"I will retire after I finish solving this matter." Ling Chong sighed in a low voice as he looked up at the lone lamp above his head and then down at his own hands.

The palms of his hands were still trembling with shock and fear. Ling Chong could not forget the indescribable feeling in his heart when he realized that his senses and actions were all controlled by other people's forged illusions, even though he had been close to death several times.

As a veteran who has witnessed many lives and deaths, he still can't help but feel chills running down his spine.

If it were Aaron, he wouldn't be as hopeless as himself. Ling Chong suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile. After all, he was different from Aaron. Aaron, who was carefree, could take any risks and take any risks just to fulfill himself.

However, Ling Chong, who is nearing retirement, has too many things - his wife, daughter, old comrades who were wronged and victimized, and of course Aaron, who he has always regarded as his own son. There are too many people waiting for him.

To take care of these people, he was extremely afraid of death every time he thought about these people.

Of course, this does not mean that he thinks Aaron is heartless. In addition to the life-saving grace of his old comrade, Ling Chong likes and takes care of Aaron so much. Another point is that this child's personality is very similar to his younger self. Some people may think

Because he regretted and hated everything he did when he was young, Ling Chong was definitely not among them. On the contrary, he had no regrets about his young years, so he especially wanted to take care of this junior who was carved out of the same mold as himself when he was young.

"Work harder, it's not over yet!" He stretched out his hand and patted his face hard. The sobriety brought by the pain temporarily dispelled the dark clouds in his heart. The bloody lessons on the battlefield told him that regret would only lead to regret before the gaffe was resolved.

When the situation worsens, the real solution is to let go of unnecessary emotions and immerse yourself in facing the problem itself.

Find Aaron and ensure his safety. Everything else will be decided after completing this goal. Ling Chong immediately set a simple and simple action goal for himself.

Taking out the weapons hidden on his body, Ling Chong walked towards the depths of the passage without hesitation. If Aaron could still move normally with his own will, he would definitely continue to move forward. After all, if that kid knew what it means to retreat when faced with difficulties.

Giving up halfway, they shouldn't be in this damn place now. The best way to meet him is to take the same path as him, so that even with the worst luck, the two of them can meet at the end of the route.

As for Lan Tian and Zhou Yuqing, Ling Chong doesn't worry about their safety at all. Both of them are capable of taking care of themselves, and their actions will be much more rational than Aaron's. Let alone be reduced to being taken care of by Ling Chong, if they are lucky

Maybe it would be Ling Chong who asked them for help before we could meet again.

The tunnel flickered on and off with the distance of the lights, reminding Ling Chong to vaguely recall the war years that he had been trying to forget for half his life. In order to avoid the targeted bombing of peacekeeping drones, the guerrillas built a terrifying network of underground tunnels in the mountainous area.

, in order to eradicate resistance, the peacekeeping forces can only send small groups of troops deep into the tunnel network to chase and annihilate the fleeing enemies. That kind of battle is a painful memory for both the pursuing party and the pursued party. The civilized veil of high-tech warfare is hidden in the darkness.

The tunnel was suddenly torn to pieces, and various insidious traps and ambushes kept the pursuers in terror all the time. The inhumane weapons thrown in by the peacekeeping forces made Ling Chong even as the party who initiated the massacre.

I can't bear it.

Everything that happened in those tunnels will eventually be buried deep underground, and all reports of the inside story will be suppressed. The flesh and blood of the creatures it devoured will be given the cheap title of "martyr" or "terrorist". Those who survive will

He was asked to keep silent.

When the war ended, Ling Chong thought that what he experienced there would never happen again, but he never expected that it would happen again in a corner of the earth - not thousands of miles away, but just underground, less than an hour's drive from his hometown.

Pretty much the same thing.

The smell of blood penetrated his nose. It was not an illusion but a real pungent smell. Ling Chong became nervous reflexively. This smell that he had long been accustomed to seemed to come from the corner of the road ahead. Ling Chong tightened his grip.

He picked up his weapon and tiptoed to the corner, quickly poked his head inside and then immediately pulled back.

There was a person standing in the passage behind the corner, and another person was lying at his feet. The smell of blood should be emanating from one of the two people, and the back of the person standing looked familiar to Ling Chong, very close to that person.

The guide given to them by the tribe of Yuwan.

Negotiate or just open fire? Shooting first and asking questions later is undoubtedly the safest choice. However, Ling Chong now has too many things that he needs to find someone to ask clearly. Keeping that guide alive is definitely more useful than a dead man. At least he knows the way better than himself.

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With this thought in mind, Ling Chong calmed down and slowly walked out of the corner.

