I searched and fought in America.

After a brief exchange, Rosen discovered that the information they had extracted from the homeless people was largely the same.

Most of the information is trivial, such as where there is a clean water source or where the rats are fattest.

However, Caesar brought back some new information that made Rosen frown.

“Father,” Caesar said in a low voice, his expression grave, “that old drunkard of mine said that just yesterday, while he was urinating, he saw seven or eight fully armed men, each carrying a weapon, which, according to the description, looked like submachine guns, and they were wearing matching combat uniforms.”

"Fully armed? Seven or eight people?" Rosen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he quickly asked, "Where were they found?"

"It's near that branch pipe on the right," Caesar pointed in the direction leading into the darkness. "That location highly overlaps with the area of ​​activity of the cannibalistic cult you mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Rosen fell into deep thought.

A cannibalistic cult, a mysterious armed squad, and the missing son of its leader... this pipe on the right is now a scene of utter chaos.

"No matter who those armed people are, since the right pipe is our only way out, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it." Rosen looked around at everyone, his tone serious. "For the next operation, everyone, put the safety off your guns and be ready to fight at any time."

"Yes, Father," everyone responded in unison, even the usually carefree Cade silently checked the rifle in his hand.

……

After getting their gear ready, the group bid farewell to the wanderer's camp and began their ascent deeper into the dark tunnels.

When we were closer to the campsite, we could see the path under our feet with the help of the campsite's dim yellow light.

But as they got further and further away from the camp, the light was swallowed up by the darkness behind them, and the surrounding smells became increasingly pungent and foul.

"Smack."

Rosen was the first to turn on his tactical flashlight, and several beams of light pierced the darkness.

The pipe narrowed, and the walls on both sides were covered with slippery moss. After walking for a while, they came to a three-way intersection.

With the blessing of that "miracle map", they naturally didn't need to hesitate.

"Take the right side," Rosen decisively ordered.

The group filed in, and as they went deeper into the pipe, a strange smell began to fill the air. It was no longer the stench of sewage, but a strong, metallic smell of blood.

This instantly put everyone on edge. Caesar silently pulled out a submachine gun from his bag and cocked it.

Rosen glanced at the system interface; the map showed they had covered about a quarter of the distance.

After walking a few hundred meters further, the beam of the flashlight swept across the water, and Gabak suddenly let out a suppressed gasp.

In the murky sewage, several pieces of white bone floated, and on the nearby maintenance platform, one could even see half of a human limb that had been gnawed and was unrecognizable.

The sharp cries of bats could be heard from above from time to time, sending chills down one's spine.

Seeing this horrific scene, Rosen understood.

All of this must be the work of the "cannibalistic cult" that has taken up residence here; they have turned this place into a restaurant and a garbage dump.

Suppressing their discomfort, they continued forward and soon reached the end of the right-hand pipe.

This place feels like the end of a node. There are five or six forks in the wall in front of us, each a different size. Some are only the size of a dog hole, while others are just big enough for a person to pass through.

Rosen looked at the map and saw that the green guide line was pointing to a secluded and somewhat narrow pipe to his left.

Everyone frowned. Just by getting close to the pipe opening, an almost tangible stench hit them. It was the smell of marsh gas mixed with the stench of corpses, making it hard to breathe.

In this godforsaken place, even firing a shot could cause an explosion!

"Everyone put on gas masks." Without any hesitation, Rosen took a mask out of his backpack and put it on his face. "The gas in here might be poisonous."

Everyone did as instructed, and after putting on gas masks, Rosen took the lead, bending over and crawling into the cramped little pipe.

The original structure of the pipe was no longer visible inside; the walls and ceiling were covered with a thick layer of black sludge, which was either grease or some kind of excrement.

The group crawled through the viscous liquid, making "gurgling" sounds.

The pipe seemed endless, and the narrow space was extremely oppressive, like being buried alive in a coffin, bringing immense psychological pressure.

Fortunately, seeing the green bar representing the route on the map gradually shortening brought some relief to everyone.

Finally, after walking bent over for nearly twenty minutes, a sense of openness appeared ahead.

The group crawled out of the disgusting "intestine" and found two more paths ahead. At this point, the system showed that they had already traveled halfway.

"left."

Rosen pointed in a direction, which excited everyone, and they quickened their pace.

However, not long after they stepped onto the left fork in the road, Wang Ling, who was in charge of bringing up the rear, suddenly squatted down and shone his flashlight on a muddy spot on the ground.

"Holy Father, look."

Rosen leaned closer to take a look, and his pupils contracted slightly.

On the muddy ground, there was a clear set of footprints, the marks left by standard combat boots, with clear treads, indicating that they had just been stepped on.

This is definitely not something that cult members wearing tattered shoes or even going barefoot could leave behind.

"It seems Caesar's intelligence was correct," Rosen said in a low voice. "That armed squad also took this route, and they're not far ahead of us."

Everyone took a deep breath, their expressions serious, and the atmosphere became tense.

For the rest of the journey, the group moved through the pipes with even greater care, trying to make as little noise as possible.

After navigating several more complex bends, the red dot on the system map was now almost within reach!

"arrive."

Rosen made a gesture, and everyone immediately stood against the wall and turned off their flashlights.

A faint light could be seen ahead.

They crept over silently and discovered that it was actually a huge underground pipeline transfer station! The space here was extremely open, with a height of more than ten meters. Some people had even built some simple houses on the dry platform using discarded sheet metal and wooden planks, resembling a small underground village.

There were light bulbs at the top, not very bright, but at least there was light. However, the underground transfer station was not as quiet as one might imagine.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! Bang! Bang!

Loud gunfire erupted in the empty underground space!

There's a firefight!