Chapter 128 – Dragon Scale Demon Armor
The gold cast alien mask, after thousands of years of wear and tear, was still golden, and the mask we found in the jade coffin of the High Priest of the Consecrated King, except for the eye frame part, was basically identical, both with dragon horns, animal mouths, and fish-tail shaped ear sphincters, except that the latter was carried by a human being, while the mask that suddenly appeared on our flanks and spewed out a bright red poisonous mist now was much larger, and a pot of rice that used to be in the big cafeteria was not much different from a pot of rice. The mask was much larger, similar to a cauldron that used to be used in the cafeteria to cook pots of rice.
Only this a face to face, I have not had time to see clearly what is that thing, my heart jumped, my intuition tells me, not a zombie, hidden behind that mask is a spirit full of resentment, it sends out a heavy gasping, every time you exhale, a cloud of red mist, early to the body shrouded in it, can not see the whole picture.
At this time there is no time to lose, the body’s instinctive reaction, instead of thinking in the mind, I shrink backward and backward, leaping to the side of the rock behind, in order to maintain a safe distance from the opponent, the hand of the “Chicago typewriter” at the same time, turn the muzzle of the gun, aiming at the thing in the red fog a burst of shooting, the U.S. type M1A1 sub-machine gun continues to eject shell casings, emitting a symbol of death. The American M1A1 submachine gun continuously ejected shells, emitting a whistling that represented death.
The fired bullets were distributed in a wavy fan, all of them nailed into that intense red poisonous fog, the sound of metal being bounced resounded into a piece, it seemed that the thing in the red fog was covered with iron armor all over, I don’t know if this burst of strafing from us had caused any damage to it, at the moment when my body tumbled over the rocks and landed on the ground, the magazine of the M1A1 was already empty.
On the other side of the fat man and Shirley Yang also scattered at the same time to retreat, say when it is too late, then fast, solidified red fog violently dispersed, the golden light flashes of the mask from which sprang out, this time I borrowed the cold green light emitted from those female corpses in the water, I see clearly, a huge gold mask, the center of the only one-eyed, there is something like an eyeball in the spinning to and fro, the mask’s mouth is a shape of the tiger’s mouth, the mask is the mouth of a tiger, and it is a huge gold mask. At this point in time, the bloody mouth seems to be a door to hell, inside the pink flesh membrane, those flesh membrane seems to be some kind of insect mouthpiece, a big mouth, not like the palate bone animal mouth is up and down movement, but like around the spread, into a square, there is also a small mouth, said small mouth, swallow two or three living people at the same time is not a problem, there is no rows of teeth, but the mouth, but the four most corner, each has a solid teeth, and the mouth is a small mouth. There were no rows of teeth in the mouth, but rather, in each of the four corners of the mouth, there was a hard “meat” tooth.
All these features fully indicate that this huge thing is a bug, its back body is a layer of heavy and incomparable armor, under which there are countless non-stop movement of the palate feet, all of which are the human leg thick and thin “<" shaped foot claws, the body of the huge and thick, not inferior to the "Shading Dragon Mountain" under the green-scaled foot of the "Dragon Mountain". "under the green scale python, and it is also covered with a very thick scale-shaped bronze armor, covered with copper flowers, in the damp and dark gourd hole, this layer of armor has been quite a number of places to fall off, there are also some parts that have become mud, revealing the bright red armor inside, bright, seemingly more than a steel plate is still hard, the bullets hit the place where it is, are flowing out of a large number of yellow sap! The rest of the bullets were fired on the bronze dragon scales, and some of them pierced a few big holes in the gold mask, but this guy is really too big, and the outer red shell is as thick as steel, and it seems that the mighty power of the M1A1 is also difficult to pose a direct threat to it.
What is this thing? Bugs? Or is it an animal? Tianlong (an alias for centipede)? Not like, “Dragon” should be flat, this body is round and bulging, and there is only one eye, the gold mask on its head, and the bronze shell of the dragon scale, and by whom it is mounted? Damn, this trip to Yunnan bumped into things how are all so big.
A flash of lightning, how to think about it, no matter what it is, the first thing to take care of it, I see that the fog and out of the monster, in the gold mask after the mouth towards me lunged down, the hand of the sub-machine gun has run out of ammunitions, do not dare to fight, and the back of the underground water, the water there are countless floating corpses, there is no way back, had to lie down on the ground and roll to avoid the front of the cave, I see the cave oozing cold cold light in the light, cut through a golden light, is the first time to see a golden light. I saw the cave in the oozing cold green light, crossed a golden light, hit in the wolf’s tooth-shaped translucent mountain stone beside me, issued a deafening bang, I sucked in a mouthful of cold air, feet stomped on the mountain stone, by the power of this kick, the body will be sliding backward.
I did not expect that there is also a mountain rock at the top of the head to stop, mountaineering helmet hit the mountain rock, and did not slide out too far, giant golden mask covered by a strange insect, a hit fell short, without stopping to launch a second wave of attacks, I secretly screamed in my heart, M1A1 drums and magazines are in the backpack on the back of the fat man, I only have an empty gun in my hand, I had to pull out the mountaineering pickaxe to resist.
Nearby Shirley Yang and Fatty see me tight, one with a “Chicago typewriter”, the other with a “Swordsman” air rifle and pistol, shooting at the same time, aimed at the head of the big bug a burst of chaos.
