You're already dead.

"No, that won't do. Ethan, calm down and use your head..." Ethan secretly thought in his heart that if he continued to allow the vehicle to fly down, it was irresponsible for life. Under such a powerful, fine artillery bombardment, the death rate of the mindless rush out is too high.

Ethan suddenly a handbrake, the steering wheel to the right rudder, the vehicle and the ground issued a not harsh friction sound, Ethan did not wait for the vehicle to stop, open the door, a dive jumped out.

Right in front of me was where the weird flowers had just grown, and where the silver predators had crawled out.

Ethan pounced quickly, his feet on the soft ground, looking for the cave.

There is no doubt that the cave is a natural bomb shelter, in the empty wilderness, Ethan has no structure for shelter, in which case, the deep hole may save Ethan's life!

Under air raid, in the wilderness, the deeper the hole, the smaller the hole, the better the chance of survival.

This is the experience of generations, back in the day, the Red Army across the mountains in the face of the impending air attack, with such methods.

What's more, the silver predators have just shown that they mean no harm to themselves, at least they have found Ethan, and they have not captured Ethan. On the other hand, they even saved Ethan's life, after all, they captured a large number of evolutionary zombies and inhuman dogs, which is to help Ethan break out.

"And the cave? And the deep pit?" Ethan feet on the soft land, kneeling on the ground, constantly looking for, the roar of the mountains seems to be like a countdown to death, so that Ethan speed can not help but faster.

It's a race against time...

Pit! Give me a pit!

Ethan quickly scratches the ground with his hand, digging deep and deep, and the next moment, the palm seems to penetrate a layer of soil, through the empty space.

Ethan's eyes congealing, even continue to dig the action did not dare to have, he did not have time to delay, hands holding the soil, head into it.

Boom!

Not far from Ethan, the newly abandoned military vehicle, in close contact with the bomb, rumbled.

"Hey! With his hands on the edge of the pit, Ethan climbed in hard with both hands and rolled onto his back on the ground.

Ethan gasped, even if it is no matter how calm, he is still a little shocked, when Ethan returned to God, surprised to find that the surrounding environment how familiar?

Wait a minute?

Ethan then realized that he had just pulled down the soil and his body into the pit, so, according to the reason, after passing through the soil, his body should be falling at this time.

But...

Not only did Ethan not fall, he found himself through the soil, his hands clinging to the edge of the pit, once again in a climbing position.

The top of the head is still... The sky?

Is this another dimension? Different dimensional continent with pit mouth as demarcation point and pit mouth as ground plane?

The surroundings are getting more and more familiar. How can this look like... No, the conditions here are exactly as they were when Ethan arrived.

The forest, the road, is just a mold!

What is this? A mirror world?

The difference is that the sky here is cloudy, the surrounding environment is somewhat dim, there is no sun in the sky, and the cold and musty smell in the air makes people secretly nauseous.

Ethan half knelt, looking incredulously at the familiar scene around him. It all seemed so unreal to Ethan.

Hiss... Far away in the deep forest, a huge silver figure issued a roar, no doubt, the heavy body walked aimlessly.

Ethan body tight, quickly lay down, came here is really helpless, Ethan in the face of missile bombing, can only come here to survive, although Ethan think is just these predators say hello to themselves, and did not hurt themselves, so here is relatively safe.

But where hasn't there been an accident? What if you do something that annoys these predators? So Ethan didn't even dare squat, he went back to the position he had when he first met the predator, and quickly fell down on his stomach, with the word "cute" written all over his face...

After all, the race is so different that Ethan has no chance of winning, running away is nonsense, and Ethan is the equivalent of a newly enrolled elementary school student in front of the predator, which is a professional ufc fighter.

Guys, I'm just gonna hide for a second, just for a second, and then I'm gonna go, and I'm not gonna bother you. Don't get mad, you see how cute I am.

Meanwhile, the Earth dimension.

"Yes, that's the way it should be, mother - damn it, those bastards, we should have done it." Outside the bombing zone, a group arrives, led by John the Power.

John listened to the rumbling sound in the distance, and his face was filled with relief: "Blow up these bitches. Get everything ready. I want to be there as soon as the bombing stops!"

In John's head, he fantasized about the inhuman dogs and the evolutionary zombies, and the inhuman dogs were nothing, but the evolutionary zombies must have crystal nuclei in their heads!

That's why John begged so hard, so tearfully, to get a spot on this mission.

But Wilson and Kate didn't come, they were dealing with their injuries, but it was just as well, it was just what John wanted.

Thinking of the crystal core in his head, thinking of his body and ability will be further improved, John's body are a little trembling, after getting the command command, John directly ordered.

