Chapter 197 Monster! There is a monster! 1

Just when they last met, Wang Xiaoliu's brother Wang Danian secretly told Wang Xiaoliu that the base seemed to have changed its experimental project and was studying something very dangerous. The alert level had been raised three times in two months, and a group of people were parachuted in.

The agent was hunting spies in the base every day with his gun in hand and his eyes wide open. He was a little scared and wanted to persuade Wang Xiaoliu to wash his hands in the golden basin and not come again next time.

But the eldest daughter of Wang Xiaoliu's family will start to go to elementary school next year, and her mother-in-law's belly is getting bigger again. This is not only the tuition fee but also the milk powder money, which makes Wang Xiaoliu anxious. He begged his brother to do it again.

once.

Wang Danian agreed.

Wang Xiaoliu loaded up all the valuable things and looked forward eagerly to the transaction day.

On the wasteland in the distance, the outline of the northwest base is already vaguely visible.

Wang Xiaoliu cheered up, touched his sore buttocks, and slightly moved his stiff waist and knee joints.

There is a high fence in front, and the words "Military restricted area, no entry" are hung on the fence.

Drive along the fence for a while, and there will be a remote warning point there with a small door for entry and exit. His brother Wang Danian will be on duty every five days, and at this time, Wang Xiaoliu will be like this,

Make a large circle around the wasteland and send things there in a hidden way.

Wang Xiaoliu quickly drove to the place where they had been handing over the goods.

Looking at it from a distance, Wang Xiaoliu was shocked: "It's strange, no one is standing guard today?"

As a base with a very high level of confidentiality, the Northwest Base has standard 24-hour guard duty at each guard point, rain or shine. The sentries on guard stand as straight as javelins. No matter whether it is the scorching sun or the freezing cold, they cannot let go.

They waver.

It’s not surprising that there are people standing guard, but it’s shocking that no one is standing guard.

Every time Wang Xiaoliu came here in the past, he would see people standing guard.

But no one is here today.

"Brother Danian is really becoming more and more courageous. He even dares to escape while standing guard." Wang Xiaoliu muttered, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the entrance.

However, when he got closer and saw the guard box and the "thing" inside the guard box clearly, the hairs on his body stood up and he suddenly stepped on the brakes.

There was a small pile of clothes piled on the floor of the sentry box covered with faded red cloth. They were familiar military uniforms, as if someone had taken them off and thrown them there casually.

The military uniform was stained with dark red blood, and the camouflage-colored coat seemed to be wrapped with some strange flesh and blood, which seemed a bit like pig urine that had been left out for several days, mixed with broken white bone stubble.

Not far from the sentry box, there was a round, spherical object, red and white.

When Wang Xiaoliu saw clearly what the spherical object was, his expression couldn't help but change from anticipation to horror.

That's a head.

A head with scalp and face removed.

It lay quietly on the ground, its eyes had rotted away, turned into black and white thick water and flowed down the naked muscles on its cheeks, leaving only a pair of empty eye sockets, staring at Wang Xiaoliu aimlessly.

Is it Wang Danian?

Is this head Wang Danian’s?

Does that dress belong to Wang Danian?

Are those flesh and blood organs Wang Danian’s?

Wang Xiaoliu thought about these questions, but his thinking was in chaos and he was unable to give an accurate answer at all.

But he came to an obvious answer - someone died.

Moreover, the death was so cruel and bizarre that even the serial killers in horror movies who are good at dismembering bodies would be defeated.

Who on earth dares to kill the sentries standing guard at the northwest base?

Who is it that has such a deep grudge against the deceased that he has to torture the corpse into this state?

Wang Xiaoliu couldn't understand, and he didn't want to understand.

In an instant, he made a very correct decision based on his own instinct.

--escape!

——Run away!

No matter where the murderer came from, no matter how these stumps became like this, he wanted to escape as far away as possible!

Wang Xiaoliu suppressed his nausea and fear and quickly turned the car around. When he was halfway through the U-turn, he suddenly saw something in the rearview mirror that made his hair stand on end.

That's a piece of skin.

A gray-white piece, like the human skin of a deceased person.

Its head had only one outer layer of skin and had lost its human appearance. Its empty eye sockets were entangled with wriggling red threads.

Its body resembles a person walking on all fours, but the inside is empty, with no flesh, bones, and internal organs. There are only some red mesh structures, like blood vessels, with bright red liquid flowing in the blood vessels.

It is slowly rising from the pile of flesh and blood.

It is an indescribable monster.

Just looking at it, Wang Xiaoliu felt that his eyes hurt and hurt, as if he accidentally got pepper water into his eyes.

Although his eyes were so stimulated that he burst into tears, as a veteran driver with ten years of driving experience, Wang Xiaoliu still quickly completed the standard actions of pressing the clutch, shifting gears, and stepping on the accelerator without even being able to open his eyes.

The small truck converted from retired military vehicles sped along the uneven wilderness road.

The strange pollutant walked strange steps behind him, as if dancing. In this crazy posture, it sang and danced, sending out broken and messy prayers.

"Mi..."

The sound was not loud, but it was hoarse and strange, like the piercing scream of a grinding wheel rubbing against metal.

It fell in Wang Xiaoliu's ears like a demonic sound.

He screamed, fell down, and tried his best to steady the steering wheel with both hands.

“…ajnigis…”

Along with the harsh prayers, unbearable pain hit Wang Xiaoliu, like a red-hot knife thrust into his brain and stirring.

Every time he stirred, he felt that the skin all over his body was itchy and painful, as if the skin was involuntarily leaving his body.

He didn't know what he encountered, and he didn't know what the human-skin monster was. He just instinctively stepped on the accelerator forcefully and crazily.

“…min esti…”

The small truck was speeding through the wilderness of the Gobi desert, passing between the rocks. The body of the truck was jumping up and down, as if it would hit the rocks or roll over in any second.

But Wang Xiaoliu didn't care. He could neither see nor hear clearly. He still stepped on the accelerator with the fierce determination to survive.

“… homo.”

escape.

escape.

escape.

It was bad luck for him to die on the way to escape.

Death in the hands of that monster is the most terrifying thing.

I don’t know how long I drove or how long I ran away, but the singing behind me finally faded away.

Wang Xiaoliu still didn't stop.

With red eyes, he endured the pain all over his body and rushed forward numbly, fiercely and desperately.

When he finally drove into the town of Gray River, he finally couldn't help shouting "Monster! There is a monster!", rolled and crawled out of the car, and fell to the ground.

But in front of him, the familiar crowd showed frightened expressions and dispersed, pointing at him from a distance and shouting: "Monster! There is a monster!"

Wang Xiaoliu lay on the ground, turned his head, and saw that his body, from the chest down, had all the flesh and blood corrupted and disappeared.

Instead, there was a thin, empty layer of gray-white skin.

He looked at his body and then at the frightened crowd around him. His body was still in pain, but his mind became calmer.

Strange prayers flow through my heart like musical notes.

“Mi…ajnigis… min… esti… homo.”

He began to sing loudly.
Chapter completed!