Head with a gold mask, body batch of dragon scale bronze armor of the huge insect, was suppressed by the fierce rain of bullets, even shrinking his head, from the cracks of the bronze shell, as well as the mouth, constantly spitting out red poisonous fog, suddenly hidden in the red fog, so that it is difficult to capture the target shooting.
The cave was filled with red mist for a moment, visibility dropped a lot, I took this opportunity to shout to Fatty, “Fatty, bullets.”
Fatty immediately took a bullet drum full of bullets from the portable bag, threw it towards me, I just reached out to catch it, not waiting to replace the drum to the sub-machine gun, the red mist will suddenly drift away, the strange insects as if the dragon out of the clouds from the general scampered out, quickly pounced on me, I was annoyed unusually, this guy with me to fight with me, how to always punch me, but my heart is bright, this time angry angry, but can not be! Anxiety and tension, the difference between life and death, often only in the blink of an eye.
I immediately do not hide, two do not flash, take their own sub-machine gun on the drum speed, and the speed of the gold mask pounced over, did a bet on life and death as a bet on a big gamble, fat man and Shirley Yang just some rapid shooting, also exhausted the ammunition, are reloading the weapon, this time to see my life-threatening behavior, were shocked dumbfounded, a moment to forget where they are, stood on the spot in a daze.
When I raised the muzzle of the gun, the strange insect’s mouth has also been stretched out in front of me, I have no time to take into account who is faster than who, just by feel pulled the trigger, “Chicago Typewriter” is almost the top of the golden face of the giant’s mouth began to fire, the signature of the “Chicago Typewriter” is almost the top of the golden face of the giant’s mouth began to fire, the “Chicago Typewriter” is almost the top of the golden face of the giant’s mouth began to fire, the “Chicago Typewriter” is almost the top of the golden face of the giant’s mouth began to fire. The “Chicago Typewriter” was almost on top of the golden-faced giant’s mouth to start firing, the signature old-fashioned typewriter sound quickly rang ……
I heard a dull howl in my ears, the body is like a huge iron plate impact, by the golden mask toppled backward two heels, constantly backward, straight into the mountain wall to stop, every bone in the body hurts, if not wearing elbow pads and knee pads, the joints are not to be broken, I feel that the five viscera and six abdominals in the chest cavity are turned over two times to the point of not being able to breathe.
My big gamble seems to have succeeded, a long string of bullets, less than ten rounds or more, as if all of them hit in the mouth of that huge monstrous insect, the red poisonous mist shrinks to the corner of the gourd hole becomes thicker and thicker, and there is no longer any movement.
Fatty rejoiced, shouted to me: “Good old Hu, you are simply too heroic, I represent the Central Military Commission to congratulate you, our army will be in the following Huang Jiguang and Yang Genshi two comrades, awarded you the honorary title of Special Class Combat Hero, you will be the third in the history of the award, and also or of the legendary figure.”
Shirley Yang shouted at me from the other side, “What divine valor, you don’t want to die? It’s just crazy.”
I heard the fat man babbling, very angry, thinking this this fucking squeeze who ah, special combat hero which has not been honorably sacrificed, still think I die fast enough ah, want to talk back, but the whole body pain, words can not say, I stretch arms, stomp legs, fortunately did not suffer any hard injuries, internal injuries can not be cared for.
I suddenly feel a little twisted, the body seems to be missing something, panicked hand touch, touch the face, the bottom of the heart a cold, bad, this burst of life and death struggle, my gas mask was knocked off, this time my cold sweat immediately came out, just play with life, although life and death in the breath, but that is, after all, the life in their own hands, the initiative is in their own hands, so do not feel too scared, but did not feel too scared, but the life and death in the breath, but I do not feel too scared. Did not feel too scared, but no gas mask, now even if it is immediately back, afraid also finished, although we brought some antidote medicine, but that are some of the solution to ordinary snake venom, this red poisonous fog even if the medical saint Hua Tuo resurrected, I’m afraid that it is also difficult to wonderful, I have now inhaled how much poisonous gas? The thought of life and death, the heart is like a messy hemp, just want to poisoned what kind of symptoms, where should feel uncomfortable, so think, feel the whole body where uncomfortable, finished, finished, this time the Hu master I really want to return to the position, fuck his grandmother’s blame the fat man, for good reason to take what “special heroes of the battle” to curse! I’m sorry.
Shirley Yang also found my gas mask lost, rushed to the front, anxiously asked: “How did the gas mask fall? You …… where do you feel uncomfortable?”
I listen to Shirley Yang anxious to speak even the voice has changed, the heart suddenly feel very touched, the thought of their own imminent martyrdom, is about to say goodbye to her forever, suddenly cold hands and feet disheveled sat down on the ground, said to her: “I really can not do it this time, I can not say which is not comfortable, anyway, is now the whole body which are not comfortable, it seems to be infected by the poisonous gas has been expanded! It seems that the infection by the poisonous gas has expanded, probably has penetrated into the bone marrow and traveled through the nine orifices, and within a few moments, it may have to be …… I still have a few words I want to say in the end ……”
Fatty also grabbed over, one hand held my hand, the other hand put my mouth pressed, choked: “Hu Commander, you can never say the last words, you did not see the movie those who were shot revolutionaries, wounded not dead are not words, where the last line of words more than, after explaining the big things and small things and the party fee for the month, it is designated to ruffle the fart. ”
I pushed the fat man’s hand over my mouth away, and painfully said to him, “Comrades, what time is it now, and you still won’t let me say my last few words, do you think I’m willing to die? There are some things that if I don t let you guys know, I …… I just die but also die without meditation ah.”