"Swish!" With the help of the psychic power to control objects and the frictional force of the dagger piercing into the wall, Zhuo Fan barely stabilized his body. He looked around again. This was not a room at all, but outside the tower. The hole just now was not a passage at all, but a window.

If you were impulsive and rushed out of the window, you would fall into a meat paste.

Zhuo Fan had noticed it before he saw the scene before him.

"Help!" Aaron was hung upside down on the tower by Zhuo Fan's mental power, and his face was pale.

In the dark night, the whistling wind blew, and the two of them hung on the six-story building. Zhuo Fan looked at the sky. The clouds in the sky were thick and there was no sign of dissipation.

Moen was gone, and there was no trace of him falling under the tower.

The tide of corpses kept pouring out of the window. As soon as it appeared, it immediately began to fall freely under the guidance of gravity. "Swoosh!" "Bang!" The corpse was thrown into pieces.

There was no light in the dark night and the flashlight was gone. Zhuo Fan swept his mental power and found a straight ladder extending upwards beside him. He shouted, "Catch it!" At the same time, Zhuo Fan swung his mental power, and Along's body hit the straight ladder embedded in the wall two meters away. Along hurriedly grabbed the ladder with his hands. Zhuo Fan moved his mental power and also controlled his body to float over.

The two climbed the ladder all the way, and within a minute, they finally arrived at the top of the tower. The platform at the top of the tower was not large, and it was not much in size and a student dormitory. Standing at the top, you could see that the entire mountain was filled with endless tides of corpses. Zhuo Fan noticed that a skylight was open at the top of the empty tower.

Below the skylight is the most hidden place of the entire communication station. If it weren't for the psychic, it would be really not easy to come here.

Aaron was still in fear, and Zhuo Fan patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go!"

The two of them opened the skylight and Zhuo Fan jumped in first.

"Well! You are here. Remember to keep the skylight under control." Moen's cold voice came.

Aaron also jumped down at this time, and Zhuo Fan's mental power moved, "Crack!" The fixed lock of the skylight was immediately locked.

"It's finally safe!" Aaron wiped his sweat and collapsed on the ground.

"This is not necessarily!" Moen poured cold water.

After resting for a while, Along noticed that there was electricity in the room, and the sea blue light covered the entire room. There were some common electronic equipment in the room. Moreover, a corpse in the corner of the wall was already smelling, and the smell was dispersed. The corpse had a strange gray-white helmet on the hand, with dozens of round holes on the helmet, which looked like an ugly hornet's nest.

There was a clock hanging on the wall, and Zhuo Fan took a look at the time. At 2:31 pm, Ah Long also saw the time and temporarily got rid of the danger. He felt much more relaxed.

Zhuo Fan pointed at a row of screens and asked, "Can these devices still be used?"

Moen stood up and typing on the keyboard twice: "Yes, but it's just ordinary monitors, and it's useless to us." "Bang!" Moen pressed the Enter key, and the four screens in front of him immediately lit up. After a squirm of snowflakes passed, the scenes around the tower were captured on the screen.

Aaron saw the dense tide of corpses on the screen and sucked in air: "There are all those things in the building..."

Zhuo Fan was a little surprised and his eyes swept across the room again: "This is not a front-line communication station? Where is the communicator? We may be able to use it."

Moen's face changed and he suddenly shouted: "Look!"

Zhuo Fan and Along quickly turned their heads, and a naked woman in red veil appeared on the screen, and there was no riotous corpse tide beside her. The woman's face was like an angel, and she had a devilish figure. The almost transparent red veil could not hide her moving curves. She revealed a strong sense of maturity and temptation.

Even through the screen, the tempting feeling can still make people crazy.

Aaron's eyes were straightened, and the woman suddenly looked up at the camera, showing a heart-pounding tempting smile. Then the screen took a moment, waited for a few seconds, and the image appeared again, and was filled with the tide of invisible corpses.

Aaron took a step back and sat on the ground. "...Did you see it?"

Zhuo Fan and Moen looked at each other and nodded: "That's David!" The video just now reached the last frame in front of the snowflakes on the screen, and paused. Sure enough, they saw David's face on the woman's body.

Moen smelled a fishy smell and said blankly: "What's wrong with your pants?"

"It's really ugly." Zhuo Fan said and shook his head. "Including yesterday's, this is the fourth episode!"

"Only three times! Three times! Don't say more to me..." Aaron was halfway through, realizing that something was wrong, and glared at Zhuo Fan angrily.

Moen sneered, and he took out his pistol and pointed it at Aaron's crotch: "Do you want me to help you solve your troubles completely?"

