Under the bright light, Zhao Ziyang and his party saw the appearance of this middle-aged man clearly: white, tall, slightly thin, with an extremely pale face, no blood at all, and he looked like a zombie.

"Want to know who I am?" The middle-aged man made a faint voice and smiled.

In the final analysis, this smile is not a pure smile, but a grinning action. It can be determined from the grin that he is smiling.

"Who you are is not that important. We are not here to seek answers." Zhao Ziyang looked up at the middle-aged man's cheek and said loudly: "If you can take off the layer of human skin on your face, maybe I will know.

Who are you."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was startled for a moment and laughed loudly: "Hahaha... Very interesting young man, but I can't take off this human skin. I think this is better. By the way, this is the exit you came from.

It has been completely sealed. It is indeed a good idea to complete the blasting, but unfortunately it will bury you all inside."

"How can you be so bad?" The little wild cat pointed at the middle-aged man as if its tail was burned and said loudly and confidently: "This is not fair, how about you let us out and start over?"

The words of the little wild cat were naturally to vent her dissatisfaction. She had had enough of the smell of corpses. If she had a choice, she would rather hide in the hotel and watch TV series.

"Well... what you said is very good, I seem to be a little unfair." The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said: "In this way, I will give you a fair, we can play a game."

Hearing the word "game", everyone's hearts trembled. Of course they knew how the game was played. They usually played a fair game with one party in complete control, and the final result was that all the players were killed.

.

"Oh, game? I like it. First, tell me how to play this game?" Zhao Ziyang looked calm.

"It's very simple. There are three more passages here. If you can successfully walk out of one, you will win. But I want to warn you that any passage here is not that simple. You will face the threat of death."

"What if not?"

"You don't have to play." The middle-aged man nodded, shrugged and said, "But you have to make a choice. One is to keep these women, and the others can get out alive; the other is to die if you all die.

So simple."

What kind of choice is this?

Before Zhao Ziyang and the others could figure it out, there was a sudden sound of rocks loosening above the arena, and then, heavy machine guns stretched out from the wall, and the black muzzles were pointed at them.

These heavy machine guns formed a circular encirclement, blocking every corner, leaving them with no way to escape. As long as the machine guns spit out tongues of flame, what awaits them is to be torn into pieces by the warheads.

"It seems we have to follow your instructions." Zhao Ziyang said helplessly.

"I give you the right to choose, because I am very fair." The middle-aged man made a smile again, pointed at the heavy machine gun and said: "Actually, these heavy machine guns are not what I meant, because there is no need at all, so you are not allowed to blame me.

.Okay, now tell me your choice."

In this case, there is no need to choose at all. They will not leave Alexandra and Angel here, nor will they stand here like fools and let the machine guns beat them into a pulp. So they must go through another passage.

, no matter how dangerous it is.

"Tell me where the passage is." Zhao Ziyang raised his head.

"There are three passages, one passage for each beast room. Let me think about it, there are twenty-six of you, an average of eight people in a group, and there are two more people... This is not okay, it is not fair at all, you must be in each group

There are eight people, otherwise...well, let me help you."

"Ta-ta-ta..." A heavy machine gun spurted out tongues of flame without warning, instantly beating the two mercenaries with holes and throwing them to the ground.

"Oh shit!"

"You bastard!"

Curses immediately came from the mouths of the mercenaries. They saw their companions being beaten to pieces, and they immediately became furious. Even though they were furious, they had no choice, because they were firmly held in the hands of the other party, and their lives were not at all under their control.

.

"Why are you so vicious? Fairness, I'm just giving you fairness." The middle-aged man said very reasonably: "Each group has eight people, and a group of eight people enters a passage. If there is one extra person in two groups, then

Doesn't it increase the chance of survival? What I did is correct, we are all civilized people."

"What if we don't follow your wishes?" Zhao Ziyang stared at the other party and said solemnly: "We will be together and let your fairness go to hell."

"It's not up to you." The middle-aged man made another smile.

The mercenaries who had been staring at the heavy machine guns around them noticed that several heavy machine guns began to adjust their angles, and immediately issued a warning sound.

"avoid!"

"Da da da..." Flames sprayed out, and rows of warheads fired wildly at Zhao Ziyang and his party.

After the mercenaries were reminded again, they immediately evaded and avoided the ballistic trajectory caused by the machine gun fire.

The warhead hit the hard stone slab, instantly creating a long crater in the stone slab. The hard and sharp gravel jumped up and pounced on the mercenaries mercilessly, stabbing their lower bodies fiercely.

The good thing is that they were fully prepared and wore protective clothing to prevent zombies from scratching and biting them, otherwise they would be covered in blood from the gravel.

The gunfire stopped, and the lurkers who were originally standing together were divided into three large pieces under the trajectory of the machine gun: Zhao Ziyang, Little Wild Cat, and Blade were together; Angel, Hunting Fox, Swart, and Goddess were together; Zhao Zheng was together

Rong, Alexandra, and Pandora are together.

