acT108: Blocking the road, Jiao Ziqian stepped on the brakes and parked the car steadily in front of the entrance of the toll booth.

Concrete barriers and barricades sealed the entrance, and the left and right lanes were lined with dead logs

"shelves", where many bark-mottled branches are twisted together by wires and erected in a row to firmly block the entrance and exit; Under the branches of the dead trees, there is a black cloud like flies circling, and a numbing 'buzzing' sound can be felt from afar, under the swarm of flies and insects, a pile of human torsos is piled up, and the plasma corpse fluid spreads far away on the ground, as if it has been dried by the air, black and red, extremely eye-catching;

"People". Song Jiu took out his binoculars and looked at it carefully, ten, ten walking corpses were wrapped around their necks, falling on the top of dead wood, still moving.

"Ninth brother..."Jiao Ziqian swallowed his saliva, and his back was a little cold.

"Alert." Wu Wentao wrinkled his brows and ordered, pulled the car door and prepared to go down to check.

"Don't go down." Song Jiu hurriedly grabbed him, frowned, and said, "Bump into it." ”

"Huh?" Jiao Ziqian was stunned and stammered: "Let's change the way..."

"Bump into it." Song Jiu shook his head and repeated.

"What's the panic?" Wu Wentao glanced at Song Jiu, thinking that he was frightened by this scene, and said with relief: "I'll go down and have a look." ”

"Don't go down." Song Jiu was still tugging at his arm, his face was solemn, not like he was joking. Wu Wentao closed the car door when he heard this, and said with a straight face: "What did you find?" ”

"See for yourself." Song Jiu returned the binoculars to him, pointing to the walking corpse struggling and swaying on the top of the dead wood.

Wu Wentao's face was suspicious, he took the binoculars and looked at it, looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but be a little impressed by Song Jiu, but he didn't expect this kid's eyes to be quite poisonous, but that detail didn't seem to explain anything, maybe it was just someone who was idle and deliberately pretended to be a ghost.

Lao Lin couldn't see anything behind, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong?" ”

"The walking corpses were castrated." Wu Wentao's face was strange, and he glanced at Lao Lin's lower body, the latter's neck was cold, and he hurriedly covered his crotch with both hands: "Castrated?" Castration of the dead? ”

"Anyway, it's better to be cautious." Song Jiu pursed his lips and instructed Jiao Ziqian to slowly retreat the car for a distance, buckle up his seat belt and prepare to break through.

"Nope." This time, Wu Wentao stopped it and said: "It's all logs, and if you hit it, the car will be scrapped." ”

"Then go the other way." Song Jiu lit a cigarette, looked at the barren grassland on both sides of the highway through the rearview mirror, and muttered, "Anyway, I can't stop here, it doesn't feel right." Chu Guangxu sneered, deliberately ignored Song Jiu, and said to Wu Wentao: "I'll take my brother down to have a look." Wu Wentao frowned and thought about it, nodded and said, "Cheer up and pay attention." Song Jiu sighed, and after Chu Guangxu and a ghost guy went down, he said lightly: "Boss Wu, our goal is to pull coal, there is no need to waste time here." ”

"It's right to be cautious, but ...... There's no need to scare yourself. Wu Wentao was not angry, his eyes were fixed on Chu Guangxu and the two who were walking towards the barricade.

"You think it's just idle and boring people?" Song Jiu's heart suddenly swelled with irritability, and he asked with a little displeasure: "Idle and boring to catch the walking corpse and dry bacon?" Do barricades to close roads? I said you wouldn't let me rush over, and I said you wouldn't be allowed to change the way, what do you mean? ”

"This is the only way, and the detour is too time-consuming and hard-working...... The car can't stand it. Wu Wentao snatched the cigarette from his fingers, pointed at the toll booth Nunu, and said, "We have firepower, don't worry." ”

"Whatever you want." Song Jiu turned his face away from him, frowned and observed the surrounding situation through the rearview mirror, and the worried look between his eyebrows became more and more serious.

Jiao Ziqian felt his anxiety, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, in the past, no matter whether he faced the muzzle of the gun or the corpse, Brother Jiu was very calm, why was he stimulated by a few hanging sausages this time?

So he asked in a low voice, "Brother Jiu?" You okay? ”

"It's fine." Song Jiu said casually, closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down, but many unbearable memories kept popping up in his mind, stinging some deeply buried scars like a soldering iron.

Jiao Ziqian felt more and more strange, and glanced at Lin Daochang behind him, who was also puzzled. Song Jiu's performance is a little abnormal, although he has been out of state for a while, but he has never been like this, fear, anxiety, these two words that should have nothing to do with him have become a true portrayal of him at the moment.