"Don't act rashly, I'm just for safety reasons." The muzzle of the gun was pointed firmly at the guide who had his back turned to him. Ling Chong made a voice to inform the other party of his existence and intentions, "Who is that person on the ground? What did you do to him?"

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"..." The guide remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything and still stood there blankly. The silence in the tunnel was eerie.

"Answer my question, or I will regard you as my enemy." The other party's strange reaction made Ling Chong even more nervous. The most terrifying danger of immortality in the world is the unknown.

The guide still remained silent, but he slowly tilted his head in the direction of Ling Chong, as if he was looking at the man who was threatening him with a gun from the corner of his eye.

"Last warning, if you don't say anything, I'm going to start a robbery." Ling Chong felt a numbness in his scalp. He had faced off against lunatics and murderers many times in his life, but this guy in front of him gave him a different feeling than ever before.

, that guide seemed to be an empty shell that had been hollowed out inside, but Ling Chong could not determine what was inside.

"Click!" Suddenly the guide's right hand twisted backwards in a weird arc that a normal person would never be able to form, and the palm covered with leather gloves pointed at Ling Chong.

"Damn it!" The experienced Ling Chong immediately understood the situation. With the help of super reflexes brought by the internal implants left over from his military days, he took a step back and retreated behind the corner.

What followed was a burst of shooting. If Ling Chong had tried to shoot before the opponent shot or was just a step late, he might have been beaten to a pulp by the overwhelming firepower. Fortunately, Ling Chong's previous

Many of his comrades had either taken the initiative or been forced to undergo prosthetic transformation for combat specialization. This made him familiar with how stronger and faster the prosthetic weapons were compared to the human body in encounter situations, so he decisively chose the latter.

Withdraw. At the same time, Ling Chong found that the guide who attacked him did not seem to be very proficient in using his new body. Judging from his reaction when he lost the target just now and poured out firepower to suppress it, it seemed that this person had not received too formal military training. Support him in fighting.

It's more about experience and instinct.

"...Gamble." In terms of firepower, there is absolutely no way he can win. The further the distance, the greater the disadvantage. The opponent knows the route here better than you do. Escape may not be possible. What seems to be the most dangerous head-on conflict is actually

It is the choice with the highest probability of survival.

As the saying goes, when encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Curling his body into a ball and contracting his core strength as much as possible, Ling Chong handed the gun to his left hand and held the fighting knife he carried with him in his right hand. At the same time, he leaned against the corner and held his breath, quietly listening to the footsteps coming from the other side of the corner.

As expected, the guide did not intend to let Ling Chong go. Finding that random suppression and shooting would not help, he immediately chased Ling Chong in the direction in which he was escaping. It seemed that he did not consider whether he would be ambushed by Ling Chong when he crossed the corner.

Is it lack of experience or overconfidence in the effectiveness of the prosthetic body? Ling Chong had no way of judging what the other party was thinking. He could only breathe steadily and wait for the moment when Tu Qiong Dagger saw him. As he approached the corner, the guide's pace suddenly accelerated, as if he was planning to use sprint to break through Ling Chong.

As a possible ambush, Ling Chong almost simultaneously slammed forward with one shoulder!

"Bang!" As expected, the two collided with each other in the air. The guide who should have been shocked by the rules had a dead expression and moved his prosthetic limb to fight back. However, his arm was stuck by Ling Chong using the knife in his right hand.

Damn it, although the power was dominant, it was limited by distance and angle and it was difficult to operate for a while. At this time, Ling Chong's left hand had broken away from the guide's left hand and put the muzzle of the gun directly in front of the guide's eyes.

"Poof!" The extremely close range Gauss bullet shot instantly shattered the guide's eyeball and turned the brain behind the eyeball into a ball of paste. Ling Chong fired a second shot at the second eye without hesitation, and then

He rolled onto his side to separate himself from the guide's body, and at the same time nervously stared at the guide's prosthetic limb to see if it was still moving.

As expected, the prosthetic limb waved unwillingly a few times, but as the host body rapidly apoptotic, it fell to the ground unwillingly.

"...What's going on with this guy?" Ling Chong killed the guide cleanly, and Ling Chong looked at the body on the ground in confusion.

Ling Chong had killed many people on the battlefield, but the people who died in his hands had never behaved so stupidly at the last moment of their lives like this guide, as if they didn't care about their own safety at all.

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"Along may be in danger. I have to find him quickly." Ling Chong dragged the guide's body to the center of the road and pointed it towards his own path. Ling Chong hoped that it would serve as a road sign, and then hurriedly moved deeper.
Chapter completed!