"You bastards! Why do you think about this kind of thing all day long? Are you addicted?" As he said that, Aaron sat down against the corner of the wall, and he made a gesture of contempt.

After a moment of silence, Moen suddenly said, "Do you want some wine?"

Aaron originally had the intention, but when he saw Zhuo Fan shook his head, he could only shake his head. Moen was a little unhappy: "Are you suspicious of me?"

Zhuo Fan did not look at Moen, and looked at the surveillance screen: "It's not a suspicion, I just want to keep a clear head at such a special time."

"Forget it, you don't drink it, I'll drink it myself!" As he said that, Moen took out a silver-shining metal wine bottle and started drinking it.

Afterwards, the three of them discussed and began to take turns to watch the night watch. The person who was watching the night watch was responsible for looking at the screen and monitoring whether something abnormal happened.

This time Zhuo Fan was the first one.

He stared at the screen and kept switching the pictures on the camera. The weird woman did not appear again, but he found through the camera inside the tower that the explosion of the slime monster that had been solved before made the entire tower have a considerable area to melt directly through, which was a complete melt from six to one floor!! Even some important support structures were not spared.

If you look down from the sixth floor, you can directly see the depths of more than ten meters below.

The wind intensified, and the tide of corpses continued to pour in, and the sound of "crying" sounds kept coming from the floor.

Zhuo Fan didn't know how long this tower could last, but he could only wait silently for a longer time. Suddenly, Zhuo Fan felt a touch of green in the cool blue light. He turned his head to take a look, but found nothing. After two seconds, the green light flashed again.

He became interested and simply stared behind him.

Sure enough, two seconds later, a little green light lit up and it shot out from the dark hole of the helmet. "Hey! You two wake up."

After awakening the two, the three of them took the helmets off the corpse. The light on the helmets still flashed. In this way, the change of the helmets suddenly had nothing to do with the corpse.

Aaron picked up the helmet and put it on his head. He pressed it hard a few times. Finally, his head was squeezed to ache. He looked depressed and shook his head and said, "No, this thing is hard like a stone, and the shape inside is irregular. How did this person wear it?" He said, kicking the corpse. The corpse against the wall fell down dejectedly.

Moen tried it too, and he shook his head.

Zhuo Fan moved his mental power, and the honeycomb-shaped gray-white helmet floated up. He turned around a few times before falling down lightly and put it firmly on Zhuo Fan's head. Zhuo Fan felt the moment the helmet fell down, and he automatically adjusted the shape according to his head shape.

This is a special treatment that the two soldiers do not have.

Moen and Aaron looked over in surprise, and Aaron asked, "How do you feel?"

Zhuo Fan closed his eyes, and he tried to integrate his mental power with the helmet. After trying for a few seconds, he opened his eyes: "I feel that the range of mental power is much wider, and it should be something for chanting scholars. With my own mental power dispersion, it is estimated that it can cover ten meters. With this helmet, it is estimated that the entire hill nearby can cover it."

Aaron asked again: "What is that?"

"It looks like about three or five hundred meters, and it has increased dozens of times directly." Zhuo Fan speculated in his heart that the sixth floor of mosquito-silver metal corridor structure can actually increase the coverage of the signal, but part of it was destroyed, causing the effect of the helmet to become worse.

Moen hugged his arms without expression, his eyes swept across the room, and then fell on Zhuo Fan's head: "Can you say... this thing is the communication equipment of this communication station?"

"It's very likely? There have been signals trying to connect in just now." While speaking, Zhuo Fan tried to control the helmet. Under the guidance of his mental power, the holes on the helmet became bright one after another. In a few seconds, most of the holes lit up. However, Zhuo Fan felt that his mental power was rapidly consumed. He quickly stopped trying.

Aaron was delighted and said, "How is it? Can you contact the outside world? Isn't it possible to ask for help?"

Moen's cold face became complicated.

Zhuo Fan shook his head and took off his helmet: "If you want to ask for help, you can't. At present, I can only control the helmet to receive signals. And the mental power consumes too much, so I can hold on for a short time. But I found that someone is releasing search signals now. What do you think? Do you want to contact the person who released the signals?"

The two looked at each other and nodded. Aaron said, "It's better to try it than to wait for death."

This time, Zhuo Fan rested for a while before putting on his helmet. With all his mental power, all the holes in the helmet began to emit a faint green light, which looked like hundreds of miserable green eyes opened together.

Aaron looked at Zhuo Fan with anticipation. Moen also touched his chin and looked up and down, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's connected!" Zhuo Fan immediately became nervous. He had no idea who the strange helmet signal would contact.
Chapter completed!