The Death Knell

In the dark farm, Faust was sweating profusely and hiding in a dark corner with a few of his men. The cold wind of winter night blew from nowhere and got into the back of everyone's neck. At this time, they found themselves His back was also soaked with sweat.

They were attacked by various monsters, not sure what they were, maybe angry old farmers.

However, the opponents are all elusive, invulnerable, move quickly, and are occasionally accompanied by weird and urgent piano music.

Here's the thing...

Originally, Faust was patiently drinking coffee in the small building, listening to classical music from the gramophone, waiting for the good news. After all, the city of Montgomery had carried out a comprehensive cover-up plan. No one here knew what was happening in the outside world. He has plenty of time.

But before the people came back, all the lights in the farm suddenly went out, and only the faint moonlight spilled into the house through the cracks in the windows. The dark clouds drifting from nowhere, but at this time, the moon was covered with a veil, and the sky and the earth were covered. Time returns to darkness.

Faust did not panic. He stood up close to the window and listened.

All the generators stopped running, and the sound of the engine turning was gone.

Although he didn't know what caused all the generators to go offline, it was still necessary to repair them and restore lighting. If his eyesight was not used, his elite men might not be able to defeat a hunting grizzly bear.

"Get some guys and fix the generator."

His men are not ordinary soldiers, they are basically elite spies of Hydra. Repairing generators is something that everyone can do.

After receiving the order, a small team of people immediately dispersed to various parts of the farm to solve the problem. Because the lamps and various equipment brought were of high power, but the cables were not enough, so these generators were also scattered everywhere.

But this is where the nightmare begins.

There was a middle-aged agent with blond hair walking through a large sparse cornfield, feeling a little sad about the waste of Americans.

In Germany, straw will not just stand in the ground, but will be harvested together with corn and sorted. Straw can be used to synthesize ethanol or as feed for livestock, which are both very useful things.

But in the United States now, things like straw are erected in the ground. When they are set on fire next spring, they are returned to the fields as fertilizer.

Everyone knows that straws are useful, but to harvest them, farmers have to spend money to hire people and transport them. They also have to spend money on freight. The total cost of all kinds of small and small items adds up, and then they are sent to feed processing plants or other deep processing industries. In some places, the cost price is already higher than the purchase price, which is completely thankless.

Just like during the financial crisis in the 1930s, pouring milk directly into the river is more cost-effective than transporting it out and not selling it. Farmers can't raise a herd of cattle just because they can't get rid of the corn stalks, right?

Knowing this in his heart, the agent just lamented that as both a mainland country and the United States, the geographical advantage is too great.

He walked to the generator, squatted down to check the machine's problems, and found traces of man-made damage, which made him more vigilant. I jumped on the generator and looked around, but there was no suspicious person around, only the sound of the cold wind.

But for some reason, he always felt like someone was staring at him, somewhere invisible, because he felt that in addition to the sound of the wind, he could also hear the sound of his heart beating wildly.

But the leader's order is to repair the generator, so there's no point in delaying and being suspicious here.

So he jumped off the machine and started trying to figure out how to fix the thing. He had no tools and no spare parts, which was probably going to take some time.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange piano sound. The sound was extremely rapid and not far behind him. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a two-meter-tall giant walking out of the cornfield, wearing a dark blue overalls and an expressionless pale mask on his face. He was walking towards him with a large kitchen knife in his hand. It could be said that he was very close. So close.

With this weird costume, he knew at first glance that he was not one of his own. He immediately took out his gun and fired, but the bullet hit the opponent without any reaction.

The giant strode over at a speed that was inappropriate for his size, picked him up by the neck, and stabbed him hard with the kitchen knife in his other hand, stabbing him into the sky like a sack.

Before he died, the meaning of the last words the agent heard was completely unclear.

"You were so vigilant that you thought you were a personal emperor, but you turned out to be a scumbag."

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In order to play this game, Su Ming also made some preparations. He used the mobile phone he brought from DC to return to Montgomery to record a few pieces of piano music as background music.

Although Wade is crazy, sometimes he does have a point. Bringing your own BGM is more effective, especially for horror movies. Since Su Ming plans to play various monsters and play with these German guys, how can he not miss the theme song?

In fact, it would be easy for him to kill these people, but the key is to create fear, break through the opponent's psychological defense, and make Faust pay a heavy price for what he has done.

Neither the Führer nor Faust should have the technology to make robots huge, nor anything to preserve memories or souls. There are still people behind them.

What Su Ming has to do is to kill the chicken and show it to the monkey. Even if he can't find any clues about the opponent's existence, he still wants to let the unknown enemy know the consequences of coming to cause trouble.

As the leader of Hydra, a professional agent and a psychology expert, it is not that easy to drive Faust crazy and make him die. So how to use fear is the key.

The death knell may not be scary to them, because it is known that although many people do not know the existence of the death knell, judging from the performance of the head of state, he and Faust must be aware of their status.

Known things are never as scary as the unknown. This is human nature. In the process of applying fear and pressure, let the strangulation simulate some indescribable creatures, and add various sound and light effects, and it should be enough.

For this reason, after Su Ming turned off the lights for them, he quickly made some wooden shelves with large iron hooks. The iron hooks were borrowed from a slaughterhouse on the other side of the city.

