acT44: Crisis! The dark dungeon was filled with a smell of blood that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and Song Jiu curled up on the ground, his heavy gasps proving that he was still alive; Xu Aifei was disheveled, her eyes were empty, she was leaning on the ground and trembling with Song Jiu, her tears couldn't stop flowing, and hot tears dripped down Song Jiu's cheeks, mixed with blood and flowing into the corners of her mouth, salty.

The blonde girl and the black and white shuangsha had already left, and Song Jiu and the two were locked in the dungeon, and a lock was hung on the steel gate, and the key was casually thrown away by the blonde woman.

They did not leave through the secret door, but sneaked into the warehouse, the dungeon was well insulated, and the movement below did not alarm the guards on the ground, in the same way, what happened to the warehouse at this time, Song Jiu had no way of knowing.

Faced with the strong suppression of the three living corpses, Song Jiu could only choose to admit it, the black man was one of the living corpses that appeared in the county that night, Song Jiu had no impression of him, but he remembered Song Jiu.

At this point, Song Jiu's lies were self-defeating, and the dirty water poured on the indifferent man turned around and poured all over his face.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the living corpse never thought that Song Jiu in front of him was the current supreme commander of the camp, so he only asked about the general defense force of the camp and let them go.

Of course, for the living corpses, not killing the two of them means that the net is open, but Xu Effie suffered a great humiliation, and Song Jiu also paid the price of a finger.

The black man did not keep his promise, and after receiving mixed information about Song Jiu's true and false information, he cut off the little finger of his left hand on the grounds that he was beginning to be dishonest.

The strong mental frustration and the pain of ** made Song Jiu unbearable, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking in his head now, worrying about himself?

Or are you worried about the camp? What's maddening is that no matter which one he is, he can't do anything at the moment, he can't even get out of the prison door, so what else can he talk about?

It's been almost half an hour since the two of them entered the warehouse, and it stands to reason that the guards outside the warehouse should be alert, but thinking about the rough skin and thick flesh of the living corpse, I'm afraid that the three guard boys are also very lucky.

Xu Aifei's sobbing echoed in the dungeon, and the forced crying made Song Jiu's heart ache even more, because the blonde was abusing under his nose, and he was powerless and too busy to take care of himself.

"Song Jiu, how are you?" Xu Aifei wiped away her tears, touched the dead dog on the ground with her shoulder, her hands were still handcuffed behind her back, and the living corpse seemed to care about the two of them, but it didn't leave any trouble.

"I can't die for a while." Song Jiu replied to her with difficulty, and reluctantly supported himself, the placket covering his severed finger had been soaked, there was no tool here that could be used to stop the bleeding, and if it continued like this, the blood loss alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Where did you get hurt?" Xu Aifei could smell the blood, but she didn't know where he was injured, and it was difficult to listen to him, and she was even more afraid.

Although she is in prison at the moment, at least Song Jiu can still accompany her, what should she do if Song Jiu dies.

"Whew..."Song Jiu leaned against the cold wall, gritted his teeth, and said, "I was chopped off by that, damn, I became disabled." Xu Aifei's face was pale, and she eagerly leaned over to try to help him, but her range of activities was limited, and there was only a black shadow in her vision, and she couldn't see anything at all.

"What to do? What now? Are you going to die? What should I do!? ”

"Don't worry, don't worry." Song Jiu raised his hand and touched her long hair, and said comfortingly: "You can't die for a while, calm down, do you have anything to stop the bleeding?" Rubber band? Or rope? ”

"I—I don't know, you can look for it." Xu Aifei's mind flashed all kinds of bloody pictures of stumps and broken arms, and her body trembled involuntarily, and she didn't dare to imagine what kind of tragedy Song Jiu was at the moment.

Song Jiu also had no idea where to start, reluctantly took off his clothes to cover the wound, and groped on Xu Aifei's body with his other hand.

"Forget it, let's make do with the bag first." Song Jiu was deflated for a while, gritted his T-shirt with his teeth and struggled to tear open the gap, and with his other hand, he tore off a strip of cloth with force, and pierced the root of his fingers by feeling, and then wrapped the clothes that had been dyed into blood bags in his hands, which could be counted as moments.

Song Jiu pondered for a while just now, and estimated that the three living corpses should not just swagger out of the warehouse, and the most likely thing should be to wait in the warehouse and wait for the opportunity to move at night.

