The Emperor’s Angel of Death

  Chapter 660 Dark Jungle

  Rozem has been walking deep into the jungle, occasionally climbing up the steep and rocky ridge. Only he has super human strength and endurance who can trek in the jungle with a lot of things on his back.

  Under the shade of the tree canopy, the jungle seems to have no day and night, and it is difficult to tell the time.

Rozim has an old-style watch with a black rubber band attached to a steel clock face, but since entering the planet ground, the clock reading has been blank, empty, no time stamp, or even no time at all, nothing. , Only flashing runes.

  The wind in the mountains wraps around the canopy like a group of snakes, and the wind carries intermittent rain, which tastes like blood.

   "What does this smell?"

   Rozim said, his finger was close to his lips, and then he felt a little sick.

  He has been holding his gun steadily, which makes him feel at ease, more reassuring than the jokes in the kitchen.

  The gun is strong and reliable. It is simply the last strong and reliable thing in the world, no matter which world it is in.

He likes this modified hot melt gun very much. It has a wooden **** and a gun body, as well as blue steel parts. It is spotless and as clean as new. It is not the kind that is worn and passed down after being used by others. .

  In addition, there is an automatic pistol on his waist, which comes from Loken’s workshop just like the hot melt.

After leaving the ridge, Rozim passed through another rift.

  There was a lowland, a swamp, and there was a battle, a terrible encounter, which took place on the overgrown dam and the river full of water.

   Looking around, there are human corpses everywhere. Most of them have been dead for two or three days, blackened and swollen due to heat.

  The uniforms they wore did not belong to the unit Rozim knew. He guessed that it should be the local guards, who fled into the jungle after the defeat, and eventually died here.

   "Everyone is an empire."

  Rozem passed over the corpse and said in discomfort:

   "You help me, I help you, don't blame anyone—"

   Then, he bent down and took out a pile of dog tags from a swollen throat.

   "Yavin, the 61st Reserve Infantry Regiment."

  He sighed, then touched the jacket pocket of the corpse again, and found a silver pocket watch.

   "You don't need it anyway, right, buddy."

  At least thirty corpses were scattered around. Some of the corpses were on the ground, some in the creek, and some in the ditch.

   "It stands to reason that I should help you bury it, but now I am in a hurry, and I remember the coordinates. Someone will help you clean up in the future."

  Rozem said sincerely, then bent down again, took a grenade from the ammunition belt of a corpse, and checked whether it could be used normally.

  As he continued deep into the jungle, the moisture became heavier and heavier, and it seemed to seep into his bones. The water droplets covered his clothes, sparkling like diamonds.

  This rain forest seems endless, the trees are full of water, like an endless emerald dusk, the whole person is buried in the emerald gloom below the knees.

  The dim sunlight passed through the canopy of trees, like a dying candle, the emerald green velvet-like moss wrapped the trunk and semi-submerged logs, and the air was full of a rotten smell that tightened the throat.

  The winged insects, each like a watchmaker’s exquisite masterpiece, flapped their wings and flew over his head, swirled, and flew away at an accelerated rate.

  Rozem's sweaty palms grasped the gun nervously. The rain forest is not a good place to fight. He has always disliked jungle warfare.

  He walks and stops, stops from time to time, observes the surrounding environment, and determines his own coordinates to prevent the route from deflection.

   "This ghost place."

   was complaining, and suddenly Wan Lai fell silent.

It was scary. He didn't realize that the rain forest was full of noise until everything was quiet: the buzzing of insects, the rushing of water, the cracking of bushes, the squeaking of amphibians, and birds. Screaming.

  Only when everything came to an abrupt end did he realize how painful it was to stay away from those sounds.

  He didn't move, and his ears were pricked up, hoping that the sounds would come back.

  But instinctively told Rozim that a danger was approaching, so he raised a hand, turned slowly, and aimed with his gun, and his movement only produced the slightest sound of water flowing in the water near his calf.

  叽——!

   With a scream, something rushed out of the forest behind him.

The thing is half a human size, similar to a spherical shape, but its legs are slightly shorter than human standards and it has no arms. The whole body has no head and neck. Except for the small dark yellow eyes, it is a blood bowl and mouth, full of carnivores. The only fangs and sharp teeth.

  It screamed while rushing, and the water sprayed and turned into water mist.

  Then jumped over a piece of semi-sinking wood, and a huge mouth opened forward.

   "Fuck!"

  Rosimgo broke the fire, and a scorching torrent suddenly hit its torso. The monster's body suddenly bent back and fell into the green pool, splashing water everywhere.

  It only struggled for a few seconds before it fell silent.

   "Then what the **** is—"

   Just as Rozim was about to observe, another monster rushed over, then another one came, and then the fifth one.

  They rushed out of the topaz-like shadow, screaming, ignoring the fate of the first one.

   "Sun Yumao!!!"

  Rozem retreated while firing, with many targets.

  If it is an ordinary person, there is definitely no way to solve so many enemies by one person, but Rozim is also a battle-tested.

  He shot one cleanly, the injured little monster fell down screaming and sank into the darkness, but the others made up for it.

   Their teeth are yellow bones, and their throats are red.

  Rozem moved like wind, after taking a look at the ammunition remaining, he turned and fired again.

  One fell, and then another.

   Then he took out his pistol and killed one again.

   But then there was a sixth one. A monster got too close and he could not hit it.

  The guy stretched out his sharp teeth, trying to tear his throat.

  Rozem bent over like lightning to avoid ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then before the monster stood up again, he raised it, and then threw it out, like throwing a scarecrow.

  Finally, he shot the monster twice with a pistol.

  The silence enveloped everything again, except for the sound of his tight breathing and the knocking between fallen leaves and broken bark.

  After that, the noise in the rain forest returned, as if it had never left.

  Rozem took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  After such a toss, he was tired and hungry, and had to find a place to sit down.

   "I knew I had some lunch before I went out if I was starving to death."

   Rozim, who growled in his stomach, suddenly stared at the box he had placed on the ground.

   "Eat a few so many. Should"

  Thinking, he slowly stretched his hand to his box.

  A few minutes later, just as he was about to eat and closed the box again, a sound suddenly sounded.

"Hey!"

  (End of this chapter)