Chapter 47 P.W.A.T.

Entering the familiar hall again, Morgan led the team to quickly occupy a favorable position and check every blind spot. The hall was flashing with unnatural green light, which was caused by the "light deviation phenomenon" caused by the effect of the "hole puncher".

The 24 P.W.A.T team members dispersed, checked every pillar and every corner where people could hide, and gave Morgan a thumbs up at the gate.

Morgan circled and punched, and the team slowly retreated and regrouped into two vertical lines. At this time, another team that entered from the back door also came to the hall from the other side. They were on the side of the elevator shaft. After seeing Morgan, they stretched out their hands and gave a thumbs up.

Morgan looked up at the two elevators in the side corridor of the hall, and then looked at the safety passage on the right wall. He pointed his left hand to the elevator shaft, then to the ground, and made a grabbing gesture.

The back door team immediately dispersed, guarding every corner and the passage leading upstairs.

Morgan raised his right hand and pointed to the safety passage, and the team followed him slowly forward.

Violet and the five agents were not so cautious. She took out a handheld device with a screen and stared at the interface that looked like a scanning map. There was a large blue spot in the center of the map.

"The door is on the 6th floor, and the singularity is moving upwards. Catch up with it." Violet said.

"What should we do with the surviving investigators?" asked a female agent.

"Hand them over to P.W.A.T. for evacuation." Violet said, and led the people to the elevator.

Morgan planned to deal with the monsters floor by floor. Their work was divided into three steps. The first step was a thorough sweep to clear all floors. The second step was to evacuate the injured and establish a foothold. The third step was to control the door and use the concentrator to build a larger door.

If everything went well, everything could be done within 5 minutes. Of course, if you encounter something tricky, that's another story.

In the dark corridor, it seemed as if something was crawling on the ceiling and walls. They climbed along the gaps in the stairs and attached themselves to the railings.

It was a sticky gel monster, unconscious individually, but able to gather together and produce simple intelligence.

"Engage."

"DD1S40017"

"There is one in front of the right, requesting permission to fire."

"Allowed, now, free engagement."

The dull sound of the silenced MP5 echoed in the corridor, and several flame bullets tentatively shot down the monster stuck to the wall. When it fell to the ground, more than a dozen bullets were shot into its gelatinous body.

The metal bullet was wrapped in the sticky gel and did not deform at all, but soon, the bullet slowly turned red and burst into a flame. At this time, the special power of the flame psychic bullet will self-ignite after hitting the enemy.

The gelatin made a "chi chi" sound and burned from the inside, and a disgusting smell spread, like heated expired jelly.

"Dead."

"There are more."

More gel gathered from all over the corridor, some of them fell directly from the sky, fell to the ground and fell into a ball, and some flowed down from the gap between the railing and the upper level of the stairs and gathered in one place.

They want to merge.

"Engage."

The team members began to shoot indiscriminately. These sticky things were not difficult to deal with individually, and could even be said to be very weak. But if they were combined, it would be more difficult.

There were a lot of sticky bodies in the corridor. After being attacked, they all flowed towards one place like crazy. All the behaviors of this unconscious monster came from the instinct of survival. When a single body was attacked, other bodies would seek to merge to resist the threat.

The team fired rhythmically to ensure that the firepower could be sustained. The rhythm of changing magazines was perfectly controlled, and the bullet storm was not interrupted. Due to the shooting of flame bullets and the burning of sticky monsters, the entire corridor became red.

The disgusting smell did not distract the team members. Their helmets inherited air filters, which could deal with the invasion of various poisonous gases and irritating smells.

The sticky monsters were eliminated by the team members before they merged. Only seven or eight of them successfully gathered together, but even if they merged, they would not pose much threat.

The team members changed the magazines and fired another round of volleys, killing the last sticky monster. The ground was full of white spots of light.

"Holy relics."

"Stay where you are and notify other teams to retrieve them."

Morgan led his men to the exit on the second floor. Two team members put the scopes under the door cracks, observed the situation behind the door, and gave Morgan a thumbs up.

Morgan and another team member stood on both sides and gently pushed the door open. More than a dozen team members rushed in quickly and quickly occupied the aisle.

Morgan was the last one to enter. The white lights in the aisle were very dazzling. The double-leaf glass doors on both sides of the aisle gave him a strange feeling. He noticed something was wrong and looked back at the double-leaf doors of the safety passage that were not closed.

