The hunters who went to the Giza Highlands to explore the truth came to the corridor again, and it was already night when they arrived at their destination. They did not choose to take action at night. According to their immature conclusion, these zombies are likely to be afraid of the sun.

With this summary, they changed the time to enter the exploration to daytime. Maybe this was not the most appropriate, but after all, daytime could bring them a sense of security, and they could find a sense of direction even if they retreated.

You definitely can't enter the pyramid anymore. You may be attacked by countless zombies as soon as you step in. This is not fun.

After much deliberation, they decided to enter the ruins on the north side of the pyramid, rest in the queen's coffin chamber in the ruins of the pyramid, and wait for dawn.

"For burst shooting, I think it would be more appropriate for us to go in at night, and if we enter in the dark, we cannot turn on the flashlight." A hunter suggested to the burst shooter.

This is the hunter who entered the corridor with a burst of fire. He thought about the behavior of the zombies over and over again and felt that the zombies had a special sensitivity to light.

At first, all these zombies were lying on the ground, motionless, just like dead corpses. But with the light of the flashlight, they began to slowly wake up, and then became violent. It can be seen that light is not only not their weakness,

And it can also awaken the violent elements hidden deep in their bodies.

"I have thought about this." She took a sip of water, took out a piece of cardboard from her pocket and handed it to the hunter: "I found this in the crack of the door, I choose to believe it."

There were only two words written on the cardboard: Fear of light.

This is of course what Zhao Ziyang meant. Since these people are cannon fodder, in addition to guiding them to find this place, we must also provide them with some necessary help.

These zombies are afraid of the light. The light makes them feel very uncomfortable, so they behave extremely violently. If they are in the dark, they are no different from ordinary zombies. Such low-level zombies are nothing to worry about.

"Do you believe it?" The hunter flipped through the cardboard, feeling that this was a bit unreliable.

"You know, this is the lurker guiding us." Diashe frowned and said, "I feel that our actions are completely under the control of the lurker, from the moment they let us go."

"If that's the case, why should we let them control us?" The hurricane nearby roared.

They know who the Lurker is better than anyone else. When they became a mercenary, their superiors organized them to study various mercenary organizations in the world. The most important thing to study was the Lurker Mercenary Group, and the Lurker Mercenary Group.

Zhao Ziyang.

"Listen." Point Shoot said in a low voice: "I suspect that the lurkers have encountered these situations earlier than us and have more experience than us, so the information they send will only benefit us. Although we have repeatedly encountered lurkers on the Libyan battlefield,

The two collided head-on, but in the face of this matter, maybe we are comrades-in-arms, understand?"

Hurricane shut his mouth. Indeed, if you think about the problem in this way, you can be sure that the lurker did not have any ill intentions towards them and was helping them.

"Rodriguez!" Hurricane suddenly said to Point Shooter: "Rodriguez, the most famous agent in the mercenary world, maybe he can help us."

As a professional agent in the mercenary industry, Rodriguez has basically dealt with any mercenary group. After the Hunters were established, he once approached the group leader and soldiers with a willingness to cooperate and wanted to achieve a goal.

We cooperated, but were rejected by the soldiers. The hurricane was nearby at that time.

The Hunter-Killer mercenary group does not need professional agents to help them find tasks, and the real purpose of their establishment is not to be mercenaries fighting for money. The purpose is already very clear, and it is for this Libyan war.

Their sacrifices have allowed the United States, which has retreated to the second line, to still gain great benefits. As for the way in which the benefits are obtained, it is a matter for the US government. They will never let their soldiers form a mercenary force without any benefits.

Nor did it say that he would let his soldiers die on the battlefield and then conduct experiments.

It should be said that using corpses killed in battle for experiments is just incidental. This is definitely not what they want.

"Satellite phone." Click shot gestured, took the satellite phone and handed it to Hurricane: "Contact Rodriguez and get the contact information of the lurker."

Obtaining the contact information of the lurker through Rodriguez is the only way now. Maybe we can get greater help from the lurker.

"Hello, I'm Rodriguez, how can I help you?" Rodriguez's always energetic voice sounded.

"Hello, Mr. Rodriguez, we are the Predators."

"Hunters? Oh my god, did I hear that right? You are actually hunters?" Rodriguez made a surprised sound, then lowered his voice and said: "With all due respect, you have been expelled from the mercenary world.

There will no longer be a hunter in the future. Not only will they be removed from the list, but now as long as a hunter mercenary is discovered, they will immediately be rounded up by the mercenary community."

Hearing this, Hurricane was stunned for a moment, but he immediately accepted the reality calmly. The title of hunter didn't matter to him, he didn't live for the word hunter, and besides, he didn't want to be a mercenary at all.

"But... I am willing to serve you. Whether you are a hunter or something else, I will introduce you to the mission. You know, your current situation is not the most miserable, the most miserable is the lurker. Two years ago,

About two years ago, they only had a few people left, and with my help, they achieved a great success. Haha, I'm not bragging. If you don't believe me, you can ask their leader. Oh, no

, you should ask the famous special forces soldier in the mercenary world, he still owes me a favor, hahaha..."

