shooting hit the machinery and pipes, and sparks flew from the metal collision.
The surroundings instantly became noisy, with Gunfire being turned on, shouts, and instructions coming from Walkie-Talkie intertwined.
The tranquil atmosphere that was deliberately created just now was suddenly completely broken.
The whole workshop was like a frying pan, with Gunfire making a big move and bursting into flames.
Amidst the hail of bullets, Fang Cheng dodged left and right, continuously climbing over obstacles and shuttling between criss-crossing pipes.
With the Memory Palace formed in my mind in advance and familiar with the workshop environment, I quickly moved to another set Hunting position.
When he clung to the cold and rusty fuselage, holding his breath, trying to integrate himself into the darkness again.
But he was keenly aware of the sounds of footsteps around him, approaching from all directions.
These footsteps were steady and orderly, as if they had mastered some kind of high-tech equipment or special method for searching for hidden targets.
Obviously after the previous brief confrontation, the opponent quickly made effective tactical adjustments and formed an encirclement, intending to trap themselves in this area.
"In that case..."
A cold light flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes. He held Dagger tightly in his hand and shook it gently to shake off the blood beads.
The brain was running at high speed, quickly calculating the footsteps and breathing sounds coming from the surroundings.
Soon, it was roughly determined that there were thirteen enemies distributed in the encirclement, as well as their respective positions and distances.
Making a decision in his heart, Fang Cheng then crouched down and looked at the figures emerging in the darkness, ready to go.
Suddenly he kicked off his feet, and his body instantly shot out like an arrow from a string, rushing towards the player closest to him.
The man noticed something strange, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to raise his hand and raise his gun.
The figure of Fang Cheng had lowered itself into his arms like a ghost, with the determination to kill. The five fingers of his left hand were like steel hooks, locking the opponent's finger that pulled the trigger.
Then Exert Force was twisted violently, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and Finger Bones broke.
Before the scream could escape his throat, the Dagger held tightly in Fang Cheng's right hand had already drawn a cold arc in the air and cut into the enemy's throat.
The blood arrow spurted out instantly, and the warm blood splashed on Face Mask, who was as ferocious as a demon.
The player's eyes widened, and his body instantly collapsed softly.
Almost at the same time, the other two team members on the left had already heard the sound and rushed to support. They even fired without hesitation while running.
Bang bang bang!
The bullet whizzed past Fang Cheng's side, hit the pipe next to it, and splashed out a string of sparks.
Fang Cheng's eyes were as calm as water. He reacted quickly and used the body of the team member as a cover. At the same time, he grabbed the assault rifle in his hand and decisively pulled the trigger.
In an instant, the barrel of the gun roared, tongues of fire spewed out, and the opponent started a fierce exchange of fire.
Bang, bang!
The two bullets aimed at the target in Eagle Eye Vision, swept out precise trajectories, and suddenly hit the unprotected neck.
The two running Shooting team members fell forward uncontrollably and hit the Cement ground with a dull sound.
And just after the bullet was fired, Fang Cheng turned around without hesitation without waiting for confirmation that the target had been killed, pulled the trigger again, and fired another round.
At this time, three team members happened to form a triangle and came over from behind. They were so frightened that they quickly dodge.
With the help of short-term fire suppression, Fang Cheng threw away the assault rifle that had emptied its magazine, and without stopping, he burrowed into the gap in a nearby pipe like a loach.
His steps were light and agile, jumping between pipes like an ape.
Relying on his familiarity with the workshop environment, after going around in a circle, he appeared again above the heads of the three team members who were using Walkie-Talkie to communicate and search for targets.
Fang Cheng, who was condescending, looked at the gap between the enemy's magazines and immediately launched a surprise attack like a divine soldier from heaven.
With the momentum of jumping down, Fang Cheng raised his right elbow high and suddenly hit one of them on the head.
With a muffled "bang" sound, the man's head felt like a heavy hammer, Face Mask and the Tianling Gai were shattered together, and he died immediately without even making any sound.
