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The violinist looked back at Ye Han: "Are you trying to say something?" If you have something to say, just say it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"I suggest figuring out the structure of the base first." Ye Han said, "Looking around like a fly without a head, when is it a head?" ”

After that, he subconsciously glanced at the battery bar, and the full battery bar when he left the car had dropped to more than 70 percent, and he really didn't know how long the remaining power could last.

The pianist sighed: "I would like to...... Let's take a look. ”

The two of them roughly discerned the direction and continued north along the passage, the dark corridor was silent, only the footsteps of the two of them knocked on the ground, and it felt like eerie footsteps coming from the corridor in the middle of the night.

The two of them only walked seven or eight steps before two scattered skeletons appeared on the green night vision screen.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of bones and corpses, Ye Han still subconsciously clenched his gun, this damn night vision device with this picture is really too appropriate.

Twenty or thirty meters after leaving the cafeteria, doors began to appear on both sides of the corridor, and on each door hung a wooden sign with the words of the North Stick.

In order to find out the structure of the base, the two of them looked at all the rooms they encountered, but unfortunately they couldn't find the slightest clue.

After walking a distance of about fifty or sixty meters, the two encountered the first fork in the road, which was still an intersection, and although there were arrows and words painted on the wall, it was useless.

Ye Han looked left and right but couldn't see the situation on both sides clearly, and asked in embarrassment: "Piano Master, which way to go?" ”

"Go both ways." The violinist held his saber behind his back and drew a crooked arrow on the wall, "There should be a staircase near the cafeteria." ”

"Makes sense!" Ye Han nodded, "It would be nice if the armor had its own translation system." ”

The luthier chuckled: "That's a good idea. ”

Turn to the left side, but a dozen to see the end of the corridor, turn back, the other side of the corridor is very long, but only out of more than ten meters, I found the stairs leading to the upper floor, the stairs above the stairs are drawn a big Arabic numeral "3".

The pianist pointed upward, and the two of them stepped on the stairs one after the other, climbing to the fourth floor of the base.

"What's the situation?" Ye Han asked in a low voice.

The gesture made by the luthier is not to stop in an emergency, so it is possible to inquire about the situation, and if you raise your fist directly, you must concentrate and remain on the spot.

"Look!" The luthier gestured to the corridor a few meters away.

Ye Han leaned over and unexpectedly saw a thin reflection across the corridor: "Landmines? ”

The pianist shook his head and didn't speak, put away his saber and pistol, carefully lay on the ground, slowly climbed up the stairs, and saw an arc-shaped thing standing at the foot of the wall on the side of the corridor, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Anti-infantry directional mines!" ”

Ye Han whistled in surprise: "There is still this thing in the north stick?" ”

"There are still three catties of nails in the rotten ship, and the North Stick is also a nuclear power." There was no hint of ridicule in the violinist's words, but a statement of fact.

It is true that the North Stick Society is underdeveloped, but in terms of military strength, it can be regarded as the number one in the world, at least much stronger than those miscellaneous countries.

"Be on guard, I'll get rid of the mines." The luthier said.

Ye Han was slightly stunned: "What did you find?" ”

"I didn't find it." "But I think that since the North Stick Soldiers have blocked the corridor with mines, this corridor must not be so simple. ”

The violinist ventured to turn on his headlamp and saw the mine leaning against the wall, and when he saw the words "This is facing the enemy" on the convex surface of the ground, he immediately relaxed and easily removed the fuse from the mine.

Foreign mines of the same type have various fuses such as infrared vibration, but there are only three kinds of domestic imitations: tripwire electric ignition and time delay.

Putting away the mines and moving on, two more were found after that.

The density of mines is not high, it is not like an ambush, the purpose is a bit like an early warning!

After walking more than thirty meters, the corridor in front of the two of them was closed by a heavy metal door, and this door was like a waterproof door on a warship, with a metal ring larger than a plate in the center.

Carefully pressing his helmet against the door, the luthier immediately heard a clear voice and couldn't help but smile: "Get ready for battle!" ”

Ye Han pulled out the data cable from the bottom of his wrist and inserted it under the butt of the submachine gun, and the image in his right eye immediately switched to the "crosshair perspective": "Okay!" ”

The luthier holds the knocker and spins it slowly, trying not to make any sound as much as possible.

On the other side of the waterproof door, two northern stick soldiers were full of sadness, and they were leaning on the railing together to talk, and one of the north stick soldiers suddenly found that the door knocker around him was turning, and quickly patted his companion's shoulder, attracting the attention of his companion and then pointing to the rotating door knocker.

A northern baton soldier picks up his rifle and gently pulls the bolt to push the bullet into the chamber.

Another northern soldier grabbed the phone, said sharply, and after putting down the phone, he also picked up his rifle.

The luthier patiently rotated the knocker at a very slow pace, and his hand was always pressed against the metal door to prevent the shaft from ratting.

Suddenly feeling that the strength in his hand was loosened, the pianist nodded at Ye Han: "Three, two, one!" After the last word was counted, the violinist pulled back and opened the metal door.

The door opened, and the dim light immediately spilled into the dark corridor, but it could only illuminate the place next to the door, I don't know why, the two northern stick soldiers suddenly felt that the open door was like a giant beast opening its big mouth, and a cold air rushed up from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing the North Stick Soldier outside the door, Ye Han, who was hiding on the side of the metal door, instinctively pulled the trigger, and with two pops, a North Stick Soldier was shot in the left chest and killed on the spot, and the rifle fell off the steel plate under his feet, making a dull bang.

The other North Soldier woke up from a dream and let out a strange scream as he pulled the trigger, as if doing so would give him courage.

Bullets flew into the corridor in one go, bullets slammed into walls, ricocheting bullets, and countless sparks flew everywhere.

The North Stick Soldier didn't see where Ye Han was at all, and subconsciously thought that Ye Han was hiding in the depths of the corridor, and ran out of the magazine in one go, only to realize that the situation was not good, and quickly took out a new magazine and stuck it on the gun.

With a swing of the muzzle and two shots, the second North Stick soldier was easily solved.

The violinist's face was extremely ugly, and he immediately took off the rifle behind his back: "It's exposed, go quickly!" ”

Ye Han immediately put the gun out of the door and shook it left and right: "Safety!" ”

An arrow stepped out of the corridor, Ye Han suddenly noticed that something was wrong, looked up and was immediately surprised: "Piano Master, missile!" This is the silos! (To be continued.) )