"It's much fairer now, we can start. I wish you good luck, haha." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and walked away slowly, leaving behind the mercenaries who were divided into three pieces.

Seeing Angel opposite, Zhao Ziyang took a step forward. The moment he took a step, several heavy machine guns opened fire at them at the same time.

"Da da da..." The sprayed flames were so dazzling that they were driven towards the three animal rooms like sheep.

As they quickly retreated under the chase of the warheads, several other machine guns also sprayed out tongues of fire. The clear division of labor allowed them to continue to escape towards the animal room with a firepower net that they could not escape from. In a short period of time, the three

The group was forced to come to the animal room and look at each other across the wide square.

All the heavy machine guns were clearly divided into three parts and pointed at them, and the dark muzzles cut off their thoughts of rendezvous.

"There is no other way. We can only take one step at a time, hahaha..." Zhao Zhengrong was very optimistic. He smiled and shouted to Zhao Ziyang: "I say brother, take care, you must live, the little wild cat will pay

Here you go."

An Qier looked deeply at Zhao Ziyang, nodded vigorously at him, turned around and led her people into the beast room and entered the passage.

"Zhao Ziyang..." The little wild cat pulled Zhao Ziyang's arm, appearing to be frightened.

"Let's go!" Zhao Ziyang watched the other two groups disappear and led his own people into the beast room passage.

No matter whether it was before or after he came in, Zhao Ziyang had never experienced such a situation. He made countless speculations, but in the end he did not expect that people like him would become the object of the opponent's game.

A game has a maker and a participant. The maker is always the biggest winner, and the participant is always the loser, no matter how outstanding he is among the participants. The game they are now forced to play is a death game, maybe while the game is still there

They will all die before it is over.

"This is a lunatic." Daofeng shook his head and expressed his opinion of the middle-aged man.

"Yes, he's a madman." A lurker mercenary shrugged and said, "Boss, I don't think we can let that madman succeed. Those machine guns are not a big problem. There will always be a way to get rid of them.

Then there won’t be much of a threat.”

"The problem is huge." A God's Armed Alliance mercenary said in a deep voice: "The accurate ballistics means that every machine gun in the United States has a sharpshooter operating it. Do you think there may be only one living person here?"

"Hey, brother, it's because the ballistics are so precise that I don't think it's a big problem." The mercenary smiled and said, "Do you think it's possible to shoot such precise ballistics under manual control? I don't know if you've observed the impact point of the projectile. If

If you observe carefully, you will know that everything is controlled by computers."

"Computer control?" Zhao Ziyang frowned and asked, "Storm, are you sure?"

"Boss, I'm sure." Storm said very confidently: "I participated when Seth installed the base defense system. The distance between the impact points controlled by the computer is more inclined to the theoretical ballistic difference. If it is operated by a human, it will definitely not

There will be a theoretical ballistic difference because the machine gun will produce recoil when shooting. When precision is required, people will use their bodies to counteract the recoil force, and the ballistic gap will become smaller."

This analysis is very correct, it should be the computer controlling these machine guns.

At that time, Zhao Ziyang's attention was completely focused on the middle-aged man, and he did not pay attention to other things. After being reminded by the storm, he felt that there seemed to be something else inside.

"Maybe that's the case." The mercenary of the God's Armed Alliance nodded and said with doubts on his face: "Maybe there is only one person underground?"

As soon as this sentence was said, the remaining seven people showed extremely surprised expressions on their faces, but they quickly denied this guess. If nothing else, the power supply alone cannot be completely controlled by the computer. There must be something here

For a huge generator set, the computer will not provide diesel for the generator set.

"Okay, now let's put our speculations to rest. What we have to do is keep moving forward along the corridor. We don't know when the danger will come, so stay alert." Zhao Ziyang said to the mercenaries.

, leading the way.

The eight people instantly formed a fighting group and moved forward cautiously.

The little wild cat clung to Zhao Ziyang's clothes and refused to let go. Now she didn't feel that Zhao Ziyang smelled bad, and her fear was greater than anything else.

The other two groups made the same guess. They walked along the corridor while guessing, not knowing where they would end up, but they would eventually have an answer.

The corridor that Zhao Ziyang's eight people walked became more and more spacious. Under the flashlight, the corridor that could accommodate five people walking side by side turned into a spacious driveway. It seemed that they were walking in this underground palace.

On the main road.

There will be a tall stone pillar every few dozen meters on both sides of the road. The stone pillars are carved with things painted by ancient Egyptian craftsmen. These things are not important to Zhao Ziyang and others, they are of interest to archaeologists.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, a huge building, or rather an underground city, dimly appeared in front of it.

"Boss, there is a city ahead." Feng Feng, who was observing with night vision equipment, said quickly: "There is no heat source, no life forms, it is a dead city."

City, underground city.
Chapter completed!