The moment he landed on the ground, Fang Cheng took advantage of the situation and ducked down. Before the other two people could react, he kicked one of them off with a sweeping kick, Tibia.
At the critical moment, he quickly dodged another round of bullets fired from the side.
Then with the help of "Dance of Lightning" to accelerate, his left leg was slashed out like a battle axe, kicking the other team member who was shooting with both his gun and his body into the other pursuers who were following him.
This kick carries fatal power, like a truck knocking people away. While killing the target, it also Borrowing Momentum blocks the sight and fire attacks of those who come after.
Fang Cheng didn't give them a chance to breathe. Dagger was reversed in his hand, and immediately like a black lightning, he quickly rushed into the chaotic crowd and carried out Close-Quarters Combat brazenly.
In the chaotic Gunfire, tongues of fire erupted and cold light flickered.
Cut the throat, stab the chest, grab the lock, break the bones, seize the gun, and fight back.
The movement was completed in one go, sending them back to the west neatly, and a large pool of blood instantly flowed on the ground.
Before he could stop to take a breath for half a second, he heard the footsteps of another pursuer approaching from behind.
Fang Cheng immediately turned around, fired again to suppress, while dodging and retreating, and readjusted Offensive Rhythm.
In this way, we use the complex maze-like terrain to constantly deal with these pursuers, using thunderous means to defeat and hunt them down one by one.
A few minutes later.
The gunpowder smoke dispersed in the workshop and deathly silence returned.
The weak moonlight filtered in through the broken windows, vaguely reflecting a scene that had been devastated by war Baptism.
The machinery and equipment are full of potholes and pits, making them look even more dilapidated.
The paint on the pipes peeled off and the pipes were riddled with bullet marks, exposing the rusty interior.
Corpses were scattered everywhere, and the state of death was shocking.
Some throats were cut open with sharp blades, and their skin and flesh were turned out, making them hideous and terrifying.
Some of the limbs were twisted, obviously having been hit by heavy objects, and the broken bones were broken through the flesh.
The dark red blood had already gathered into a stream, meandering along the ground, emitting a pungent fishy smell.
The Earpiece, which fell without its owner, emitted a "sizzling" sound of electricity, which was particularly harsh in the silence.
Click.
A dark figure emerged from the darkness, stepped over the corpse, and crushed Earpiece.
The evil ghost-like Face Mask looked cold and ruthless, but the pupils behind Goggles were faintly flickering with Red Light.
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Face Mask exhaled a breath of cold white air from the ventilation hole, Fang Cheng raised his eyes and glanced around.
No other figures appeared in the field of vision, and it seemed that all the enemies in this area had been cleared.
"If those gunmen who appeared on the top floor of the workshop were all the personnel, maybe only..."
As he was calculating in his mind, Fang Cheng's heart suddenly jumped and the hairs on his arms stood up.
He immediately turned sideways and flew out without hesitation.
And at the moment Fang Cheng made the save, a cold light suddenly appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air, and suddenly passed through where he was standing.
Tsk!
With a sharp cracking sound, the clothes at the shoulders were torn.
Fang Cheng rolled on the spot to a few meters away and quickly raised his head to look at Sneak Attack.
But no one could be seen, only a Dagger floating in the air, shining with an icy luster under the weak moonlight.
It's as if Ghost is controlling it, showing endless weirdness.
The Dagger hit missed, did not stop, and then approached again, stabbing Fang Cheng's throat.
The movement is so fast, like a shooting star in the dark night, that no one has time to blink.
There was no room for Fang Cheng to breathe or react.
Faced with such a weird scene, Fang Cheng had no time to think about it. He leaned back, twisted his waist and abdomen, kicked his legs off the ground Exert Force, and slid out instantly.
While sliding past a corpse, he grabbed the assault rifle that was thrown on the ground. Before he could get up, he opened fire Shooting in the direction where Dagger was coming.
Da da da da da!
The bullets shot past like a swarm, illuminating a small area in an instant.
At the same time, it also whizzed around, searching for enemies that might be hiding inside.
