"Hangars A1 to A16 are all normal, but you'd better come here and have a look." Words * love * first * hair 『』???? One novel w?w?w?.? 1x?i?aos?h?u?o?Also, bring a few more people, I'm only one person here. Well, I can't tell, it's a strange situation here. By the way, if it doesn't work, we can still contact Mr. Shi. ”

Across the phone was the voice of the infield guard. He stopped talking, his tone nervous.

"It's too late. You just have to observe. You don't have to come forward no matter what happens. Li Qi replied to the other party. She is the combat commander and the executive director of the day-to-day management of Shishi Military Company, and has to deal with all kinds of emergencies at any time. This work report made her very uneasy. Hangars A1 to A16 are the all-weather fighter jet parking places, with a total of 4 squads, which is the most important key place for Shishi Military Company. As long as the Shangtang base does not issue a retreat order, it is necessary to ensure the safe and effective operation of these 16 hangars.

However, Li knew that these 16 hangars were just shields for a classified project. Behind the standby hangar, there is an even more important secret place, the numberless hangar. It was tightly sealed, the gates were closed, and no access was made at all, except for ventilation ducts protected by a grid grid. Almost everyone at the Shangtang base has never been near the numberless hangar, and there are many strange rumors circulating there.

"But I'm alone." The guards stressed again.

"Did you see anything?" Although Li knew the importance of the numberless hangar, she felt that the guards' reaction was too unusual, as if they were frightened.

"No, I didn't see anything." He hurriedly denied it, and then added, "The key is not to see, but to ......"

"What's there, what's there. Hurry up and answer. ”

Li Qian interrupted the other party impatiently. At this moment, her nerves were also tense, and she was anxious to find Qiao Hongyu, but she was stopped by a guard's report.

Her mind was no longer on combat command. The only way to find Qiao Hongyu now was to listen attentively to the faint, song-like whispers in the air and follow the voice. But Li Qi felt that the singing voice was getting weaker and weaker just now, and she almost couldn't hear it, and she had to concentrate on listening to distinguish Qiao Hongyu's weak voice. Maybe Qiao Hongyu's illness is doing it again, maybe she's really going to die.

Li Qian didn't want to delay for even half a minute, she needed to listen to Qiao Hongyu's voice quietly.

"But," insisted the guard, "it is not the seeing, but the voice." I heard, I heard the voice. ”

"Voice? What do you hear? ”

Li Qi, who was looking for a way to make a sound, became even more nervous.

"Breathing! Very loud breathing. ”

"Where's the sound of breathing?"

"It's everywhere, there's a loud breath here and there, you listen to it yourself."

There was a collision sound from the earpiece in Liqi's ear, and it was the guards who lifted the earpiece into the air. She heard a huge, eerie gasp from the other side, like an ancient beast of unprecedented magnitude preparing to wake up from its slumber. What's even more unbelievable is that Li Qi felt that the sound of breathing and Qiao Hongyu's murmur seemed to have some kind of strong and perfect rhythm in rhythm.

"I'll send reinforcements over right away, and I'll be there soon."

"Hurry up, the sooner the better."

Hang up the phone, and the whole environment immediately fell silent.

Li Qi lifted her hand from the phone and clasped her arms tightly, only to realize that she had just mistakenly thought that her body had been in the midst of that huge and terrifying breathing, which was unbelievable. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up the receiver again and dialed the phone of the infield security department, and deployed more people to help the poor guard at the airport. Now the manpower in the base is extremely tight, and Li Qi can't return to the command center, so it's not easy to make personnel adjustments. After a qiē arrangement was made, she reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and rearranged her thoughts.

Where is Qiao Hongyu, whether there is a connection between her whispers and the strange breathing sound in the base's infield; and my own strange experience of sleepwalking, which has not yet been answered.

The night gets deeper and the weirder things get denser.

Li Qi left the phone and walked slowly towards the cabin door, tiptoeing to try not to make a sound.

Strange faint singing voices can still be heard in my ears.

She walked forward, almost holding her breath, until she reached the hatch.

Leaning against the door frame, Li Qi gradually heard clearly, it was indeed Qiao Hongyu's voice. Qiao Hongyu's voice is sweet, she often whispers alone, like a soft chant, but unfortunately Li Qian can never hear what she is talking about.

Tonight was a little special, and I seemed to understand the murmuring coming from the depths of the hallway, or I was about to understand it. But there are always some strange pronunciations, and they are difficult to distinguish. The sentence ends with a long sigh, like a complaint, like a call.

As soon as he stepped out the door, the voice became more urgent. Why was her heart sucked out, was she calling herself.

Stepping out of the room completely, there was the corridor in front of me. As she stepped forward, the echo of footsteps was heard in her ears again. I feel like I'm doing the same thing and repeating my dreams over and over again. Li Qian raised her wrist to look at her watch, and her heart began to be afraid, she suspected that she had fallen into the trap of time.

