Chapter 47: Escape from the Hospital

At that time, the two sides exchanged fire, and although the Humvee was modified on the surface to be bulletproof, the surface was still beaten into a sieve.

The Humvee's tires were even more bursting, and after a series of sparks were rubbed out of the ground under the action of inertia, several rolls and overturned cars directly came, and finally hit the pillar beam before stopping.

The smoke was everywhere, and the car was on fire, and it was not clear what was going on inside. Prepare for the formation, with the formation of the anti-explosion shield slowly moving forward, and be on full alert.

Suddenly, someone poked his head out of it and threw something out.

There was also a master inside, and the thing had just lifted off, and someone had already hit it in mid-air.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang cracking in the air, a rain of fire appeared out of thin air above, and the high temperature distorted the air on the surface! That's actually!

There is no room for everyone to panic, a shuttle of bullets has already beckoned to them, and it is actually a voice!

is already a wail, even if there is resistance, in the face of this, it is inevitable that they will be suppressed at once, and some people will be hit.

"Ah~ it hurts me."

"I, don't step on him."

"Don't panic, Kuroko, come back to me, go back to your respective positions, and stay ......."

"Save Me ........"

Blood is constantly floating in the air, the smell of burning from the Humvee tires has not yet dissipated, and the smell of being so sweet that you want to vomit desperately goes to your throat, but this moment does not allow you to think about anything, you can shout, you can hesitate, because the next moment there may be a bullet directly in your face!

It's like hell on earth, only the firelight like fireworks bounces back and forth between the short dozen meters, or it's like being in an electric welding field, because it's an open area, there is no protection, and there are still people wailing a second ago.

"Get down!" A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly threw down the fat man next to him, and only then did he survive, and a few people who didn't have time to dodge on the side were directly pierced by bullets, and before he died, he looked at the wound in disbelief, or pressed the wound with a frightened face, but the blood gushing out quickly took away the last glimmer of light in this person's eyes.

Three or four people poked their heads out of the car one after another, their firepower was no less than that of a reinforced platoon, no wonder so many people were sent to surround them!

But the well-trained ones also hurriedly fired back after being beaten, and although the gunfire was sparse, it soon also showed a projectile and turned to suppress that side

.........

"Oh, it's just a few years ago, right? It's all in the news. ”

A young man suddenly remembered and patted his head.

"What do you know?" A person next to him seemed to remember this incident, "This." ”

"I can't imagine that anyone still knows about this Chen sesame rotten grain......"

Liu Bai looked at them with a puzzled expression, could it be that this person has been lonely for a long time and can't stop it when there is a topic?

"I said it, and then I was shot, and I didn't notice the pain when I was relying on the adrenal glands, and when I found out, I had been dizzy for nearly two months......"

When I woke up, I wasn't even clear, but I soon realized that it seemed to be in Jinghai City....... Oh, Our Lady of Humanity Central Hospital, single room, with some instruments next to it, Western-style fittings inside, yellow whitewashed walls, soft and not dazzling.

I just feel a little hot.

I was bracing myself up, feeling a little tired, and I still had some electrode patches on my chest. But the series of large hanging bottles hanging on the top had bottomed out, and the flowers rubbed in the vases next to them had also withered and withered.

A large number of connected hanging bottles have been beaten....... Are they abandoning themselves here to fend for themselves?

It seems to have been abandoned for a while. Did they throw me in the warehouse? Just take a bed and come to me?

At that time, I pressed the call intercom system at the bedside, but no one came after waiting for a long time.

Crawling up, I tore the needle on my hand in pain, I felt very weak, as if I hadn't moved for a long time, and my muscles were a little relaxed, but fortunately, the wound on my body seemed to be healed. Some couldn't stand up and staggered. Only then did I find out that there were actually two medical fig leafs hanging on my body, and it seemed that the top priority was to find a piece of clothing to wear.

"Anyone? Feed! Someone! ”

No matter how I pulled it, I found that this door couldn't be opened, and there were already 10,000 slotted horses galloping in my heart at that time. But after shouting for a long time, no one came to save me, and it felt like I had been abandoned by the world.

I'm a little hungry, looking at the table as if there are some fruits, maybe the leader came to visit me to bring something, and the one who brought something is still conscientious, I'm afraid that the thing won't bring anyone to take a picture and pat my ass and leave.

I ate something and regained some strength, but I was a little blindsided by the scenery outside.

The dilapidated and collapsed buildings, the blackened billboards, the cars scattered everywhere on the streets, the broken houses and rubbles all over the floor, the past is a mess.

The aftermath of dusk enveloped the city, sending out a doomsday dusk, like the ruins of the war, or Syria under artillery fire.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I pushed it open, and finally pushed open the door of the room, only to see that the hallway was also messy. Torn pillows and cotton wool were scattered everywhere, bottles and cans or medical equipment were staggered, and masks and clothes were thrown everywhere.

But no one!

"Wow!" I accidentally kicked off a bottle and it made a loud reverberation in the aisle, and I felt a little uneasy.

As I fumbled in the hallway, there were horrific blood stains on the walls next to me, like performance art pressed by blood-stained hands. Or rather, some animal was dragging its prey past here, with bullets scattered around.

The hallway was a little dim and frighteningly quiet, and there was something attached to the door next to it, as if it was suppressing some evil spirit. The atmosphere was unusually weird

"Bang Bang!"

At the end of the aisle, there seemed to be a knock on the door, and I walked over to find that the door was locked with chains, but the knock was monotonous and continuous, and it was weak, like a dying man making his last struggle.

Could it be that people like me are trapped here? I staggered in, trying to undo the chains.......