After he was ready, he happily started playing with these people, not only to execute the plan, but also to relax, so why not do it.

After all, Faust is just an ordinary person. The transport plane Su Ming they took when they came here was even more completely destroyed. It can be said that they can only play this game.

Su Ming just needs to make sure that he lives to the end and feels all kinds of fear.

The first people to be killed were those who went to repair the generator. Although the generator was of no use after repairing it, this was the core gameplay and could not be abandoned. The weirdos transformed from the death knell used various brutal methods to get rid of these people.

Then he calmed down for a while, hiding in the dark and waiting for the bodies of these people to be discovered by his later companions, and then waiting for them to notify Faust, and then started various performances in front of the enemy.

What about tearing up Japanese soldiers with your hands and throwing hooks from a long distance? Anyway, when there are bystanders, you can do it as brutally as you want.

He would not kill all these people in one go, but would give them a chance to fight back, and then make them feel powerless and desperate like a cat and mouse.

The agents were very efficient, and Faust's command was also good, so in less than five minutes, there were only five people left among the dozens of them...

These five people had seen too many of their companions being killed, and they were all frightened. Moreover, they discovered that there was not only the strong man wearing a white hood on the farm, but also some other strange people.

An undead monster wearing an American hockey mask, a lame weirdo with a chainsaw, and a man in yellow with an octopus head.

A nightmare, really a nightmare.

Their current idea is to escape for their lives and escape from being hunted by various monsters.

"Chief, all my team members are dead. Just now there was a weirdo riding a children's tricycle with a blush on his face who wanted to play a game with them and kill them all!"

"Me too, leader. My team member was captured by a white man with nails all over his head. He performed some kind of ascension ceremony. All his skin and flesh were gone. He died miserably!"

Several people gathered around Faust and took turns complaining, telling the horrors they saw. The most important thing was that they encountered different monsters almost at the same moment. However, the farm was still dark and silent, as if nothing happened. Nothing happened.

If it weren't for the cold bloody smell in the air and the screams that had just disappeared from their ears, they would rather believe that it was all a nightmare.

When did so many monsters of all kinds appear in the United States? Why have I never heard of it before?

"Failed, our intelligence work really failed..." Faust's face didn't look good either. His situation was even worse. He had encountered almost all kinds of weirdos that his subordinates had seen. Once, there were more monsters that other teams had not encountered.

If he hadn't thrown away his followers every time to provide support, he might have died long ago, but even so, by now he has lost all his personal guards.

"Chief, let's let one person seize the time to repair the transport plane, and then the others will find a way to safely attract the enemy's attention." One of the small bosses gave suggestions.

"Not a bad idea." Faust showed approval and patted the agent's shoulder: "But someone reported that the plane was seriously damaged before. The four of us went to repair the plane. You go to attract the enemy's attention. Take care."

"ah?"

"This is an order! If you come back alive, I will ask the head of state to take credit for you. If you are unfortunately killed, you will definitely be able to return to the true God of Hydra and enjoy eternal happiness." Faust's face sank, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. All gone.

After hearing this, the agent gritted his teeth and said, "Long live Hydra."

Then, he turned around and ran towards the farm, making a lot of noise. Before he could run out of Duanduo, he only heard a scream coming from the darkness.

That person is gone.

Faust was startled for a moment, but there was no other way. He could only take the opportunity to lead the others and sneak away in the other direction. However, after taking a few steps, a burnt man wearing a horizontal striped sweater came out from behind the barn. patient.

The man moved the long steel claws on his hand with a ferocious smile on his face, leaving long scratches on the barn wall as he walked. He held up the cowboy hat on his head and saluted: "Where do you want to go? Here This is your dream, and I am the king of dreams.”

"Fire!" Faust ordered immediately.

"Jiejie...it's useless, come play hide-and-seek with your Uncle Freddy!"

After saying that, the man's arm suddenly stretched out, spanning a distance of dozens of meters, and the hand with steel claws ripped out the heart of an agent next to Faust and crushed it into pieces.

Others fired violently at him, but the blade on that finger chopped up all the bullets easily, like an exaggerated cartoon.

Faust's heart sank more and more. Although he knew that there were many powerful people hiding in the world, he never expected that he could see so many pure demons in a suburban farm.

It's not that there are no agents trying to negotiate with weirdos, but the best result is to make small talk and then be chopped into mince by the weirdos.

The other party has no reason but to kill them for fun, which is the most terrifying thing.

"Retreat!" After saying that, Faust took the lead and ran outside the farm. It seemed that repairing the plane was not feasible, so as a last resort, he could only hope to run farther in the snowy forest.

Under cover of fire, the remaining three quickly fled.

Su Ming didn't chase after him immediately. Keeping people tight would make them numb. It would be more effective to let them run for a while to catch their breath, and then think about it for a while before he appears again.

Do you think you can escape by running into the forest? Deathstroke wouldn't have thought of this? It's all just a game, a game they can never escape.

Watching several people disappear from sight, Su Ming patted and strangled again. Freddy suddenly turned into the appearance of a Predator without a helmet. Then he let the cloak take off directly and circled around to block people on the road ahead of Faust and the others' escape. went.

He really wasn't cheating.