Chapter 797: Seven Squads (Part 1)

Moving forward, the first thing they encountered was that stench.
This unexpectedly horrible smell seemed to come from something that was completely corrupted to liquefaction, and it soaked the cold and humid air.
After they got rid of the whistling exhaust of the armored car, the only thing they could smell was the stench.
A group of seven people run forward and spread out on the slippery rocks.
Some people gagged, others complained about the smell.
According to his own habits, Kundera named the team (No. 7), which is the 007 team.
"Don't be like a child! Hold on!"
Varus shouted to the people behind him, but also sniffed.
"Shit, it's so stinky!"
He mumbled to himself, then looked around.
They are in a flat canyon, and the mountains on both sides are extremely angular, like stone columns or flat-topped towers.
It's cold here, but what's worse is humidity.
It seemed that the air itself was humid, but it wasn’t raining, not even drizzle, just a tumbling mist of water.
He felt like a cold sweat on his skin.
Almost everyone was soaked, the cloak fell behind, and water droplets condensed on the helmet.
The low sky was covered with rolling clouds, gray rocks underfoot, and the hard ground became wet and slippery due to water vapor.
These stones seem to be easily cracked into squares by nature, and a piece of stone slabs form a step. It makes people feel that this is the work of a certain stonemason, not a natural one.
Varus realized that the square shape of these stones explained why the mountains looked like buildings. Although he is a Tyre, he has never seen such a regular landscape. He has visited the Grand Canyon a few times, but it has not been very deep. The area is generally not safe, and is always full of eccentric rumors.
Right now it is full of vertical corners, hard edges and flat faces. He feels as if he is standing in a building block belonging to a giant child.
To the west, the armored car they arrived in was ready to return, and the roar of the engine gradually became sharp.
Varus crossed his squad forward, being very careful when taking every step.
The flat stones under the feet feel as soft as bone marrow, and the cavity on the stones is filled with black water, like a puddle left after low tide.
"A little discipline, gentlemen!"
Varus shouted to the other five, and two of them had slipped annoyed.
"This is not what?"
"It's not mud and moss...ah!! Damn it!" they answered in unison.
"I almost fell...oh my!"
"Be quiet!"
Varus's voice finally stopped, and everyone looked at him.
They were all dressed in the uniforms of the imperial army and carried standard weapons. Their bodies were dirty and wrinkled, as if they had just survived a war.
This is their mission, an infiltration team formed by humans, but serving for Ok.
Varus is the captain of this team. Due to his outstanding performance in Salt Lake City, Kundera is very optimistic about him. Not only does he give his family very favorable conditions-adequate food and the protection of an overlord’s favorite, Also promised him a brighter future.
And at this step, Varus knew that he had no escape route at all, he could only go to black one way.
"Keep quiet and stay alert, and everyone will form a standard queue."
Although not a soldier, Varus had been a policeman for some time, so he knew some army orders.
Under his arrangement, the team of six began to advance deep into the canyon.
But without walking for a few minutes, a person suddenly shouted.
He found something.
"what happened?"
Varus checked in, and his deputy Mu followed, walking on paving stones.
There is something dead between the stones.
The black liquid was flowing around, and the foul-smelling gums and broken bones and feathers lay in puddles or slate.
Some are as big as people, others are the size of mice.
It is impossible to know what they looked like in their lifetime, and no complete structure has been preserved.
Varus speculates that these parts are human and part are local creatures.
It seemed as though a huge wave swept through, leaving these strange creatures dead and decaying here, which is what the stench reminded him of: the decayed dead fish on the beach.
Mu bent down to check some horrible condensation.
"Any ideas?"
Varus asked.
"I guess these deaths are more than five days old, and there are obvious signs of burning... Do you know under what circumstances the Oks like to use flame weapons?"
Mu wearing glasses is a forensic doctor, only 26 years old.
He doesn’t have a family member in Oak, but he just doesn’t want to die. It can also be said that he is very cowardly, but in any case, after a successful surgical operation, he earned a life from a Oak leader. .
Then Varus found him and made him a member of his team.
"You mean they were all rushed out of a hole?"
Varus felt that his analysis and judgment at this time was almost several steps up ~EbookFREE.me~ People are the most able to realize their potential at the moment of life and death, this is true.
"Otherwise there is no way to explain how they appear here."
Varus flipped through the wreckage that was not shaped, trying to find some clues inside, but there was nothing more than some metals, such as badges and rings.
But when he turned to a military emblem, he immediately understood that good luck came again.
"It's the black army."
Standing up, Varus saw the tension and disgust in their eyes.
Wearing a hat and huddled together, some people looked like a group of students who went out for a wrong trip.
"We need to find the entrance that rushed them here, there must be an underground river, and it is connected to a Tibetan soldier cave of the Black Legion. They are surrounded by the regiment. The last thing they can leave is the water source. turn up."
The squad proceeded steadily towards the mountains, ignoring the scattered corrupt materials.
Whether it is with the naked eye or insight, nothing has been found in the front. Until now, humans are the only creatures in this hell-like canyon.
"Keep going!"
Varus shouted as he climbed up the stone panting, when a person behind him sat heavily on the ground.
"I will pretend not to see it, Zuba!"
Varus growled:
"Oh shit!"
The next second, he also scolded.
He wanted to find a scratch on the stone, but he accidentally touched something slippery and soft.
He disgusted the sticky stuff away. The smell of stinky fish is disgusting.
But the view here is very broad.