However, apart from the bullets hitting the surrounding machinery and pipes, causing strings of sparks and flying debris, no trace of the Sneak Attack was found.
Even the Dagger disappeared out of thin air.
There were only a few bullets left in the rifle and they were all shot quickly.
The surroundings returned to darkness again, and the silence was suffocating.
But Fang Cheng can clearly feel that Danger is still following him, lurking in some invisible corner, waiting for opportunities to move.
Suddenly, I felt a chill on my shoulder, accompanied by a faint itching feeling.
After the clothes were torn, a thin line of dark red blood oozed out from the exposed muscles.
Fang Cheng glanced at it and felt his heart tightening.
This Dagger can easily cut through the tough Combat Uniform fabric, and it also leaves wounds on itself, which shows that the sharpness is extraordinary.
At this moment, a voice sounded faintly:
"Your reaction is pretty quick."
The voice was cold, eerie, and a bit joking.
It echoed in the dead silence of the workshop, as if a ghost was really talking to itself.
Fang Cheng instantly raised his spirit to the extreme, turned on Eagle Eye Vision, and glanced at the voice Source like a torch.
Trying to find out the guy hiding in the dark and pretending to be a ghost.
However, apart from the dark outlines of various mechanical equipment, there was no other slightly unusual shadow in the workshop.
The other party obviously possesses some extremely special ability.
It seems to blend the body into the refraction of background light waves, thereby achieving the effect of Optical Camouflage.
It can also suppress the sound of breathing and heartbeat just like its own, and can even eliminate the sound of footsteps and odor molecules emitted by the body while moving.
That's why it appears so elusive, making it difficult for even Fang Cheng to detect its True Form presence.
Just now, the opponent launched Sneak Attack without any warning. The reason why I was able to react in time and avoid the killer move.
It is entirely due to the Spirit Attribute of more than 40 points that it inspired Sixth Sense for Danger.
After a pause, the voice said again:
"However, if you can only reach this level, I'm afraid you won't be able to cause any harm to me."
Fang Cheng snorted coldly and responded, "Really, you can try again."
"Oh, do you have any hidden tricks?"
The voice was joking, and it was obvious that he didn't care about Fang Cheng's words.
Fang Cheng's eyes were like a torch, staring closely at the direction from which the sound came, and said:
"You must be the Commander of this team. Since I can kill all your members, I can easily deal with you."
The Master who made that voice was the Ghost who was watching the game at Surveillance Room before.
He secretly directed the battle, deliberately waiting until Fang Cheng relaxed before launching a fatal blow.
Unfortunately, it was not as successful as expected.
Then, Ghost sneered. He was not angered by this, but asked in a deep voice:
"Since you dare to be enemies with us Noah Organization, you should have some background, you can't be just a nobody, right?"
Fang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a trace of disdain:
"The things your organization does are outrageous and punishable by everyone. As for my origin, you don't need to know. Anyway, you can't leave today."
The two of them were talking trash to each other, seemingly waiting for something.
Although Fang Cheng was acting arrogant at the moment, his mind was extremely calm. He magnified Sensory Perception to the limit, intending to locate the enemy's traces.
After Ghost waited for a while, he saw that Fang Cheng was still alive and kicking, so he couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"Next, my attack strength will be doubled. I hope your skills are as tough as your mouth."
After speaking, as the voice disappeared, his whole body seemed to completely disappear into the darkness, like water droplets blending into ink, leaving no trace.
Fang Cheng I just felt that a strong Danger Aura was surrounding me, as if a pair of invisible hands were slowly strangling my throat.
In this attack, the Dagger in the opponent's hand also became invisible.
The threat hiding in the darkness is as elusive as Ghost.
However, Fang Cheng suddenly raised his eyes and stared in a certain direction.
Although the opponent can cover up his own smell, heartbeat, breathing and footsteps, it is difficult to cover up all the movements when launching an attack.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes became sharper, like Falcon locking onto its prey.
The surrounding air made an extremely subtle flowing sound, as if a string had been gently plucked, creating waves of ripples.