I was Born in Hell

dominate.

The corridor of bitter illusion, the space of nightmare.

The evil purple eyes in the sky watched everything in the space.

Gu Fan is the master of this nightmare space, controlling everything like a "nightmare beast".

Fear, despair, trembling...

Gu Fan could feel the trace of negative emotions.

"I can feel that the horror is expanding a little bit, and the pain and struggle are entangled with each other."

"That is delicious spiritual power, but it can become my spiritual food and strengthen the ability of the nightmare beast's hallucination corridor."

People's negative emotions will eventually be drawn into the huge vortex in the sky, and then absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.

Death after death.

He was thrown to the ground by the rotting corpse monster again and again.

In the space of nightmares, those dead men don't know how many times they have died.

They could clearly feel the pain and despair of the monster throwing itself on itself, tearing its body apart with its sharp claws, and pulling out its internal organs.

"Uh uh uh!!"

The squirming granulation sprouts on the corpse monster's body continued to grow, turning into slender tentacles, crawling into the body, draining the flesh and tissue like sucking jelly.

"do not come!!"

"Ahhh, don't come here!!"

Deadpool No. 46 finally couldn't bear such torture, and pulled the fuse to make the explosives on his body explode.

The flames soared into the sky, and layers of fire waves covered the monsters. The smell of scorching filled the mouth and nose, and hundreds of carrion corpses died.

But it doesn't make sense.

The monster carrion quickly filled the gap, and continued to roar and run towards the crowd.

"Don't be afraid!!"

"Do not be afraid!!"

"Aim at their heads and keep an eye on the surrounding situation."

Le Zhiqi kept pointing out mistakes, glanced at No. 13 soldier who was about to be thrown down, and ordered: "In close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than guns."

The dead soldiers formed a circle.

After experiencing more than 10 deaths, the guns and weapons are almost familiar to use.

When human beings are on the verge of danger and death, they can best stimulate the potential of their bodies. In order not to be surrounded and eaten by those carrion corpses again, they must make changes and become stronger in battle.

"I can not stand it any more!!"

"I don't want to die anymore, I don't want to be tortured anymore, ahhhhh!!"

Soldier No. 39 held up a machine gun, and the monster in front of him was turned into a pulp, but his tense spirit was broken at this moment.

He didn't want to continue fighting.

He didn't want to continue suffering.

He didn't want to die again and again, and face those hideous and terrifying monsters again and again.

In the end, No. 39 dead man dropped the machine gun in his hand, cried and ran into the fog, and then there was the ear-piercing sound of flesh and blood rubbing against each other.

It seems that another one is crazy.

The dead soldiers suffered mental breakdowns one after another.

Although they have the determination to see death as home, who can remain calm when they are really facing great terror? ?

"Think about it, your loved ones."

"Think about it, your love."

"If you fall here and can't hold on, maybe they will die."

Above the sky, mighty energy is splashed like light, and the evil phantom pupil penetrates into the deepest part of consciousness.

Dead soldiers, the softness in the deepest part of my heart has been touched.

Flames covered the human city, the gate of the base had been knocked open by high-level alien species, and countless monsters roared and rushed through the gate.

Girl No. 01, she saw her parents being thrown down by the monster, the pitch-black claws full of filth cut off the necks of her parents and shredded their internal organs.

Father No. 02, he saw his lovely daughter, slumped on the ground and was too frightened to move. A huge foot ran over her and turned her into a pulp.

Husband No. 03, he saw his wife being lifted up by a heterogeneous species with one hand, and the bloody mouth slowly fell down, biting off half of his head with one bite.

Do not.

No no no no……

The softest place in people's hearts,

It is also the driving force for them to become strong.

The belief in my heart cannot be collapsed. For the most important people, even if I die 100 times, 1000 times, or 10,000 times, I have to sustain it.

roar.

They took up their weapons again, and continued to fight the rotting corpses with red eyes.

The number of people continued to decrease, but those who remained became stronger and stronger, resisting the attacks of monsters again and again.

Le Zhiqi nodded repeatedly on one side.

Those who can persevere to the end are very remarkable.

She sent a signal to the purple phantom eyes in the sky, and the monsters in front of the dead soldiers disappeared one after another.

They fluttered like petals, and finally shattered into a large powder mist, disappearing into the hazy mist.

Is it over...

The dead soldiers fell to their knees limply on the ground.

Is this test training finally over?

"Okay, my basic special training is complete."

Le Zhiqi stretched her waist, looking a little tired. While doing demonstration movements, while correcting the movements of all the dead soldiers, she was really a little tired.

but……

The boss must be more tired.

He simulated the entire battlefield, penetrated into everyone's mind, and controlled everything, which is simply the means of a god.

"Cough cough."

Le Zhiqi cleared her throat, and continued: "You have initially mastered the fighting methods and the use of weapons. Next, let Instructor Wu Ze train you."

What?

Next training?

The dead soldiers looked desperate and looked at the other person who came out of the mist.

Wu Ze! !

He is the second instructor in charge of teaching the dead to fight.

"I am instructor Wu Ze."

"You guys performed well just now, but from the combat level, it's just a piece of shit."

Wu Ze was cautious and serious, and his words were unceremonious: "Holding a weapon, unleashing bullets indiscriminately, the battle is a mess. Some enemies can be eliminated with one bullet, but hundreds of bullets are wasted and smashed into rotten meat."

"Next, I will teach you, teamwork!"

teamwork.

A person's strength is limited, but a team is completely different.

If you can build a defensive circle, weave a fire blockade network, make up for each other's shortcomings, and fill the vacancy left by the teammate.

The power of people coming together is definitely not as simple as 1+1.

Wu Ze began to teach.

He was not as anxious as Le Zhiqi, but explained in detail how to cooperate, how to allocate resources reasonably, and fill in the vacancies...

After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands: "Okay, you can't remember too much, let's experience it yourself in actual combat."

Feel it yourself.

The tide of rotting corpse monsters is coming again! !

The expressions of the dead soldiers became desperate. It seemed that their torment and hellish training had only just begun.

one day.

two days.

three days.

…………

In the nightmare, the flow of time is completely different from the external reality.

Gu Fan manipulated all this and maintained the [Corridor of Bitter Illusion] for a whole week, until finally his consciousness began to become a little blurred.

"It's almost the limit."

"Kill them again and return to the real world."