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"what happened?"
"Look below."
"What's going on down there?"
......
"this......"
"I also find it strange, when did so many footprints appear?"
! ! ! ! !
The girls looked at each other, noticing that each other's pupils had unconsciously dilated.
Damn it, they overlooked that!
"Did someone walk back and forth here so many times just now?"
"I don't know... No, I have to go down and check."
Oh no, this is bad...
183 Everything is as usual.
They definitely can't leave now, otherwise the newly created footprints and the commotion caused by the seven of them will expose them. They can only hide nearby and leave after it's all over.
But where could they hide?
"..."
Everyone instinctively looked at the trash can next to them.
The way 40 looked at 45 was even a little unsettling.
But 45 could only shake his head helplessly: "There's nothing we can do..."
Seeing that the other party was still hesitant, 416 and Victor lifted the lid of the trash can and jumped in.
"Look, they've all gone in, let's hurry up too."
"Uh, well..."
It's better than a direct fight, right?
The two sisters then hid inside the trash can next to them.
This time, AA12 could only hide in a trash can by herself because her mobile shield took up too much space. Even though it was detachable, there was simply no time to detach it in this kind of place. It was already quite good that she didn't create any extra noise.
They're too busy looking after each other to care about anything else right now; they can only hope that nobody's still standing outside waiting...
A few minutes...
"No, why are you in such a hurry to open the door? The fire is still burning and the wind is blowing upwards."
"No, I have to check. We might be being watched."
"Watched? What? Watched? Someone?"
"boom!"
The sound of banging on the door and light footsteps indicated that someone had come outside...
The USS member wasn't mistaken; the ground in front of the door was indeed covered with footprints of varying sizes...
"Damn it, you're not trying to tell me those monsters are dancing downstairs in our building, are you?"
He found it hard to believe.
They weren't unfamiliar with monsters called Lickers; the company's briefings included information about them. These footprints did indeed match the characteristics of those monsters, appearing messy and disorderly.
But there are problems too. Those monsters have no reason to linger around here. When they arrived, there weren't any corpses piled up at the entrance, and there aren't now either. There's not even a drop of blood to be seen, and...
Compared to the "claws" of creatures like lickers, these look more like human boots of varying sizes, at least not outside the category of humanoid creatures.
"Damn it, what are you in such a hurry to see?"
Another male voice, nearly 40 years old, came from inside the door, and the intermittent footsteps indicated that he had also come out.
Then, I saw the footprints.
"What... what happened...?"
"I do not know."
It seems they've all become suspicious.
The girls instinctively gripped their weapons tighter, temporarily forgetting the stench around them.
However, we still have to thank the design of this trash can. There is a small gap on the side of the flip-top, just big enough to stick out a finger. Of course, you can also peek outside. Although we don't know what the purpose of this gap is, it has provided them with a lot of help at this moment.
They can see what's going on with those guys.
The guy who had been smoking on the second floor slowly walked out, holding a weapon, trying to find some clue.
Unbeknownst to him, several eyes were fixed on him, shrouding him in the fear of death.
"Hiss... How exactly is this painting made?"
The young teammate who had been arguing with him earlier also came out of the room.
The two wandered around the area where the footprints were gathered for a few hours, but still found nothing new, so they gathered together again.
"Did you find anything?"
"No, only footprints and piles of trash. I really don't want to stay outside for another second..."
"Tsk, please, there's no afternoon tea for you here. Think about how to get down to business."
"I know, but do you have a solution?"
"I don't know. The company didn't explain our mission clearly. They just told us to find a human team, but there's no one around here except for those monsters. Now that it's snowing, we can't even see any monsters. I really can't think of any other purpose for this mission besides 'testing our will'..."
Having said that, he already had the idea of returning to his room.
"Then what are you going to do now?"
"Let's go back and stay here, since we don't have any leads anyway."
"..."
"Ugh, damn it, it's so cold..."
The two abandoned their plan to continue searching and returned to their room, where they stayed until the door closed.
After three minutes, the girls in the trash can finally adjusted their positions slightly.
AR15 and M16 were in the trash can directly opposite the door, in the most dangerous area. The front of the trash can had no gaps, so they couldn't see what was happening outside.
