Chapter 48
Mo Yu had already taken the lead and started to go up the mountain, followed by the others.
Mo Ci was a little tired, she walked at the back, looked up at the steep mountain wall, and felt a little dazed.
Before dark, I don't know if they will be able to reach the top of the mountain.
"Tired?" Song Yelin stretched out his hand and pulled her.
She smiled, "It's okay." â
"Nian Xiaoye is faster than you."
At this time, Nian Xiaoye was trying her best to climb the mountain, although she was lame, but she was walking in the middle of the team, Mo Ci looked at her and felt that this thing was quite inspiring.
It's just that Nian Xiaoye will do whatever it takes to survive, and she doesn't hesitate to sacrifice other people's lives, such extreme means make her disagree, even if it is a last resort, she can't do such a thing.
"Hold my hand." Song Yelin walked for a while, stopped and waited for her.
Looking at his large, slender hand, she hesitated for a few seconds, but finally grasped it tightly.
He dragged her all the way to stop, but he wasn't too far behind by the team in front of him.
The forest fires are still raging, and at this rate, the forests southwest of the island will be wiped out overnight.
It was already getting dark, and everyone was picking up speed.
"I have an idea." Mo Ci broke the silence.
Song Yelin turned around and asked while pulling her, "What do you think?" â
"Boss Zhao, their wave of people is four or five days earlier than us, and I'm wondering when the next wave of people will be delivered."
Although the outbreak of the virus was devastating, there are still people who have survived such an environment, and presumably a large number of people will rush to the so-called 'rescue base' in Phoenix.
"You want to hijack the plane?" Song Yelin stopped and looked at her with a serious expression.
She laughed, "It's just different to talk to smart people."
"It's possible, but it's dangerous, and we don't have the weapons to stand up to those men in black."
"A frontal attack will definitely not be able to beat, we can sneak attack."
When the men in black sent the survivors to the island again, they could wait for the opportunity to move, she remembered that there were four or five men in black who sent them, and there were so many of them that it shouldn't be a problem to subdue four or five people.
The big question is, if they succeed in hijacking, who will fly the plane? Who will open it?
The problems that Mo Ci considered, Song Yelin basically thought of.
The two glanced at each other, remained silent tacitly, and continued to keep up with the troops in front.
As evening approached, they were still a long way from the summit, and Mo Ci glanced back at the foot of the mountain, and saw that they had already walked two-thirds of the way.
"If you work harder, you'll be at the top of the mountain." Mo Yu, who took the lead, said with high morale.
Everyone was very tired, but everyone knew in their hearts how dangerous it was to continue to climb such a steep mountain after dark, so Mo Yu said a word of encouragement, and everyone climbed up quickly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.
Mo Ci and Song Yelin also sped up in order to keep up with the people in front of them as soon as possible.
It was near seven o'clock when they finally reached the top of the mountain.
The crowd rolled on the ground, panting for breath from exhaustion.
Mo Ci rested for a while, took out a flashlight from her backpack and looked around, to her great surprise, this was a flat land, and the ground seemed to be specially polished, very smooth.
With such a steep mountain, the top of the mountain should not be like this.
"Hey, come here." She turned around and called Song Yelin.
Song Yelin strode up to her, raised his eyebrows, and said with a slight displeasure: "I don't call for feeding." â
"I know."
"You can call me Brother Lin or Brother Ye, and I don't mind if you call me the big guy like your brother."
Mo Ci couldn't help but want to laugh a little, raised his chin, and said a little arrogantly: "Have you ever seen a big guy call someone a big guy?" â
"Then you still call me Brother Ye."
"No, I'm going to call you Little Brother Ye."
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Mo Ci swept the light of the flashlight around, and then said with a smile: "Little Brother Ye, what do you think? â
"You really call me little brother?"
"Or call it a brother?"
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It's not as good as a little brother.
Song Yelin didn't continue to compare with Mo Ci on the issue of addressing, but looked around, he actually found the problem as soon as he came up, but he was very tired and wanted to rest first.
"Little Brother Ye, tell me what you think?" Mo Ci looked at him with interest.
"It's like it's been polished."
"I think so too."
Song Yelin took her flashlight, walked a few steps forward alone, and then squatted on the ground and didn't know what she was looking at.
She followed, and saw that the beam of the flashlight was shining directly on the two large horizontal bars on the ground, no, not horizontal bars, more like a capital H, the middle bar was not very clear, but it was definitely a capital H.
"Helicopter? It's like a helipad. â
Song Yelin got up, glanced at her lightly, and said: "The big guy is the big guy, the reaction is fast enough, as a little brother, I really worship you." â
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was suddenly praised by Song Yelin, and there was an obvious sour taste in his words, Mo Ci suddenly felt ridiculed by him, and his cheeks couldn't help but be a little hot.
"Sister, what did you find?" Mo Yu shouted at her.
"Tarmac."
"What?"
She rubbed the corners of her forehead helplessly, and didn't bother to repeat the same words a second time.
The others quickly gathered around, staring at H on the ground with big eyes.
The more Mo Ci thought about it, the more strange he felt, why did he put the tarmac in such a place?
She wanted to ask Song Yelin if she had any ideas, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Song Yelin walking away with a flashlight.
She hurriedly followed, and before she could speak, Song Yelin raised her hand to interrupt her, as if she had discovered something, and slowly squatted down.
There was a protruding circular pattern on the ground, about the size of an adult's fist, and some symbols were carved into the circles, but if you looked closely, there was a letter interspersed among the messy symbols.
âRīŧâ She blurted out.
Song Yelin glanced up at her, didn't say anything, and then withdrew his gaze to stare at the pattern.
"Sister, there is a tarmac here, which means that someone has been here before." Mo Yu strode towards them with nonsense, one foot impartially stepping on the pattern they were studying.
Listening to the sound of 'boom', with the letter H as the center point, a circle with a diameter of about 30 meters appeared on the ground, and the circle emitted a faint white light, and everyone was surprised, and the circle began to rise slowly.
The people standing there were panicked, not knowing what was happening, only feeling the ground moving under their feet.
They couldn't see the specific situation, but the three of Mo Ci could see it clearly.
It was a lot like a lifting-type circular stage, except that when the 'circular stage' rose to a certain height, they found a cylindrical elevator hidden underneath the apron.