I turned my head to look at the space, and there were thousands of corpses lined up, and I could see that the moment they committed suicide, even the timing of the swing of the knife was predetermined.

The dusty sun-raising flag on the walls seemed to symbolize the so-called immortal soul in their hearts.

Although the Japanese army's spirit of treating death as if it were home was admirable.

But I know that for this group of inhuman little devils, they can't be called real soldiers at all.

There was a simple laboratory bench in the corner, and there was even a strangely rotting skeleton chained next to it.

I couldn't help but lean in, only to find that something seemed to be refracting a faint light in the darkness.

My heart suddenly became vigilant, and I approached with a gentle pace, and finally I found a scene in the dust that made me unbelievable.

It was a half-melted gold bar, which was now placed in a dusty iron plate just like normal experimental material.

The glass test tube next to it, which was plugged with a wooden stopper, shimmered faintly like gold.

The liquid inside is pale yellow, and a yellowish notebook is placed next to it.

I couldn't help but pick it up, and when I opened it gently, I found that it was full of calculations that I couldn't understand.

Vaguely, it can be seen that the above content is still very related to the human genes in the experiment, and it seems that the entire experimental research plan revolves around cells and DNA.

I saw that in addition to some complicated formulas, the second half of the diary was scrawled in Japanese, which seemed to record something unrelated to the experiment.

Thinking that maybe he could provide some clues at the critical moment, he hid in his arms first.

He found a table that was not too badly decayed, and after dusting it off, he placed Suchak on his back.

This time, I checked the injuries on Suchak's body once again, as he was dying.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he unfastened the collar on his body, he began to cough violently, and the collapsed bones in his chest looked extremely terrifying.

It's as if it's a miracle that he's survived until now.

The joints on his body have been misplaced and deformed, and even the palms of his hands are rolled.

I looked at Suzak, who was scarred in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel a little helpless, in fact, his injuries had already injured his internal organs.

Even if we managed to escape at this moment, pulling him to the best hospital in the city would not be able to continue his life.

Instead of this, it is better to give him a good time.

I was suddenly taken aback by this terrible thought in my mind, and I had the impression that I was not a cold-blooded person, let alone that Suchak was my companion.

No matter how dangerous it is, I can't abandon anyone.

At this moment, an extremely subtle and strange voice suddenly appeared behind him.

It doesn't sound loud, but it really reverberates in my ears, and I can't help but feel hairy.

I tightened my grip on the rifle that still had bullets in my hand and walked over to the neatly lined corpses in front of me.

Unexpectedly, the sound stopped abruptly at this time, it sounded like some rodent grinding its teeth crisply, and after it disappeared, the whole square was as silent as death.

These dead Japanese soldiers were all sitting on their knees, and even their heads drooped slightly, giving people an indescribable depression.

Just when I thought I might be hallucinating, suddenly there was a strange movement in front of me.

Following the sound, I could see at a glance that there was a corpse in the pile that stood out from the crowd.

All the corpses were facing me, but he seemed to have his back to me, out of place with the other caesarean little devils.

It was a little blurry in the dim light, and I was a little unsure for a while, whether it was because I was dazzled.

After all, in this left underground square of the Japanese army, I still hope that nothing strange will happen.

My eyes were drawn to the iron door on the wall.

It was a huge iron door about four meters high and two meters wide, covered with rust that had not been opened for decades.

I followed the empty passage left in the center of the group of corpses, and walked towards the position of the iron gate little by little, but I didn't dare to let down my guard in the slightest.

Maybe it's because of the subconscious reaction of my brain, which makes me can't help but look at the corpse with its back to me in the group of corpses next to me from time to time.

This time, I saw that the corpse was indeed in the opposite direction to the others.

Because all the little devils must face the sun-raised flag when they commit suicide, in order to achieve the so-called apology to the emperor and the soul to be relieved.

As ridiculous as it sounds, I've been exploring the underground fortifications of the little devils for so many years, and I've found out that they do it all the time.

On the other hand, the corpse in front of him seemed to be a little unusual, as if it had deliberately turned its body around.

I had an indescribable premonition in my heart, and I always felt that there was an inexplicable danger lurking around.

However, the corpses everywhere in the square were already sallow and stinky, and there were only two living people, Suzak and me, how could there be other potential threats.

Only this corpse was nondescript, which aroused my suspicions a little.

Holding an old scratched Type 38 rifle, he aimed at the corpse and stepped over a little bit.

Maybe it was because he was so engrossed that he accidentally tripped over the corpse under his feet.

"Ahh

I was so frightened that I couldn't help but scream, thinking that someone was reaching out in the dark and tripping me up, which was very creepy.

Fortunately, the fall was not serious, but it happened to lie on his stomach in front of the corpse.

The other dried corpses that were crushed under him were so rotten that they simply scattered dust and bone slag everywhere.

I couldn't help but hold my breath, I didn't even dare to breathe, for the first time I felt so inexplicably depressed.

There was a great fear in my heart that I had never felt before.

When I raised my head a little, an eerie sound filled my ears, like the sound of something grinding its teeth.

"Crunch... Crunch. ”

When I looked up, I saw two black holes staring at me, and this corpse was as badly decomposed as the other dried corpses.

It's just that I don't know why, looking at this rotten face, there is an indescribable weirdness.

It wasn't until I straightened my head a little bit that I realized that this person's facial features were reversed.

The two black holes in the chin just now were the eye sockets, and then the nose and mouth appeared on the forehead.

This scene is exactly like the statue of the strange woman we found in the tunnel at the time.

"Ahh Ahh

I let out a strange roar and subconsciously ran out, but I didn't expect the sound of grinding teeth in the pile of dried corpses in front of me to be clearer and more ear-catching.

Just when he began to wonder if it was a corpse that "cheated the corpse", a few huge mice with white hair actually drilled out of the darkness.

These rats have white fur and white claws, and they look the same color as ordinary mice, but most importantly, they are surprisingly large.

If I weren't close to it, it would have been easy to mistake it for some unknown monster.

I picked up the Type 38 rifle and was about to pull the trigger, but seeing that it was just a mutated rat, I stopped trying to shoot it.

Counting the more than a dozen bullets in my pocket, except for the ** that cannot be used as a last resort, these bullets are already the hole cards that I can use.