In the door frame was a wall made of red bricks.

Morgan came to the aisle with a gun, stuck to the wall, and signaled the team members to check the four double-leaf glass doors. Several team members hid by the door and put the scopes under the door cracks, but the screen was pitch black.

"Illusion." The team member reported.

Morgan nodded and signaled a team member holding an HK416 to come behind him. He hid behind the door and gently opened the glass door a crack.

There was a scanner hanging under the HK416 of the team member. He moved the muzzle of the gun slightly into the door, and the retinal projection of the helmet immediately transmitted the image back.

A black anthropomorphic creature stood at the end of the illusion corridor, about 3 meters tall, covered in vermilion, with the head of a crow, and claws like six daggers. It was skinny but made people feel powerful.

"AB2C9T70219." The team member said softly.

Morgan then signaled the team members at the other three doors to conduct investigations, and the helmet connected through the LAN transmitted the projection display to Morgan's helmet.

In addition to his own door, there are also S-level monsters behind the other three doors.

A 1-meter-tall dog with six tentacle-like vines split from its back, with sharp bone knives at the tips.

A milky white humanoid creature, 2 meters tall, wearing a white silk robe, holding four steel knives in each of its four arms, and wearing a white ceramic mourning mask on its face.

A centipede curled up on the ceiling was about as thick as an adult's arm, with green juice dripping from its mouthparts.

"Five." Morgan gestured.

The team members nodded.

Morgan took off two small black boxes from his waistband, stuck one of them on the wall next to the glass double door, and threw the other to his companion at the door. He also stuck the black box on his side of the wall.

Morgan then took out a white psychic blocking grenade from his waist, pulled the string, and rolled it toward the end of the aisle.

Almost at the same time, the helmet eyepieces of all team members turned black instantly, and the next second, a white flash filled the entire aisle, followed by a violent thunder.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

A weird scream came from a certain corner, and the monster that created the illusion was floating and twisting in the air in pain.

"Fire, fire!"

At the same time, P.W.A.T., which had replaced its punishment bullets, began to shoot at the five monsters without the cover of illusions. The bullets shattered the opposite glass doors, making a splashing sound. The glass shards shattered into small round particles, followed by silver Metal bullet casings fell to the ground.

The phantom monster in the air was torn into pieces by the fire net, turned into white flying dust in the air, and fell to the ground.

The raven-headed monster with sharp claws ran towards the door. Just as it crossed the door, a white cable suddenly formed between the two small black boxes. It tripped and flew out.

Almost at the same time, several HK416s poured psychic punishment bullets at it, shooting the flesh of the vermilion body flying.

Morgan stepped forward, stepped on its spine, and pulled the trigger on its ugly face. The head of the sharp-clawed crow-headed monster was like a crushed tomato, shattering to pieces on the ground.

The centipede monster climbed along the ceiling and walls, and was soon covered in a hail of bullets. Its body was broken into five or six sections and scattered on the ground, with green water flowing all over the ground.

The masked monster wielding four steel knives rushed out of the door, but what greeted him was No. 12 flame-attributed deer bullets. Its mask was shattered, revealing a face without facial features.

Before it could slash the knife into the enemy, the fire net composed of three psychic calf shotguns directly shot into a sieve. Three of the four arms were broken. The steel knife fell to the ground, emitted a white flash and then disappeared out of thin air, until Its body was still burning before it died.

In the end, the dog huddled in the corner of the room, whining. Its body was wrapped in fleshy vines and motionless. A No. 12 punishment deer bullet was driven into the side of its face. The bullet exploded, and a white beam of light faced forward. Scattered, the dog's entire head was blown into pulp and stuck to the wall.

"clearance!"

Five monsters were confirmed killed, and none of the 24 team members were injured. Morgan made a gesture, and the team assembled in the aisle and piled the monster corpses in the middle of the aisle.

They will clean it layer by layer until all floors are clear.

Morgan looked back at the monster corpse on the ground. Blue light spots were floating on the corpse. He knew that it was a rarer holy object, but as a non-psychic person, these team members, including him, could not remove the holy object from it. Extracted from the light spot.

He pushed open the double door of the safe passage and led the team into the dark corridor, leaving the sacred objects where they were.

Let those CPA bitches worry about the sacred objects.