The lock on the steel gate is the thickness of a thumb, and the two of them have no long objects, so it must be no fun to come hard, and the key that was thrown away does not know where it fell.

Song Jiu thought of bending the railing with wet clothes, but he didn't have a crowbar at hand, so he couldn't use it with one hand at all.

Apart from waiting for rescue, there is basically no possibility of escape.

"What to do? What to do? ”…… It is said that the fat man is delicate, Xin Mengfan can be regarded as a leader this time, the drug workshop that the white fat man said is really secretive enough, it has been almost twenty minutes since he got off the bus outside the wild forest and walked here, Rao is Mengfan has an outstanding sense of direction, and he can't help but turn a little in this cookie-cutter forest.

But the white fat man is like a human gPs, his fat body shuttles and sneaks in the mountains and forests, turning east and west, almost without any hesitation, as if the coordinates of the workshop den are imprinted in his mind.

Liu Yan and him were in front, Xiao Tian was behind with the militia, Xin Mengfan pulled the acne girl to trot all the way and barely followed the pace, and finally arrived at the processing workshop that the white fat man said after wading through two trickling streams.

The team stood on top of a weedy mound, surrounded by towering aspen trees, the lush canopy of trees shading the sky and the sun, and the slanting sun casting a little afterglow through the cracks, and the visibility was dimming little by little.

Xin Mengfan looked in the direction pointed by the white fat man, and there were no artificially repaired buildings except for dense and messy branches and leaves.

"Behind that bush is a clearing, where the trees are not so dense, and there is a big pit in the ground, and the entrance is in the pit." The white fat man's face was full of dust, his face was excited, and he said proudly: "Allah's head is bright, as long as you show it to me once, you can't forget it." ”

"That place can't be a grave pit, right? And didn't you say it's not far away? It's almost an hour of driving and walking. Xin Mengfan was a little deflated, this place is hidden but hidden, but it is a distance from the river bank, and the two nearest streams have to walk for three or five minutes, not to mention that the canopy of the trees shades the sun, which is not conducive to crop cultivation.

"Nong doesn't know, we've come full circle, if there is a sheepskin raft, let's cross the river bank and walk for more than ten minutes." The white fat man pointed in the direction to a few people, and said firmly: "The nongs are all dizzy, in fact, we are on the opposite side of the camp, and a little further from here is the riverbank, and you can see the camp when you stand on the other side of the river!" ”

"Really, how do I feel like I'm going all the way south?" Xin Mengfan was a little dazed, and he couldn't construct a three-dimensional image in his mind.

"That's right, we're walking from the back of the camp and going around in a circle." Liu Yan seemed a little unsure, so he jumped from the dirt slope to a few mossy boulders, intending to go over to see the workshop that the white fat man said first.

He and Xin Mengfan's conjecture was similar, it was impossible for the air-raid shelter to be built in this kind of place, either a tomb or a natural pit, and the strategic goal of the backup camp had to be stranded.

However, when Liu Yan pushed aside a bush of grass blades, a pair of calm eyes brewed shock.

As the white fat man said, there is a small clearing behind the shrub, the arrangement of mottled old trees is also relatively scattered, a huge pit can be seen more than ten meters away, and there is a long shallow pit that is slightly wider nearby, looking at the location, it seems to be a dry river, and the big pit is more like the collapse caused by the river backflow, surrounded by thick deciduous branches.

None of this is important, what really makes Liu Yan unbelievable is that there is a car parked around the open space next to the big pit!

Liu Yan swallowed his saliva, turned around and gestured, signaling everyone to be calm, climbed through the grass and got closer, leaning behind a big tree to observe carefully.

It's a weighted off-road car with a high pitch and a faint barrel shock absorber. The doors were closed, the glass was covered with reflective film, and it was impossible to see if there was anyone inside, and the ruts were very new, not like abandoned vehicles, with obvious footprints extending to the big pit.

Liu Yan took a deep breath, turned on the shotgun safe, walked around the back of the tree with his waist bent, and approached the car that appeared inexplicably.

After holding his breath and listening for a moment, there was no one in the car, Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the car door...... It's actually open.

There was still a puff of smoke in the car that did not dissipate, a coat thrown in the driver's seat, Liu Yan frowned, with indescribable surprise in his eyes, tremblingly picked up the coat and gently opened it, behind the dark blue clothes, three gray and white letters shattered Liu Yan's last luck.

