I made myself the protagonist

"Bang"

The fierce wind blew open the locked door of the bedroom. At the same time, the iron barrel burning the insect repellent was overturned, and reddish charcoal mixed with plant ash was scattered everywhere.

Wei Chongming quickly picked up the water bottle from the stove and tried to put out the charcoal. At this time, the room was filled with alcohol. If the charcoal caused a fire in the house, the consequences would be disastrous.

"What is that!"

Behind him, Xiaolong unexpectedly noticed that numerous black shadows penetrated the wall and entered the living room.

Those black figures had vague human outlines, and their lower bodies were floating. They kept making shrill cries from their mouths, waving their sharp claws, and dived straight towards Wei Chongming, who was busy splashing water.

Wei Chongming felt as if his body had been collided by a high-speed moving beast. Along with the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, his whole body was knocked away by the ghost, and he hit the table in the living room hard, with a shield on his face. The wind mask also had cracks.

Wei Chongming's vision was blocked and he wanted to take off his mask. However, at this moment, a floating ghost suddenly appeared above his head.

Seeing the ghost figure rushing toward Wei Chongming, Shen Tinglan strode forward, swung the shovel and cut into it.

However, these ghost figures had no entity at all. Their bodies were like black mist. The second after the ghost figure's head was cut off by the engineer shovel, it turned into black mist again and quickly merged.

Fortunately, this pause gave Wei Chongming time to buffer. He quickly rolled along the floor twice and escaped the fatal attack of the ghost.

Before Shen Tinglan could greet his companions, he was caught off guard and felt a heartbreaking pain in his back.

He turned around and suddenly ran into a pair of cruel eyes that glowed green in the darkness.

Different from other ghosts, the evil ghost that attacked him should have been a soldier in life. It was wearing a camouflage uniform of the Soviet special forces. It was nearly two meters tall and had a strong body like a black bear.

Half of the soldier ghost's head was bitten off by something unknown, and his brain mixed with blood flowed all over the floor along his neck.

Due to being infected with the virus, its exposed arms were like thick tree trunks, covered with veins, the skin and flesh had long since rotted, and had sharp black nails more than ten centimeters long.

The soldier ghost's claws were more deadly than he thought, as sharp as steel. Even through the thick protective clothing and bulletproof vest, Shen Tinglan could still feel the sticky blood flowing down the burning wound. .

If he hadn't been wearing a bulletproof vest and the thick coat had resisted some of the damage, the blow just now would have been enough to tear his own bones and injure his internal organs.

Shen Tinglan gritted his teeth, clenched his shovel and danced with a gust of wind, swinging it towards the ghost figure behind him. Taking advantage of the moment when the ghost figure temporarily dissipated, he quickly distanced himself and retreated to his other companions.

Ren Yao, Hubert and others waved shovels, trying to drive away the approaching ghosts. However, such physical attacks had no effect on the ghosts.

Ling Yun's heart trembled when he saw this scene: Although those ghosts had no physical body and could ignore terrain obstacles, they could still cause substantial harm to them.

"Are you hurt?"

Su Li noticed that Shen Tinglan's steps were frivolous. When he got close to him, he immediately smelled a vague smell of blood.

She quickly stretched out her hand to explore the other person's back, and immediately frowned when she noticed that the other person's clothes were stained with large amounts of blood.

"Brother Shen, are you okay?"

When Ling Yun and others heard this, they defended themselves against the ghost figure and looked back at him.

Blood continued to trickle down his arm, the fabric of his clothes rubbed against the wound, and the heart-breaking pain forced Shen Tinglan to take a deep breath to adjust.

"It's okay, it's not serious."

In order not to distract his companions, Shen Tinglan covered his shoulders and forced his tone to sound as calm as ever.

But Su Li, who was close to the other party, could clearly feel that Shen Tinglan's body was shaking slightly. If he hadn't been supporting him with strength, he might not even be able to stand still.

"Everyone, be careful not to be caught by these ghosts... We have almost no means to attack them now." Shen Tinglan quickly added.

Lin Qing kept looking at the ghost in front of her. The moment she split the ghost in front of her, a middle-aged woman's ghost with a rotten face screamed through the ghost and swooped towards her.

Lin Qing subconsciously protected his vitals, but was still knocked to the ground by the female ghost.

The female ghost's flexible snake-like hair instantly swept across Lin Qing's neck. At the critical moment, Ling Yun picked up the wooden board and arrived in time to drive the female ghost away and save her.

"Thank you...ahem...thank you." Lin Qing held her neck, which had been bruised, and kept breathing heavily.

Ling Yun nodded towards her, confirmed that the other party was fine, and joined the battle again.

"There is hemostatic medicine in the bag. Your injury is serious and needs treatment as soon as possible." Su Li lowered his voice and whispered to Shen Tinglan beside the stove.

Although the latter was sweating profusely in pain, he still concentrated on observing the front and did not hear what she said to him.

Shen Tinglan bit her lip and murmured to herself: "No, if this continues, everyone's physical strength will be exhausted. There must be a way to deal with the ghosts, otherwise the army that came in before will not be able to escape intact..."

Su Li knew Shen Tinglan's character well, and if he didn't solve the immediate trouble as soon as possible, he might still have to force himself to join the battle.

There is no information about ghost figures in the notebook. Is it because the troops that entered the forest before did not encounter such troubles?

Although thought simulation could not take effect at this moment, Su Li's thinking did not stop. She soon noticed that she and Shen Tinglan were leaning against the gas furnace, and the number of ghosts around them was significantly smaller than in other places. many.

It turns out that the breath of protective substances cannot expel ghosts. Combined with the scene where these ghosts appeared just now, Su Li suddenly realized something.

"Light."

Not long after Su Li blurted out, his suspicion was overturned by reality: Even though Ling Yun and others kept shining flashlights on the ghost, they still could not drive it away.

At the same time, Su Li was not idle. She quickly opened the backpack on the ground and kept rummaging around for something. Soon, Su Li took out a red stick.

"This is..." Shen Tinglan quickly recognized that what Su Li was holding was a field lighting stick provided by the military supplies.

This kind of continuous burning lighting rod is filled with substances such as strontium nitrate, potassium nitrate or potassium perchlorate. Because of the addition of red fuel, it will emit strong light at night to illuminate the surrounding environment.

Su Li fumbled around and quickly found the ignition cord connected to the bottom of the lighting rod.

The moment he pulled out the match rope, the burning rod made a "sizzling" sound. Along with the white smoke and gas, a dazzling red light suddenly filled the entire room, as dazzling as the blood-red sunset.

While the red light illuminated the dark room, those large numbers of ghosts let out an almost harsh roar and were suddenly annihilated in the light.

In less than a second, the ghosts in the living room disappeared, leaving only two or three lingering at the junction of light and dark light at the bedroom door, wandering as if unwilling to give up, looking for opportunities to attack again.

"These things can move freely in the dark, so the darkness must be completely driven away." Su Li threw the burning stick in the direction of the bedroom, and soon, all the remaining ghosts disappeared.

Such a signal rod can continue to burn for at least fifteen minutes, completely illuminating a small living room.

"Oh, the house was brightly lit just now, so these things never came in!"

Zhao Sicheng suddenly realized that ghosts had the ability to penetrate walls. If they really wanted to attack them, this dilapidated wooden house would not be an obstacle to them.

Now that I think about it, it must have been the ant colony that destroyed the light bulb just now. Taking advantage of the darkening of the house, the ghost entered the house.