"Captain, he overstepped his authority. This is your team." "Said the Special Forces soldier.

A slight white man had a blank face and no reaction.

"What are you waiting for? Get the job done quickly! The officers are still waiting for the corpses of those evolved zombies!" John turned to the leader of Special Task Force Seven and shouted.

"Go!" The little man finally spoke with a slight twinkle in his eyes.

Having got the result he wanted, John stopped talking, in fact, his heart was no longer here.

Right now, in another dimension.

Ethan is facing a test of life and death, because, just now, the silver hunter in the forest has come in his direction.

Ethan held his breath, not to make a sound, and just then the giant predator walked over to Ethan, crouched down on all fours, his large face splayed slightly like a petal, swaying slightly above Ethan's head.

You don't have a nose, so why are you sniffing?

It was like Ethan was playing dead. He didn't dare move.

"Hoarse... Hiss..." The smell of blood filled his nose, replacing the damp, musty smell of the air, as Ethan clutched a double-edged sword in one hand.

"Yi-yi-yi!!"

There was a shrill roar in the distance, and the predator who was still sniffing at Ethan jumped to his feet, turned and roared in the direction of the sound, and ran as fast as he could.

All of a sudden, a variety of shouts came from all directions, Ethan cold sweat, because he saw at least three silver figures passing by his side, thanks to his just withstood the pressure, otherwise the consequences were unimaginable.

"Call..." Ethan was so relieved. Had they been called away? What did they go to? Does that mean they're on a mission? This powerful race is a mystery.

In any case, Ethan did not want to stay here much longer, he hurried to the ground with both hands, and in the soft soil that had been smoothed again, Ethan smashed a hole with one hand.

Ethan had barely peeled away the half-thin soil when he heard a familiar voice from below:

"Heck, what about those evolutionary zombies? What about their bodies? How am I supposed to deliver?"

John! ?

Ethan froze for a moment, then heard the sound of an argument.

"Mr. Powers, even if we don't bring back the corpses of evolved zombies, even if the mission fails, it's our responsibility, and you don't have to hand it over." It was a strange voice, and Ethan didn't know who it was.

"Shit." John cursed fiercely, looking around, "Not only evolutionary zombies, even those xenogenic dogs, also disappeared, so many bad dogs, even if the body is bombed, will leave traces, they can not..." Ah..."

John was looking around, and before he could finish swearing, he felt a tremendous force at his ankle, and then he was yanked downward.

By the time the crowd reacted to the attack, John was half pulled into the ground, and Ethan's hand was not seen.

"What is that? Quicksand? Take his hand!" "Shouted the leader of the seven teams.

And the special soldier who was just proud and had some disputes with John, but took a step back, repeatedly confirmed his safety, repeatedly confirmed the so-called "quicksand" range, and then extended his rifle to John.

"f**k! What are you waiting for? You're at...." John shouted in a panic, clutching the edge of the land with his hands, but the soil around him was so soft that it was really difficult to use it.

"You! Here you are! Me! Come in! Come on!" Ethan crouched down, his heart roaring, his waist straining and viciously pulling John's body out of the ground.

"Back up! Fall back! Everybody back up!" The leader of the seven groups shouted quickly. In fact, even if he didn't, the soldiers with their feet on the soft ground would have retreated.

They are all too aware of the oddity here, and the danger of this mission is far beyond normal, from the words of the Power leader Wilson and the reservists who have returned to base.

This was supposed to be the mission of Special Forces Three! Three damn teams got killed too many times on their last mission, or the Al Qaeda leader wouldn't have sent seven.

John shouted in panic, and the expected hard fall to the ground did not occur, and he changed from a state of lying on the Earth to a state of lying on a different dimension continent.

In other words, Ethan and the soldiers outside the soil are standing on the same ground, only they are facing each other.

The next moment, John only felt a chill in his back, a sharp half-foot combat blade was severely stabbed into John's heart!

Baaaaah!

"First cut, first inform your death!" Ethan body instantly bullied, quickly pulled out half a foot sword, knee hard against the back of John's head, the heavy blow not only let John into a dizzy state, and even John's head are pressed into the soft land.

The sharp blade carries a blood tank, and when it is pulled out, it is also accompanied by pieces of broken meat, and the blood flows out.

Ethan's eyes were cold, just like John's. "Second, I thought you were a man and at worst a good soldier, but you're a sneaky, selfish bastard."

Faced with a Power, Ethan doesn't give John a chance to fight back, so when he says "second cut", what really happened is... He's made his fourth stab...

"Third, however noble your position may be, be careful not to give me the slightest chance." Ethan's cold whisper lingered in John's ears.

"Don't die, there's a seventh cut, an eighth cut..."