The light outside the window flickered on and off, reflecting the side face of Song Jiu, cloudy and uncertain. Chu Guangxu and the two came back, glanced at Song Jiu through the car window, with a little disdain in his eyes, and deliberately said loudly: "There's no problem, just shoot the walking corpse on the top, I see, the barricades are not fixed, and it takes a little effort to move away." Wu Wentao's brows stretched a little, and seeing that Song Jiu didn't say a word, he somehow felt a little strange in his heart, and said loudly: "What do you think?" ”

"I think we should leave right now." Song Jiutou didn't look back, and said coldly: "Don't waste time even if you take a detour, it's getting dark." ”

"Did you find anything?" Wu Wentao thought that his sense of smell of danger would not be worse than that of anyone else, and although the roadblocks in front of him were a little weird, they were far from being avoided.

He didn't have much contact with Song Jiu, only knew that he was also one of the bosses of the camp around the island, and the culprit of the abduction of Dr. Zhong, judging from his two knives in the strawberry field that day, he should also be a ruthless person, but why did he suddenly get instigated?

"It's nothing, it just feels bad." Song Jiu rubbed his temples, forcibly made his voice sound more natural, and said lightly: "It's getting dark, there is no village in front of the village and no shops around, this barricade is obviously used to block the road, we are spending time here, and the people who set up the barricades are preparing to come to a pot." The carriage was quiet, and the faces of the ghosts changed, they were all characters who licked blood from the knife edge, and they also knew what Song Jiu said.

The first half of the road was very peaceful, and these murderous field workers also relaxed a lot, but their vigilance was not lost, and they looked at the surrounding environment in combination with the sky, and couldn't help but be a little more sure of Song Jiu.

But then again, Wu Wentao's field experience is more sufficient, and his sense of smell and judgment of danger is only higher than that of Song Jiu, since Captain Wu doesn't think there is anything to worry about, then there should be a reason for him, right?

The ghosts were a little hesitant, they were used to obeying orders and doing things, Wu Wentao didn't speak, and they didn't know what to do.

Wu Wentao frowned and thought for a while, on the one hand, he felt that Song Jiu was a little too cautious, and on the other hand, he was wondering if he was missing something, and after weighing it, he asked out loud: "Can it be done in ten minutes?" Chu Guangxu's face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to follow Song Jiu's advice, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!" ”

"Go, do it quickly." Wu Wentao no longer hesitated, pulled the car door and jumped down, and calmly ordered: "Be on guard left and right, if there is any movement, shoot directly, don't extinguish the car." When the ghost guy heard this, he took action, only the five Song Jiu were still in the car, Wu Wentao saw that this was not a problem, and he was just a few people, and he was vigilant and went, did he want to start working as a coolie himself?

After a pause, he looked at Song Jiu, and asked patiently, "Do you know anything?" ”

"I've told you everything I know, but if you don't listen, I can't help it." Song Jiu sighed, beckoned Lin Dao Chang and a few people to get out of the car, and said, "We are just allies, you have your ideas, and I have my plans." Wu Wentao was a little big, and he couldn't help but think of his former partner, Yang Niu and Song Jiu have some similarities, in comparison, Yang Niu is more tough.

"Don't waste time, keep an eye on your surroundings." Song Jiu settled down, and felt that he was a little too sensitive in his heart, there was no need to give orders between the alliances, and discussing it was the right way, Wu Wentao had already given in, and there was no need for him to go his own way.

Jiao Ziqian stayed to watch the car, and a ghost guy on the roof of the car used a telescope to observe the environment, Wu Wentao still recognized Song Jiu's cautiousness, specially equipped the pistol with a silencer, stood under the barricade and shot a burst of shots, and sent ten hanging sausages to Huangquan Road.

The cement barrier looks like it was moved with bare hands, and there are vaguely recognizable traces of drag on the ground, which are easy to solve, just move the place where the car can pass, but the log barricade is a bit troublesome.

First of all, the pile of stumps and broken arms below can't be straightened out, the ghost knows how long the rancid torso has been piled up here, the bottom layer is basically impossible to see the prototype, the edges are full of maggot shells, fat maggots are wriggling in the rotting meat pile, all kinds of viscous liquids are poured on the bubbling surface of the corpse like sauce, the stench is disgusting.

If you don't move the corpse pile, you can't make a fuss from under the barricade, the dead wood is twisted together by iron wire, loose or tight, dragged from both sides just dangling, and the place buried by the corpse pile in the middle does not move at all.

Song Jiu held his breath and climbed up from the edge of the barricade, squinting at the toll booth passage, which was gray and gray, and he could see that there were many large rocks on the ground.

"Don't bother." Song Jiu sighed again, called Wu Wentao over, and said, "That's it, bring the gasoline, let's walk around and look for the car again." Wu Wentao glanced through the cracks in the dead wood, and his teeth itched, the people blocking the road are really bothered, you can blow up the road with this kung fu......

"Okay." Wu Wentao nodded and agreed, this is the only way to save time and effort, if you really have to turn around and find a way again, their gasoline is simply not enough to make.

Chu Guangxu's face turned red, he had only checked the barricades outside before, and he didn't find any clues about the passage behind, if it weren't for Song Jiu climbing up and taking a look, everyone might have to waste a lot of effort.