"have they gone?"
AR15 could only learn about the situation outside by contacting 416.
The person being contacted is 45.
"They're gone, or at least that's how it appears."
After receiving information from his teammates, M16 slightly raised the flip cover by one centimeter.
After scanning the area, it was confirmed that no one was left outside...
After roughly confirming it again, 416 and Victor jumped out of the trash can.
"call......"
The fresh air feels really nice.
The first two people to leave stayed in place for four minutes without incident, after which the others jumped out of the trash can.
"That was close! Luckily they didn't overthink it..."
I'm still a little scared even now that I'm 40.
"Alright, we shouldn't stay here any longer."
M16 then led his teammates away from the area quickly.
They moved much faster than before, taking advantage of the cover of the eaves, and didn't care about leaving any footprints; they just wanted to get back to their headquarters as soon as possible.
It seems that snow isn't always a good place for covert operations...
"AK12, this is UMP45, mission accomplished, returning to headquarters."
"Received. Where did you guys go? Didn't you finish uploading the information a long time ago?"
"Just now, there was a slight accident, we almost got exposed, but thankfully, everything is normal, don't worry."
45 stuttered a little when he said this.
At least they don't think they've been exposed, and that's exactly what they are.
They didn't observe their own conditions, nor did they install surveillance like the others. If they had, 45, as an electronic warfare android, would definitely have noticed. However, there was nothing there, which is why they could move around near the squad's door without any scruples.
"Received, call ended."
"Call ended."
Fortunately, it ended with a relatively satisfactory conclusion...
184 Licker Cluster
The journey back was no different, except for the girls' speed and level of vigilance. The most troublesome thing now might not be the tyrant who suddenly appeared, but whether the people behind them had noticed them.
They ran at an almost frantic pace, as if fleeing for their lives, afraid to linger in this dangerous place for even a second longer.
After all, they can only maintain high-speed movement the whole time. If they stay in one place for even a little longer, they might be exposed.
Based on their reconnaissance along the way, there shouldn't have been any unexpected events, but plans always change...
416 and Victor were running at full speed ahead. With no zombies to stop them, they were so fast that their hair flew wildly in the wind and even the flickering flames swayed unnaturally.
But going too fast isn't always a good thing.
"Wait, watch out ahead!"
AR15 noticed something and suddenly shouted.
Attracted by her voice, the two turned around and exclaimed, "What? Uh!"
But it was too late...
"Tch, damn it..."
They finally understand why.
The two were tripped by a swarm of Lickers that rushed out from another alleyway and fell in the middle of the group.
"Damn it, where did all these Lickers come from?"
AR15 raised its weapon, but did not fire immediately, as unnecessary noise was extremely deadly at this moment.
But M16 never took out his gun. Instead, he pulled a steel pipe from a trash can next to the alley and slammed it heavily on the ground twice.
"They're probably here to escape the wind and snow, since there are many eaves here, making it much warmer than outside..."
Lickers are living beings too, and they also fear the cold. Compared to the uniform white snow outside, the dark alleyway where snowflakes rarely fall is obviously an excellent place to escape the cold.
The girls happened to run into a group of guys who were also looking to escape the cold...
When the licker pack discovered 416 and Victor in the center of their pack, they did not launch a strong attack immediately. Instead, they chose to linger around their prey like a wolf pack, waiting for an opportunity to attack when the prey was relaxed.
"Calm down, don't shoot, take them out with your bare hands..."
M16 quietly reminded his teammates, and then slowly approached the Licker swarm while wielding a steel pipe.
She was ready to fight...
Everyone knew that now was not the time to fire their guns, so they could only take out their daggers and short-handled axes and prepare for hand-to-hand combat.
But the M16 clearly chose a more down-to-earth and violent approach.
416 and Victor dared not be careless at all. They were surrounded and could only stand back to back, vigilant to prevent any weak points in their defenses from being exposed.
The two sides remained deadlocked, neither daring to make the first move...
About two minutes later, perhaps the lickers had less patience than the girls, and a few of them tentatively launched a feint attack on the two people in the encirclement.
However, it is clear that launching an attack without knowing the opponent's strength is extremely reckless and fatal.