Chapter 172: Something Terrible
Turning back along the way the convoy drove into the inner city, it didn't take long for them to retrace to the outlying camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The originally quiet and tidy urban area has suddenly become a dirty and messy refugee area......
It's not that I didn't meet the patrol members on the road, but I saw the equipment on the four people in the group, and knew that they were all masters among the professionals, and no one dared to stop or ask at all, but took the initiative to get out of the way very humbly.
In the previous life, the identity trench between the professional and the ordinary people has almost completely formed in the Fuyang base!
This kind of atmosphere made Fang Jin secretly a little disgusted, but he didn't say anything. Under the leadership of Huang Cheng, he turned six or seven narrow streets in a row and entered District 8.
The area of the camp is roughly corresponding, from north to south, roughly corresponding to the scale of the clock. Therefore, Area 8 is roughly located in the southwest of the Fuyang base, and the overall location is quite remote. At its peak, there were more than 9,000 survivors.
However, after Fang Jin and the four of them really came in, they didn't feel the chaos and excitement corresponding to the scale of nine thousand people.
Instead, I felt the pervasive suspicion, panic, and repressed madness.
Walking along the patchwork of tents and prefabricated houses, I couldn't see how many people were moving outside, but most of them were hiding inside. Especially now that it's afternoon, and it hasn't been long before it gets dark, the hair-raising atmosphere is building up. Occasionally, when someone goes out, they are all in a hurry, looking ahead and backward, for fear that there will be some monsters that cannot be seen and are following and watching.
Clearly, the impact of the disappearances has been dramatically amplified over the past week.
Now the base officials can still forcibly suppress it, and if it is delayed for a longer time, it is not impossible to cause any disturbances.
"It's horrible......"
Huang Cheng, who was walking in front, couldn't help but smack his lips, looking like he had been affected by this invisible atmosphere.
"What are you afraid of, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it." Fang Jin put his hands in his pockets, looking like he was wandering in the park. For him, whether it was a man-made or demonic attack, it was nothing at all. As long as the culprit is caught, it can be suppressed directly by force.
With his current strength, there are really not many single targets that can make him jealous.
His relaxation gradually infected the three team members, and Lu An couldn't help but relax a little more.
Relying on the strength of the professionals, they walked and asked, and in the answers of several survivors who were afraid to avoid, they came to the point where the incident was most intensive.
It was located at the extreme edge of the southwest of the base, only thirty paces from the fifteen-meter-high wall.
Until then, the small area had been a messy area of about sixty or seventy survivors. But with seven or eight people missing in a row, the remaining survivors said they didn't dare to stay here anymore and retreated to the inner streets of District 8. As early as the day after the official dispatch of professionals moved in, there was not a single family left here.
A state of complete desolation.
"Let's split up and investigate first."
Fang Jin took a cursory look at it, but he couldn't see anything, so he made this decision.
Anyway, it's daytime, so there shouldn't be any chaos. But even so, he was careful not to spread too far for his teammates, and when he found something abnormal, he directly warned loudly.
However......
Useful clues are really rare, if not at all.
Except for some items abandoned by the survivors, there were no expected paw prints of the monster and traces left by the hands of the professionals.
Fang Jin walked leisurely and came to the city wall, carefully observed from the bottom to the top, and found no suspicious marks near the city wall. This proves that the disappearance of the survivors was not the work of outsiders climbing in from the city walls.
"President, I haven't found anything here."
"Me too."
Wei Gong and Lu An returned one after another, with disappointment on their faces.
There are no traces of suspected tunnels, and they are not the work of some agile monsters...... Could it really be a flying monster?
But a demonic beast that can easily destroy several ordinary people in one night must be not small, and it is not once or twice to commit crimes. Didn't anyone witness or hear the flapping of wings?
Fang Jin's brain was thinking quickly, and he instinctively felt strange.
At the same time, some deeply buried fragmentary memories of his previous life were slowly turned out from the depths as he thought.
His body slammed!
No...... It's really that kind of scary thing!
Fang Jin, who thought of something, instantly became embarrassed.
But it shouldn't!
If it is, why doesn't it match the news from the previous life?
It's the change brought about by his own rebirth, and who else secretly erases the news behind his back?
Fang Jin's thoughts suddenly became chaotic.
I thought it was just a magical beast that could dig tunnels or something, but I didn't expect it to be possible to connect with that kind of thing in the end!
"President?"
Seeing Fang Jin's sudden face, Wei Gong's heart sank violently.
It seemed that since they knew this omnipotent "Apocalypse" president, they had never seen Fang Jin have such a look. If I'm not mistaken, there's a hint of ...... in my apprehension Afraid?
Sky!
Even the president with a hidden profession will be afraid of the existence, so what could it be?
"Can't say, can't say." Fang Jin muttered to himself solemnly, glanced at the three of them, looked at the abandoned place again, and said, "I hope I thought wrong." ā
Wei Gong and the others couldn't imagine what the truth was, but no one dared to disturb Fang Jin's train of thought.
After standing silently for a few minutes, Fang Jin came back to his senses, calmed down, and said to the three of them: "Go back first, is it what I think, and when the missing case happens again tomorrow, I will probably be able to confirm it by asking." ā
In this passage, there is still a lot of information leaked.
"In other words, the president already has an idea?" Lu An couldn't help but ask.
Fang Jin nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Sort of, if it is really as I guessed, then the direct cause of the fall of the Fuyang base has also been found." It was unexpectedly smooth, but I wish it wasn'......"
He sighed and strolled away with his hands behind his back.
The three of Wei Gong glanced at each other, and they could see each other's uneasiness and suspicion.
At this time, the sun gradually set, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ground, faintly carrying a bloody light. Occasionally, a slightly hot evening breeze blew, making the three of them feel a chill in their hearts for some reason.
"Fuyang base, it's really going to be a big mess!"
Coincidentally, they came up with this idea.
Because they all have thoughts, the way back seems to be much longer than when they came. By the time the four of them returned to Courtyard 015 in the inner city, it was already getting dark.
Feng Chenggui had already preliminarily dealt with the aftermath and rushed back in advance. Knowing that Fang Jin and they were going out under the pretext, they were really a little worried and waited at the door.
At this moment, seeing that the four of them had finally returned, and there was no one else next to him, he frowned and greeted him in a hurry.
"Why did the bosses come back, we have already prepared dinner here. If you don't come again, the food will be cold! ā