The murmurs in the air became weaker, slower and lighter, and Li felt that she was going to be uninvited again. She ran along the same corridor as before. God, the strange footsteps echoed back to follow him. Just when Li Qi wanted to go back and confirm again, she experienced a strange experience that was completely different from just now. The footsteps did not stay behind, but kept approaching themselves. Li Qian subconsciously lowered her head, and she could even feel a definite voice pass through her body and continue to move forward until she disappeared into the darkness ahead. The faster she ran, the denser the footsteps, and at that moment she even began to doubt her eyes, as if she saw countless figures running with her, constantly passing herself and disappearing ahead.

She concentrated her attention on Qiao Hongyu's nervous dreams. Li couldn't figure out if it was a song or if she was talking to herself. This rhythmic whisper has been around for a while, and I have always had a hard time hearing it, and I just feel like I'm listening to her dreams. Maybe dreams can also be infected by guò sounds, and I am even infected with the mysterious and strange atmosphere on her body, and inexplicably, there is a creepy feeling under her feet that is slowly climbing up along her legs.

Li Qi pulled up her feet and ran forward, trying to shake off the fear in her heart. Stumbling along the way, I don't know where to go. Suddenly, a fork in the road appeared in front of her, and the handwriting on the passage sign startled Li Qi. It wasn't really a very special text, just marked "Underground Hangar Entrance" and the hatch number, but these words were clearly the place I had just passed, as if I had just been born a few minutes ago, which made people remember clearly. This is by no means the piece of sign that I see every day, and it clearly leaves an imprint on my mind when I pass by. In other words, he did see Meng Jie just now, but he didn't know when he returned to Qiao Hongyu's hospital room.

To the left is the morgue of the fighter jets, do you want to check it again, maybe the number of people who are still copying the wood is still being struck; On the right is the source of the singing, and Qiao Hongyu should be at the end of the corridor.

Ruge's whispering stopped abruptly at this moment, and Li Qi felt her heart tighten, turned around and ran into the corridor on the right.

The further she ran, the more she felt that everything was familiar, and that creepy sense of fear caught up again. Every passage and corridor in the Shangtang base is obviously a place that I pass by every day, but why is it so strange tonight, everywhere makes people feel familiar and vague, as if I have been away for many years and returned here again. Inside the Shangtang base is a permanent fortress, and the underground space is almost entirely metal, which is equivalent to dismantling an aircraft carrier and burying it underground. The rooms and corridors are all metal cabins, and the end of the corridor is equipped with a gate that meets the needs of the three defenses, and the door is marked with the number of underground floors and the location coordinate number.

Li Qi passed through several gates and ran until the end, where the commander and officers were resting in front of her.

There are no lights on, it's dark. She heard the sound, the sound of breathing, Qiao Hongyu was here, somewhere in the depths. Reaching for the light, he walked to the backmost door. It is a taller and narrower partition door than the others, and it is inlaid with a sign on the door: No idlers are allowed to enter.

She pushed the door open, and it was dark inside. Fingers fumbled by the wall, pressing the switch, and the light bulb in the shock shield above his head flashed twice, illuminating the place. The status monitoring panel on the four walls shows a qiē normal. The central square table has not been moved, and on it is marked the maintenance, transit and reserve warehouses of the cave, and next to it are scattered pieces of wood of various colors representing the aircraft.

Nothing has been moved, Qiao Hongyu is not here.

Suddenly, the filing cabinet was opened. She walked over quickly and saw that the metal drawers had all been pulled open, but the various notebooks and storage hardware were still in place. Li Qian was not at ease, and stretched out her hand to flip through it, the numbered books were all in place, but only the log book with her name was missing.

There wasn't much information in the journal book, it was just a record of the attendance of the combatants. These records are archived in electronic format, and Li Qi just writes them down on paper according to her habit, and it is not a big deal if she loses them.

But tonight is different. To be exact, if this notebook had been lost a few days earlier, she wouldn't have bothered about it at all. But after Meng struck it, it was different. In that inconsequential private notebook that no one would read at all, Li Qi wrote down her impressions, opinions, words in her heart, and many stupid things about Meng.

Why did Qiao Hongyu take away her own notebook when she was seriously ill, and it was a completely private notebook.

Li Qi began to feel a little panicked.

At this time, the soft whisper of a song sounded again.

It was Qiao Hongyu's voice, and she was next door.

Her voice is wonderful, too beautiful to belong in this world:

“…… It's the same midnight in April, the same loneliness.

I wanted to sleep for a long time, but I was so noisy that I didn't feel sleepy.

Who's in such a hurry, like a crow bringing bad news.

The black bird flapped its wings,

The chasing man is confused.

It's a pity that she can't catch up, so she is in a hurry.

She couldn't figure out where she was.

Why not look up and hold your breath.

The blood-red curtain has long been drawn high,

The cry of crying, the evasion of avoidance,

Only the devil is watching the play......"