Alien Relic Hunter

Noir lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch - he had just set the countdown, and now the countdown is zero, and there are still one minute and 25 seconds left.

"Here we come." Noir mouthed Soap. At the same time, he reached into his backpack, took out a pickaxe with a folding handle and an engineering shovel, and threw the engineering shovel to Soap.

"Use this thing? Dig the wall of the well?" Soap looked at the engineer shovel in his hand, and then at Noir, his eyes were speechless.

The workmanship of this engineer shovel is really excellent. The edge of the shovel blade is even coated with a thin layer of Nino alloy to increase its strength and durability. Reinforcing ribs prevent the handle from breaking when swung and stressed.If you want to find an engineer shovel like this on the Ark’s black market, you will have to spend nearly five digits of credit points, and if you sell it in a place like Mukakh Fortress, the price will be even more expensive .

But the tools are good, and what is in front of Soap at this time is a well wall made of steel bars and high-grade cement concrete as filler, with a thickness of more than half a meter—even if Soap’s powered exoskeleton does not have It is not easy to cut through such a well wall with an engineer shovel.

But now, all he can rely on is his own hands...

"This is impossible." Soap said directly, "There is only 1 minute left, don't waste your energy, unless—"

Before he finished speaking, the clown shot.

Accompanied by a dull rumbling sound and beeps constantly echoing in the cochlea, the well wall in front of the clown directly blasted a large hole with a diameter of one meter. A steel bar the size of a torn thumb.

"Did you forget that there is this monster next to us... this 'master' is here? We don't need to work hard for this kind of thing." Soap patted Noir's backpack and said.

Noir didn't feel anything strange when he entered the pipe. He even scanned around with a tactical flashlight, but found nothing except the bare pipe wall.

Although he knew that a large group of monsters were coming behind him, Noir didn't look back at all, but stuck his upper body out of the pipe and grabbed the soap that was swinging over!

"I didn't ask you to dig the side of the well," Noir responded, but instead of looking at the soap, he stared intently at the big hole that had broken open.

The position of that section of pipeline is slightly lower than the abandoned shaft, and it is difficult to use this height difference to cross a distance of ten meters out of thin air, but if it is a zipline, it is completely sufficient.

Before Soap could react, he found that he and Noir were being pulled up little by little, and they didn't fall into the abyss together as he imagined.

"What—what's going on?" Soap hissed, "Is...he really...won't help?"

"Ah!" Soap opened his eyes, and stretched his hands forward desperately, but there was still a distance of more than ten centimeters from the lower edge of the pipe. It came - Noir grabbed the shoulder strap of his tactical vest and "carried" his whole body.

"Don't close your eyes! Spot it!" Noir shouted.

Soap looked down, subconsciously took half a step back, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Damn it, this person... No, is this monster really so ruthless?
At this moment, both Noir and Soap heard a desperate "click" sound-the 30-second countdown had ended, and the pipe began to move away from the abandoned shaft, and the nail cable Under the pull of this force, the two fixed anchor points also began to loosen.

Those monsters dormant in the underground labyrinth in urban legends, do they really exist? !

"There are 30 seconds left, this section of the pipeline will move, hurry up." The clown urged back.

"It's the clown, he wrapped my ankles with two tentacles, and he is pulling us up," Noir said.

"What?!" Noir turned his head, and only then did he notice that at some point, countless pairs of blood-red eyes lit up in the depths of the pipe!

Soap yelled loudly, closed his eyes, swung his body forward with his last strength, and then let go of his hands——

"That's why I shoveled the engineer to you." Noir took out a nail gun, "Although I don't know the movement rules of the underground labyrinth, I know that all the movable pipes in the ark structure have strict safety regulations. distance, in case the pipes collide while moving, so the situation where two pipes are close together will never happen.”

Seeing that the clown didn't move, Soap's heart sank. He begged the savior for the clown, but he found that the clown didn't seem to want to save himself—thinking about it, an ordinary person like himself would be at best in this kind of action. It's just a cannon fodder...the only role it can play is probably as a bait...

Soap:"……"

"Can't you help him?" Noir turned to look at the silent clown, "This is an easy task for you, right? Since you brought us with you, you can't let us just do it casually like this." Die in a place like this?"

With this force, the clown flipped forward in mid-air and landed firmly inside the pipe.

Just when his body was about to start to fall, two tentacles shot out again, grabbed the edge of the left pipe opening, pulled him hard, and directly lifted him up.

The pipeline is suspended by countless steel cables, surrounded by abysses in the air, and from a distance, you can only vaguely see some steel structure beams and columns used for load-bearing... Jumping from here, the depth is at least 100 meters Above, if there is no protective measures such as parachute or buffer airbag, this height is enough to smash a living person into a puddle of flesh that parents can't recognize.

At the same time, in the rear pipe, those monsters seemed to be stimulated by Soap's shouts, and rushed towards them suddenly!

Although his hands had left Soap's tactical vest, he still kept his gripping fingers... Noir wanted to try to move his fingers, but his stiff fingers didn't listen at all.

However, an accident happened at this time - the place where the engineer shovel handle and the cable contacted happened to be the place where the anti-slip lines were engraved, and the friction was far greater than the smooth place.Therefore, the speed of soap sliding is much slower than that of Noir, and there is even a faint tendency to stop halfway.

"I'll go, this is...too high, right?" Soap took a deep breath, "Is there no place to climb?"

Noir pulled the trigger, the nail cable was shot in and fixed on the inner wall of the pipe, and then he took out another explosive screw powered by gunpowder and pressed it on the top of the well where it is now .

