In the underground corridor of the deserted island, two puddles of blood mixed with brain matter spread on the metal floor.
The corpses were still warm. A headless couple and a half-headed couple were lying on the ground, one near and one far away.
The remaining young man in the team, who was about the same age as Igor, was a newbie who had just joined CP4. He was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.
"Please…Please don't kill me, I just joined.”
Igor turned a deaf ear to the other party's pleas and walked toward the enemy while stepping on the blood.
"I really…I really don't know where he is!"
What the young man said was indeed the truth. CP4 was an organization known for its secrecy and assassination.
Because they served the Heavenly Dragon people directly, although their strength was not top-notch, their confidentiality was definitely ranked first in the navy.
However, the young man had obviously made a mistake in trying to move Igor through pity and sincerity.
"To survive in this world, being weak is the original sin.”
Igor placed his hand on the top of the boy's head, as gently as if he was stroking a little brother's hair.
Before the teenager could react, Igor pressed down hard, and the sound of vertebrae breaking and dislocating could be heard.
His head was pressed into his chest, and his internal organs were squeezed out of shape. Only his head was exposed, and blood was gushing out from his collarbone.
Igor shook off the blood on his hands and walked into the depths of the base. There was another headless body in the corridor.
"The facilities in this base are complete and sophisticated. It seems that even the accommodation is of the highest quality when working for the Heavenly Dragon people.”
Igor walked in the metallic corridor and found that the ventilation and power supply system here was comparable to modern ones.
If they wanted to destroy the navy's combat power, they could not leave such a place behind.
"Who are you?"
As he passed by a door that was not closed, a strong male voice came from the room.
Igor looked into the room. There were two rows of beds on both sides of the room, and there were all kinds of daily necessities. It should be the living area of the soldiers.
A voice rang out, and more than ten people in the room looked at the door in unison. This young man with bloodstains on his arms was obviously an uninvited guest.
"Good question, I'm here to kill all of you!”
Igor rushed into the room as soon as he said that. Some of them were looking for weapons, while others were wearing clothes. They were like birds frightened by the twang of a bow.
"Don't panic, everyone attack together!"
The man who had stopped Igor seemed to be the highest-ranking person here. He calmly organized the soldiers to launch a counterattack.
A stranger who could find this base was definitely not simple. He might as well use his advantage in numbers to take the initiative.
Gunshots rang out. Igor used his " shaving " footwork to dodge the bullets and rushed to the nearest soldier.
When there was still a meter left, Igor raised his leg and kicked the enemy's face.
"Wuuuu!"
His face turned cold, and his lower jaw was instantly broken and sent flying. Only the upper half of his face was left hanging with flesh and skin, making him look extremely terrifying.
After Igor landed on the ground, he used inertia to spin and gave another roundhouse kick.
"Go to hell!"
A person beside him was raising his gun and shooting. A gust of wind swept past, and his arms were gone.
Blood spurted out from his broken elbow, and his two severed forearms crashed into the wall while still holding the gun.
Just as he was in shock, his breathing stopped. A muffled sound came from his chest as he was hit by a powerful force.
The one-armed soldier was sent flying by the kick and hit two of his comrades behind him.
In an instant, the three of them crashed into each other like watermelons exploding. Flesh and blood splattered all over the wall.
The three of them died at the same time and fell to the ground one after another, turning into a pile of blurry broken corpses.
"Where is the head captain of CP4?”
Igor said as he walked towards the rest of the soldiers who were stunned. A row of dark red footprints was left in the corridor.
As soon as he finished speaking, four or five knives slashed or stabbed at Igor's head.
" What?!"
With a few clanging sounds, the blades broke or cracked, and fell to the ground.
The soldiers looked at Igor in surprise and found that his neck and half of his face had turned black and bright.
" The color of the equipment is domineering!"
The people organizing the attack in the distance could not help but exclaim in surprise, and their brows furrowed together.
He was only a teenager, but he could already use the color of the weapon on a part of his body.
The organizer felt a trace of despair in his heart. He knew that everyone in the room was doomed.
"Mist Kick!"
Sure enough, the organizer's worries were immediately verified. A blue arc of light flashed.
With a swoosh, the crescent-shaped blade of light pierced through the bodies of seven or eight soldiers and cut a large hole in the wall.
The debris on the wall fell to the ground, and the soldiers fell to the ground.
Looking at the wounds on different parts of the corpses, the cut of the muscles and bones looked as if they had undergone surgery.
" Ghost!!!"
Seeing the carnage, the remaining soldier seemed to have lost his mind and fled out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard a " chirp " and a bullet pierced through his chest.
The deserter was knocked against the wall by the inertia. His body fell to the middle of the corridor. There was a palm-sized hole in his back that was smoking.
"Are you a demon?"
In a minute, all the soldiers in the room were slaughtered, leaving only the organizer alone.
At this time, it was already nightfall, and the soldiers who had finished their work in advance were about to enjoy their time off work.
However, they were enveloped by the sudden death and completely entered the rest time. No one was left alive!
A moment ago, it was still a happy dormitory, but now it had become a hellish battlefield.
"You butcher, I won't let you succeed!”
The organizer showed his true colors as a soldier. He pulled himself together and threw away his life to charge at Igor.
He opened his arms and hugged Igor. The two of them fell to the ground together.
"You can trap me like this?”
Igor did not break free from the hug and just looked at the organizer with disdain.
"I want to die with you!"
The organizer said his last words fiercely, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
A grenade rolled to the side of the two of them.
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