The guards said that everything was normal, and the rest of the people quickly packed up the weapons and equipment in the car, carried the gasoline that should be carried, sucked it up, sorted it out, climbed over the barrier, and walked into the one-person-high wild grass below the roadside.

The ghosts who looked like they were usual before also became serious, to say that this roadblock is actually useless, such as them, it's a big deal to abandon the car, and it will only take minutes to get around from the field, and it will be more troublesome to find the car again at most.

But it is precisely because of this that the ghosts feel even more weird. Push the car to a stop and let people walk into the grass with limited visibility...... Isn't this the most conventional way of ambushing?

Wu Wentao took the lead, the nose of the rifle was wide open, his waist was slightly bent, and he stepped on the field without making any sound.

In contrast, Song Jiu and the others had more than one employment, their eyes were shining, and there was a murmur of rustling under their feet.

Behind the palace of the three ghosts, the muzzles of the guns patrolled back and forth like cobras, not letting go of any wind and grass. Wu Wentao suddenly raised his hand, signaled everyone to stop, slowly squatted down, pressed his hand towards the ground in front of him, frowned, and said, "There is a trap." ”

"What?" Lin Daochang was surprised, since leaving the temple, life has suddenly become dangerous, and the weird roadblocks don't say anything, there are still pits in the Nima grass?

？ Wu Wentao made a silent movement, continued to press the ground where everyone was standing with his hands, motioned for everyone to take a few steps back, took out a dagger and slashed the ground in front of him, and in a few clicks, the blade picked up the vertical and horizontal branches.

Wu Wentao looked back at the left and right, stretched out his hand and grabbed the branch and pulled it hard, there was a muffled sound, and the ground in front of him suddenly sank down, and the smoke and dust scattered in all directions, blinding everyone's eyes.

"Damn, shouldn't you come out with some poison arrow lime oil in a while?" Jiao Ziqian was shocked, leaned over and glanced into the pit, his body shook and shrank back, and scolded: "He is the ancestor of the day, there is a snake!" Lin Daochang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly hid behind the crowd.

Song Jiu and Wu Wentao glanced at each other, the latter took out a small flashlight and shone it down, and sure enough, the bottom of the three-meter-deep pit was actually full of long snakes writhing on their own, and the color was almost mixed with the soil, if it weren't for the reflection of the scales, it would be really difficult to find.

"What the fuck is this?" Chu Guangxu's back was also a little numb, if he stepped into it, he would have to be scared if he didn't die.

As soon as the words fell, the ghost gangsters in the back row suddenly burst into flames, and the flat-ended rifle suddenly opened a fire temper, and the flying bullets instantly swept away a cluster of wild grass in front of him, and the mud and sand splashed in all directions, and the blades of grass flew all over the sky.

The professional ones are different after all, if it is Song Jiu and them, they will definitely notify everyone first when they find the situation, the ghosts omit this link, and strive to kill the threat at the first time, and the rest of the people adjusted their state at the moment of the gunshot, and the muzzle of the gun pointed to the range of the fire, and if they didn't ask, they threw it out first.

Song Jiu and the others slowed down for half a beat, and when they were about to raise their guns to meet them, the ghost guy who took the lead in firing had already jumped into the grass like a cheetah, and went straight to the shooting position.

The rest of the people did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly approached with their guns, and when they got closer, they saw two corpses lying on their backs in the grass, their bodies overpowering a blade of grass.

"My day..."Lin Daochang was shocked again, and muttered, "This savage? ”

"Have you ever seen a wild man wearing glasses?" Jiao Ziqian pouted and replied, and took off a gold-rimmed glasses from the face of a corpse, and kept muttering something in his mouth, very surprised.

Song Jiu and Wu Wentao's faces became solemn, these two people obviously didn't expect their side to react so quickly, the firepower of the three ghosts was devastating, one of them suffered a dense stream of bullets, his body was broken in two, the upper body and the lower body were two meters apart, and the organs and intestines in the abdominal cavity dragged all over the ground.

That's not the point, it's all about...... The two male corpses were dressed in strange ways. Both of them are bald, their faces, necks and upper bodies are covered with tattoos, thin, withered, and dark, and their lower bodies are covered with short skirts

"Clothes", barefoot, the soles of the feet are black, and the calluses are very thick. The tattoos on their bodies are very rough, but there is a deliberate feeling, very similar to the common tribal totems in the past, but the painting work is obviously very inferior, and the painting tiger is not an anti-dog.

Weapons were left around the corpse, two galvanized steel pipes screwed together, one end welded with a pointed blade the length of a forearm, the workmanship was as rough as the tattoo on the body, the edge was mottled and full of bean chips.

"What nationality is this?" Jiao Ziqian was a little dazed, how did the lower half of the two of them look like skirts, but it was dirty enough and tattered.

Song Jiu's eyebrows jumped, and he pulled out the blade of the hacksaw and plucked away the lower body of a corpse

"Skirt", the pupils of the people around him dilated sharply, and they all gasped, and a bad chill rose from head to toe.

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