"God..."Liu Yan, who has always been calm, is actually a little panicked, is it? How did they end up here?

Don't...... Liu Yan suddenly turned around and ran quickly towards the big pit full of fallen leaves, the pit was very deep, and after a distance down, it turned straight ahead, and it was dark inside, and he couldn't see anything.

A few minutes later, a frightened Liu Yan returned to the mound.

"What's wrong? What did you find? Meng Fan could see at a glance that there was something wrong with his pale face. Liu Yan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, frowned at the acne girl, and asked, "Guli, you said that you escaped during a transfer, right?" ”

"Huh? Yes, yes. The acne girl was already a little nervous, but she panicked when he asked. Xin Mengfan's face froze, and he said in surprise: "Won't it?" The white fat man and Xiao Tian looked confused, and they didn't know what dumb riddles they were playing.

The acne girl was confused by the two singing and harmonizing, and was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Don't you remember the terrain?" Liu Yan asked.

"I don't remember, they all put their heads on when they brought people, and they ...... in the middle of the night I didn't know exactly where to go, and I didn't get back to the east side of the river bank until daylight. The acne girl was surprised and looked different: "It can't be here, right?" ”

"What the hell did you find?" Mengfan was vaguely aware of the slightest hint of something wrong.

"There's a car at the entrance of the cave, it should be a living corpse back." Liu Yan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stood up: "Hurry up, go back to the camp, they're coming!" The white fat man was petrified in place, still not understanding the meaning of a few people, and Mengfan and Acne Girl's faces changed drastically at the same time, and they were about to evacuate together, but Mengfan stopped again.

"Let's go down and see, maybe someone else? Aren't we on the other side of the river now, and can we still pass through the tunnel under the river? Meng Fan was puzzled.

"......" Liu Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain the three dazzling letters to them, and thought for a while: "Maybe there is really an ancient tomb below, the river is not deep, and it is not impossible to cross it." ”

"You have to go and see, otherwise it won't be a trip in vain." Meng Fan frowned and said: "If it is really the secret passage of the living corpse, then we can just sneak attack from behind, it is faster than turning back the same way!" ”

"Mengfan is right." The acne girl finally got her eyes on it once, and echoed. Liu Yan frowned and thought for a few moments, and said: "In this way, Xiao Tian and I will go down to see, you drive back, these living corpses are very dangerous, I will take you two out, and I must ensure your safety." ”

"Oh, don't talk nonsense, if it's a living corpse, the camp won't be safe now!" Xin Mengfan was difficult to persuade if he was in a hurry, so he jumped off the mound and ran over, Liu Yan had no choice but to send back Xiao Tian and another militiaman, and hurriedly followed with the remaining few people.

…… Jiao Ziqian, who was sticking to the main gate, was talking to the militia, and suddenly his nose was sore, and he sneezed loudly, shaking off the militiaman's big snot.

"Sorry, sorry, a little cold." Jiao Ziqian was greatly embarrassed, and hurriedly took out the paper with a smile and wiped it for him.

The militia was speechless, talking about the change of guard in the corner tower, what are you spraying. Glancing at the sticky puddle on his chest, the militia turned his head away in disgust and cast his gaze on the fiery clouds in the distance.

The mountains and rivers in the twilight are very beautiful, the orange-red glow spreads evenly, reflecting the sparkling water surface, and the lush green trees sway with the wind, swinging in circles of emerald green ripples.

The militia was infected by this beautiful scenery, and suddenly wanted to chant poetry, twisted their brows and searched their stomachs for a long time, and sang proudly: "The autumn water is the same color as the sky......

"What?" Jiao Ziqian threw away the paper ball and looked at him as if he was a fool. The militia rolled his eyes back, strode to the edge of the corner tower, and waved his hand towards the void like a great man: "Luoxia and Lonely...... The lyricism of the Lonely ...... was stuck, squinting at the swaying woods.

"Illiterate." Jiao Ziqian sneered and corrected: "Read 'vulture'!" Griffon's Vulture! The militia didn't seem to hear the ridicule of the squad leader, his slightly narrowed eyes widened instantly, and he flew to the side of the corner tower and sounded the brass alarm bell, and opened his voice and hissed: "There is an enemy situation!! ”...