The signs of pipeline movement became more and more obvious. One-third of the anchors of the nailing cable had been pulled out, and the entire cable was stretched straight.

The clown nodded, took a deep leap, and jumped out of the hole directly.

Accompanied by a slight explosion, a ten-centimeter-long screw drilled into the well wall, and the nail gun was hung on the metal ring at the end of the screw.Noir tugged on the cable a few times, and after confirming that both ends were firmly fixed, he put the pickaxe in his hand on the cable, kicked his feet on the edge of the hole, and slid towards the pipe.

"There's something in the pipeline. The direction I'm facing is more dangerous than yours. I can't be distracted." The clown said in a deep voice.

The pipe stopped ten meters away from the abandoned shaft, followed by a tooth-piercing friction sound. The two pipes seemed to be rotating in opposite directions, and the originally tight joint gradually separated. open.

As for the clown, he has been standing in the shadow of the pipeline, with a look of standing on the sidelines... It seems that he doesn't care if Soap will fall to his death like this.

"Damn it, can't you be so unlucky?" Soap thumped in his heart, and began to twist his body, hoping to rely on the force brought by the twist to accelerate, but the result was just the opposite, just four meters away from the pipe where he stopped completely.

Soap felt that his underwear had been soaked in cold sweat, and even his palms were sweating... Fortunately, the inside and outside of the tactical gloves had anti-slip designs, otherwise he might not even be able to grasp the sapper shovel.

Both of them will fall to the bottom!

"Hurry up!" Noir glanced at the fixed place of the nail rope, and shouted anxiously, "The nail rope won't last long, hurry up and swing over!"

"Damn...you, can you pull me over?"

"If you don't swing over, you will definitely die! Either you can't catch it and fall, or the nail rope will be pulled away! The longer you drag, the worse the situation will be!" Noir roared.

However, he soon discovered that this method would not work at all—the fixed point at the front end of the nail cable was in the middle of the inner wall of the pipe. If he swung past it, even if the distance was enough, he would hit the lower edge of the pipe mouth.

At the beginning, the clown seemed to only intend to take him away alone, which meant that only one bait was enough, but now, with Noir, his own life and death probably didn't matter to him...

"Monster? What... a monster?" Soap's face was completely distorted. On the one hand, it was due to exhaustion, and on the other hand, it was due to the fear and despair in his heart.

But in the next moment, fear surged up again—in order to catch himself, Noir’s waist was already outside the pipe, and it was impossible for him to pull himself into the pipe, but he would still be caught by this weight Pull down with inertia!

"You think of a way to jump over, I should be able to catch you!" Noir lay on the edge of the passage, stretching his arms forward as much as possible.

Where did these eyes, these creatures, come from?

After finishing speaking, Noir looked at the clown and asked, "Is it time to pass?"

"I don't want to die ahhhhh!"

"I, we don't want to jump from such a long distance, do we?" Soap's eyes widened, "Even if it's a strengthened person...the jumping ability can't be so abnormal?"

"No, there are monsters in the pipeline, there are many!" Noir said with some despair, "He is confronting those monsters, we...we can only rely on ourselves."

Only then did Soap understand the purpose of the engineer shovel that Noir threw to him. Immediately, he imitated the example, put the engineer shovel on the cable, and slid out with his teeth.

"I don't know either!" Noir said, "Anyway, you swing over quickly, and I will catch you!"

"what happened?"

They did bring a parachute, but they threw away the heavy parachute bag when they left the transport plane-what's the use of the parachute when the plane is gone?
As if guessing what Soap was thinking, Noir whispered to him: "Even if the parachute is still on, it's useless. It's impossible to open the parachute at this height. There is a high probability that the parachute has not been opened yet, and people have already touched it." landed."

"I...I don't want to die...ah!" Soap yelled out of breath, maintaining this posture exhausted his energy, and it became difficult for him to even speak.

His face was also pale, obviously he didn't know that the clown would make a move in advance, and it was only a subconscious behavior to fly out to grab Soap... But even so, his hands were still firmly grasping the shoulder straps of Soap's tactical vest, not at all. No sign of letting go.

Unless Noir or the clown can catch him in time, he will definitely not be able to grasp the edge of the pipe himself.

The distance of four meters does not seem to be far, but in this situation where there is no way to use strength, it is difficult to jump over. Soap can only try to swing his body back and forth like a swing, trying to use inertia to "throw" himself over.

Under the illumination of the tactical flashlight, a dark pipe could be seen slowly approaching them. Without even thinking about it, this was the two disconnected pipes that the clown said... a part of the underground labyrinth of the ark.

"There are still 30 seconds left." The clown reminded.

The whitish joints creaked, and a large piece of skin was worn away on the wrist at the edge of the pipe. The bright red blood was directly smeared on the ground, dragging out a winding bloodstain until both of them were pulled into the pipe Only then did Noir dare to take a big breath.

"No! I really don't want to die!"

"Huh...huh...brother, I owe you my life." Soap sat slumped on the ground, leaning his back against the passage wall, and said intermittently.

"I, we... all owe... the clown a life." Noir shook his head, held up his immobile, bloody hands, turned and sat on the opposite side of the soap.

The two looked at each other, and then looked in the direction of the clown in unison.

The clown had already rushed into the depths of the pipe, and the two of them didn't have the strength to raise the tactical flashlight at all, so they couldn't see the clown's figure clearly in the dark.The two of them could only see those bloody red eyes running around... Every second, the bloody red eyes were "extinguished". The pipes are filled.

[PS Thank you for the 2000 starting coins rewarded by the God of War in the Desert. 】