The academy is full of weeds.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Yao even saw an old rabbit with loose hair and slow movements.

Sure enough, where there are no humans, there is a paradise for animals, and the hares that live here are already full of children and grandchildren.

Peeling through the weeds and walking inside, the three-storey school building has long been dilapidated, and the propaganda slogans that were once written on the wall and are now falling off silently tell the story of the past.

The door at the entrance of the school building was half gone, and when you walked in, you could see that there were rolls of paper, weeds, animal droppings, and unknown hair on the ground.

There is a staircase going up, and there are classrooms on the left and right.

The door of the classroom is not locked, and the desks and chairs are randomly piled up in the corners, counting back decades, the group of police officers who were labeled as Lei Luo back then are studying here, full of fantasies about the future.

No one knows, but in just a few years, Lei Luo has fallen apart, and their group of police officers have all been scattered and reorganized, and there is no possibility of promotion and salary increase for the rest of their lives.

Looking over one by one, Lin Yao also found some drink bottles and some food packaging bags.

Looking at the appearance of these bottles and cans, they should have been left by the travelers who stayed here a long time ago.

The first floor is followed by the second floor, and the third floor.

Lin Yao looked very carefully, and he could tell by the dust on the ground and the residue in the room when the last time someone came.

The answer made him very satisfied, this school building, at least for a few months, no one has been there.

There are some rare traces, which were also left by Zhang Ziwei last time, which fully shows the safety here.

"Come with me, there's a water tower behind the school building, and I've hidden something in it."

As Zhang Ziwei spoke, he raised his left hand.

As if to say, "I didn't mean to call you, but I'm sick now, you can't expect me to be like this, and I'm going to help you move things, right?" ”

"Let's go, get the stuff out first."

Lin Yao beckoned Yuan Kehua to follow and followed Zhang Ziwei to the water tower.

The water tower is two stories tall and is supposed to be built to solve the water problem.

The door was locked, and Zhang Ziwei took out the key from under a stone to open the lock, revealing the true face of Lushan inside.

There was a deep well, an old-fashioned one, six meters wide, and a rusty pump next to it.

Standing next to the well and looking down, because the water level on Hong Kong Island has been declining over the years, the pollution has gradually increased, and the water in the well has long been undrinkable, and the water level has also dropped to the warning line.

"I saw the bottle floating on the water, there was a fishing line tied to the mouth of the bottle, and the fishing line was pulled up and tied with a rope below, and at the other end of the rope were some of the materials I had sealed, and they sank under the water."

Without waiting for the two to speak, Zhang Ziwei said again: "It's just that someone came over and kicked open the wooden door of the water tower, and I don't know what is under the water." Normal people, as long as their brains are not sick, will not go to fish for this bottle, let alone discover my secret. ”

"Hey, you're such a clever little ghost!"

Yuan Kehua had a rare humor, lay down along the handrail, swam to the bottle and picked it up.

Pulling it up, after the half-meter-long fishing line, it was indeed a black string.

After a while, a mouthful of plastic bags was wrapped layer by layer, and a one-meter-long box was lifted up by him.

"What's in there?"

Lin Yao couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Ziwei replied while motioning for Yuan Kehua to open it: "Some compressed military rations, bottled water, two pistols, a box of bullets, and some things. ”

Yuan Kehua opened the box and took a look, in addition to what Zhang Ziwei said, there were indeed some miscellaneous but useful things.

Map, compass, 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, 30,000 US dollars, some first aid medicines, a mobile phone, a waterproof lighter, and a few changes of clothes and sleeping bags.

Although things are not as complete as Li Jiayuan's safe house, they are definitely enough for emergency relief.

After all, Zhang Ziwei and Li Jiayuan are different.

Even if Li Jiayuan is not in power, he is also the real power master of Heliansheng, and he covers the sky on Hong Kong Island.

That's why his safe house will be decorated like an arsenal, relaxing, hiding, and defending.

Zhang Ziwei is miserable, he doesn't have much real power around the Erawan Buddha, the safe house is really for emergency use, and when he uses it, it means that he is desperate and can make a last stand.

"Brother Yao, with just the things here, we won't be able to last a few days."

Yuan Kehua took out the things, and the most important compressed military ration was only twelve bags, and no matter how much he saved, it couldn't last three or four days.

"It's enough, no matter how much supplies there are, we don't have the manpower to fight again."

"It's just a matter of delaying time, and we can deal with today and tomorrow, and our support will arrive by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Yesterday morning, Uncle Dong asked him to hold on for 48 hours.

By now, two-thirds of the time has passed, and Uncle Edon's sensitivity to time will only be less than 48 hours, not more.

Yes, the current supplies are enough to survive.

can't hold on, they were found first by the people of the eight-faced Buddha, and they were also destined for this catastrophe, and they couldn't force it.

And just like that, an afternoon passed in silence.

Zhang Ziwei drugged his hands, wrapped them in gauze, and poured a bottle of disinfectant on them.

Lin Yao understood that Zhang Ziwei's hand was completely useless, and if he could go to the hospital as soon as possible and perform surgery within three hours, his finger could be taken back, not to mention that the recovery could be preserved.

It was too late now, and the only thing he could hope for was that the wound didn't become infected, or he might have to have his leg amputated.

Sitting on the roof of the small building, Lin Yao and the three of them silently ate compressed military rations.

In the new era, there are many flavors of military rations, and the military rations they eat contain rice, sauce meat, juice powder, and mustard, and the taste is neither good nor bad.

But none of them can taste it, and they are like chewing wax.

The battle in the morning was so fierce that only three of the fifteen people survived, and one was disabled, and who could laugh.

Lin Yao reflected on today's battle, and he didn't feel that there was a mistake in command.

Both sides lose because the enemy is too strong, far beyond their horizontal range, just like the top team in the game beats the third-rate team.

Fortunately, one of the two cars that rushed down was damaged in the middle of the road, and only six people really came down, otherwise it would have been ten people who came down, and I am afraid that none of them would have survived.

Thankfully, the enemy snipers didn't take them seriously and didn't use the wandering tactics of a normal sniper.

If he didn't underestimate the enemy, two shots to change a place, or even a shot to change a direction, Lin Yao would not have the confidence to destroy the other party in a one-on-one sniper battle.

Although his marksmanship is good, he excels in amateurism, but he is still far from the professional level.

can eliminate the other party, not how strong they are, but because they are not regarded as adults by the other party.

Underestimating the enemy is the reason for the failure of this group of mercenaries.

Bell bell bell ...

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Yao's phone rang.

He looked at the number, it was Li Jiayuan calling, so he looked at Zhang Ziwei and asked, "Won't it be located?" ”

Zhang Ziwei shook his head affirmatively: "No, only the General Administration can locate the mobile phone on Hong Kong Island, and the sub-bureaus below can't do it, and the audit is very strict." Although Li Jiayuan has some identities, his hand can't reach out to the headquarters, otherwise Hong Kong Island would have been their world a long time ago, and the mainland would not allow such an awesome community to exist. ”