Yu Xing was not the first to discover these faces. By the time he ran back to the camp, the camp was already on alert.

The gaze disappeared.

Wu Runhao was just about to look for his troublesome little brother-in-law when he saw someone coming back, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still had a lot of tension.

The third and fourth groups were responsible for night guard duty, and they were already facing the direction where the white-faced specters were coming from, standing with their guns ready.

"Second group, be ready to provide support at any time. Medical team, prepare to treat the wounded. Everyone else, stay in the tents and don't come out!" Wu Runhao didn't use the loudspeaker this time because the people in the camp had already closed their mouths and it was dead silent.

The researchers and the armed forces at least roughly believed in the existence of the undead, but the logistics, medical, and miscellaneous personnel all had a look of disbelief.

Oh, maybe they really did see ghosts.

Wu Runhao said again, "Set up the camera on the tripod and make sure to capture these things for me."

Yu Xing reluctantly dragged the camera over.

"You go back and go into the tent." As soon as Wu Runhao saw him, he immediately pushed him inside.

"Don't, I'm also filming. Don't make it special at this time. I'll stand back a bit." Yu Xing was unwilling in his heart, but he appeared very enthusiastic on the surface, arguing with a frown.

Wu Runhao cursed inwardly, not having time to waste with him. He arranged the safest shooting position for him and placed Lao Liu next to him, claiming it was to take care of him.

Those white-faced specters were approaching the camp, and they were not slow.

The captain of the third group looked through the binoculars and couldn't help but curse, "Damn, these are really ghosts!"

Yu Xing also saw the true appearance of the approaching specters through the camera screen.

To be honest, these were the most bizarre specters he had encountered in the deduction game.

There were about a dozen specters in the frame, with slender figures and heads emitting white light, like lampshades covering a light source.

The bodies below the heads were particularly deformed, twisted like a spiral, with several short legs at the bottom for walking.

Just like a multi-legged insect, all the legs moved rapidly when it moved, which was extremely disgusting.

In the camp, they had entered the range of the armed forces. Due to their instinctive approach and terrifying appearance, Wu Runhao didn't hesitate and immediately handed over the command of the battle to the captain of the third group, asking him to lead his team and the fourth group to launch an attack.

"Aim at them!" The captain of the third group, like Longzhou before, was also a mercenary and spoke directly and rudely. He aimed at one of the fastest running white-faced specters and fired a shot.

The white-faced specter was hit in its twisted body.

It let out a scream, its face becoming even more painful and ferocious. It angrily accelerated its pace and charged towards the camp.

Behind this white-faced specter, the other white-faced specters seemed to have been provoked and their speed increased.

"Shoot them all!" The captain of the third group shouted, and immediately, the members of the third and fourth groups all started shooting at the white-faced specters.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of gunshots made Yu Xing frown uncomfortably. He vaguely heard suppressed crying coming from the tents behind him.

This was understandable. Many of the people here did not believe in ghosts when they came to the island. They thought it was just a adventure game.

Logistics, equipment maintenance, and other personnel were capable but not necessarily brave.

Tonight, they truly witnessed the specters, and the atmosphere in the camp would never be as relaxed as it was during the day.

The good news was that the white-faced specters fell one by one.

They had physical bodies, and bullets were enough to destroy their bodies. When they were about ten meters away from the camp, only six of them were still advancing.

Their roars turned into wails, and they emitted indescribable cries. Looking at the complex expressions on the glowing white faces, Yu Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

A guess flashed through his mind, and he calmly aimed the camera at the nearest white-faced specter.

With the faint light emitted by the white-faced specters, Yu Xing saw clearly that their twisted bodies were covered in clothes!

However, the clothes, along with the skin, were twisted and tattered, making it impossible to see their original appearance.

His pupils contracted, and he squinted at the sides of the white-faced specter's body.

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The white-faced specters had no arms. It seemed that their arms were twisted inside their bodies. He switched the camera's focus to several other specters before finally seeing what he wanted to see on one of them.

A red armband!

This discovery seemed to indicate that things were developing in the worst direction. Yu Xing didn't hesitate and immediately shouted loudly, "Brother-in-law! There's a group's red armband on the white-faced specter! They are a team!"

Wu Runhao, who was nervously watching the battle, was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically!

The members of the third and fourth groups were also shocked, and their shooting speed noticeably slowed down.

Wu Runhao seemed to remember something and patted his body, realizing that his walkie-talkie was missing.

He shouted loudly to the back, "Who saw my walkie-talkie!?"

Wu Runhao's voice echoed in the camp, revealing a hint of restrained panic.

A brave logistics personnel came out of the tent, and his pale face surprisingly resembled the white-faced specters outside the camp, causing Wu Runhao's eyes to widen.

"Mr. Wu, when the second group came back, I saw you casually put the walkie-talkie in your tent." The logistics personnel said.

Wu Runhao asked urgently, "When did I put it there?"

"The second group just came back, and you put it in your tent when you went out to greet them."

Wu Runhao felt thunderstruck.

An absurd guess couldn't be suppressed, and he turned to shout at the members of the third and fourth groups, "Stop shooting, it's an illusion! It's an illusion!"

Yu Xing almost simultaneously thought of the reason.

He was not far from Wu Runhao, and he heard every word of the logistics personnel.

"Brother-in-law, your walkie-talkie is in your tent. So what did you take out before? You also said that the walkie-talkie was not working, and the first group didn't contact you. If that wasn't the walkie-talkie!"

Of course, that wasn't the walkie-talkie.

After dark, everyone experienced hallucinations.

Wu Runhao thought the walkie-talkie was on him, so he didn't bother to think about whether he had left the walkie-talkie in the tent.

Therefore, the repeated calls couldn't be answered.

The walkie-talkie was an illusion for Wu Runhao, and it was also an illusion for Yu Xing.Their illusions were shared, indicating that on Undead Island, illusions did not vary based on each individual's thoughts.

So, these pale faces near the camp... what if they were a collective illusion of many more people?

What if one group was just delayed on the road?

What if one group had been trying to contact Wu Runhao, but received no response?

What if, after being late by more than forty minutes, a group finally returned to the vicinity of the camp, only to be shocked to find guns pointed at them from their own camp?

Wu Runhao couldn't bear to think further. He quickly ran back to his tent and grabbed the walkie-talkie.

The walkie-talkie was on, transmitting faint moans.

"Calling... calling..." The voice was intermittent, and just by listening, one could imagine that the person using the walkie-talkie on the other end was on the brink of death.

Upon Wu Runhao's orders, the third and fourth groups ceased fire, leaving only one pale face still approaching the camp.

Its speed slowed down.

Its figure staggered.

When it stepped into the range of the small flag planted in the camp, it collapsed to the ground.