Hurricane did not doubt Rodriguez's words. He knew that it was a difficult time for the Lurkers.

"Mr. Rodriguez, I would like to ask you to do us a favor."

"Of course, no problem. Tell me what is your current combat effectiveness? I will arrange the most suitable mission for you. I promise you this." Rodriguez's spirit was greatly boosted. He liked this kind of down-and-out mercenary group the most.

, will always make him a lot of money.

"We don't need a mission, we want to get the contact information of the lurker." Hurricane thought for a moment and continued: "I know this is against the rules, but we really have a problem and need the help of the lurker. We will give you a

There is a considerable information fee, please help us."

"What? Do you want to negotiate with the lurkers?" Rodriguez made a surprised voice: "Oh my God, who in the mercenary world doesn't know that the lurkers have destroyed all your bases? Aren't you afraid of dying?

Their theory? No, no, no, I won't give it to you, because it will harm you. With all due respect, according to your development trend and potential, you may not be able to fight against the lurkers in ten or eight years."

"No, we need their help, and for this we are willing to pay you the information fee you deserve."

"Children, that will harm you. Oh... wait, how should this information fee be calculated?"

"Fifty thousand dollars!" Hurricane said.

"My health is a little bad. I should go to bed early. I have to go to Wall Street tomorrow. Crude oil has risen sharply recently. I want to see if I can make another profit..."

"Two hundred thousand dollars!" Hurricane gritted his teeth.

This is already a very high price, and it only requires one contact method.

"Listen!" Rodriguez's words were full of anger: "I will not betray my bottom line, I have my principles!"

"Five million dollars!" Dot Shot grabbed the phone and shouted loudly.

"Deal!" Rodriguez said decisively, then quickly said his bank account number and hung up the phone.

After obtaining Rodriguez's account, he immediately made a phone call and transferred $500,000 to Rodriguez's account through the bank. After the money arrived, Rodriguez immediately gave them the contact information of the lurker and

I scolded these guys in my heart for being such idiots.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang and others were playing a small game with the captured agent. The small game was called Tell the Truth, and it was stipulated that whoever told lies would be punished.

"Are the rules of the game clear?" Fox Hunter, wearing a tight black camisole, sat cross-legged opposite the agent.

The hunting fox wearing this outfit is extremely sexy. When he lowers his head, he can reveal a white ravine on his chest, which attracts people's imagination.

The agent nodded. He didn't want to play the game, but unfortunately he had to play even if he didn't want to. The consequences of playing were similar to those of not playing, but playing this game always made him feel like there was a glimmer of hope.

"Which department are you in?" Liehu lowered his head and asked, revealing a touch of white on his chest.

"I belong to the CIA." The agent responded very cooperatively, but his eyes glanced back and forth on the ground on both sides, showing a hint of fear.

On both sides were a row of toothpicks, a scalpel, a bucket of ice cubes, a hammer, a towel, and a small basin of water.

After seeing these things, the agent immediately understood the purpose of these things, so he preferred to tell the truth.

"Very good, you are telling the truth. It's your turn to ask me next." Liehu handed over the power to the other party.

This game is very fair, with every question and answer, there will definitely be no injustice due to race, ethnicity, or country.

"Who are you?" the agent asked.

"Hunting Fox." Liehu smiled, raised his head and asked, "The purpose of your coming here."

"Surveillance." After the agent finished answering, he was afraid that the answer was not detailed enough and added: "Monitor the personnel designated by the superiors. We usually have two people monitoring one target. These targets are retired mercenaries."

"Very good, now I hand over the rights to you again." Liehu smiled brightly, his beautiful cheeks extremely charming.

But this agent didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of the fox hunt. He knew that the woman in front of him was not simple. She was much more powerful than the Oriental woman who beat him wildly when she was caught.

"Why did you arrest me?" the agent asked.

"For playing games, well, it's my turn again."

Te Zi was stunned, knowing that he had asked the stupidest question.

"Why are you spying on them?" Liehu asked, scratching his chest casually with his nails.

The nails scratched a pink mark on Liehu's white chest. Not only was it not obtrusive, it also looked particularly delicate and charming.

"The superiors asked us to monitor." The agent opened his mouth and said, with a smile in his eyes.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere has relaxed, maybe it's because of his naturally romantic character, maybe he's learning to hunt foxes.

With a "swish" sound, the scalpel suddenly flew up, slashed towards the agent's calf like lightning, and then returned to its original position.

The muscles on the agent's calf slowly slipped away, and blood flowed like a spring.

"Ah!..." The agent cried out in pain.

"This is not the truth, so you are punished by the rules of the game." Hunter Fox licked his lips, his eyes radiating excitement.

Fox hunters like to play this kind of game, and mercenaries will always become a little perverted after working for a long time, and they all have a special hobby for this kind of violence and teasing people.

Ten minutes later, everything on the ground was fully used on the agent. When Fox Hunt was satisfied, the agent could only stare wide-eyed. There were ice cubes left in his mouth, and his teeth were knocked out one by one with a hammer.
Chapter completed!