"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of knocking kept sounding, and after Fang Yan put the thick deadbolt on it, he also lost his strength, and sat down, leaning against the constantly vibrating iron door, panting heavily.

"Little, little girl, is there anything else to do?"

Fang Yan asked as he gasped, his Adam's apple rolling a few times, exhaustion and thirst welling up in his heart in an instant.

"You need soft objects to seal the cracks in the door and soak them with water!"

The voice of the little obedient came, Fang Yan took a few breaths, supported the ground with his hands, held the iron door, slowly stood up, and began to look around.

"Your backpack!"

A hint made him wake up from exhaustion, Fang Yan was stunned, unloaded the backpack from behind him, looked at the yellow blood stained on it, and the pale palm he still chose, and smiled bitterly.

Turning on the flashlight, Fang Yan took out all the contents of it, looking at the mineral water, his Adam's apple surged vigorously, but he still put aside his gaze and picked up the saber again.

Cut-resistant, waterproof, and a little bulletproof, this backpack is not easy to cut, Fang Yan shook his head, and concentrated on continuing to cut it with his saber.

The sound of the slapping at the door seemed to be a little weaker, and he took a few pieces of fabric in his hand, then picked up a bottle of mineral water, staggered to the door, and looked out through the small glass window above.

It's pitch black......

Fang Yan was stunned, squatted down, looked at the crack in the door, and also found a trace of black smoke and dust constantly seeping into this basement.

"It's okay......"

He muttered, holding the fabric in his hand, twisting the cap of the bottle, looking at the mineral water inside, the Adam's apple rolled vigorously again, and the thirst was extremely strong for a moment, because this bottle of water was the only bottle he had left.

"Whew, whew!"

Fang Yan took two breaths, closed his eyes, and directly pasted the mouth of the bottle on the fabric, and then reopened his eyes, looked at the already wet cloth, separated the mineral water bottle from the cloth in an instant, and carefully covered it with the bottle cap.

The smoke and dust were blocked by the wet fabric, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the iron door, and sat down again, the vibration behind him had disappeared, and the whole space fell into dead silence again.

"Little girl, open ...... Mask! ”

He swallowed his saliva vigorously and moistened his throat before saying the remaining two words.

"Click!"

A slight sound came, and at the same time, an indescribable foul smell also entered the nasal cavity.

"Gross! Vomit! ”

Fang Yan's eyes widened instantly, and the hand that was about to twist the cap of the bottle was immediately withdrawn, and his upper body instantly tilted, supporting the ground with his hand, and constantly retching.

"Close, turn off the mask!" As he spoke, he did not dare to pinch his nose with his hand, for he knew that his hands were now stained with the stench of yellow blood.

"Click!"

A slight voice sounded again, the mask was finally closed again, and the foul smell was slowly blocked, and Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but the feeling of nausea and thirst continued to hit his brain.

"I didn't expect it, but in the end, ......I still cheated myself," Fang Yan muttered, glancing at the lower right corner that it was already 4:23 p.m., and then looked around, but only saw a room full of tools......

"Little girl, how long can I go out?"

"Try not to go outside, even if the ash settles downward, the air will still contain all kinds of deadly substances......"

Shaking his head, Fang Yan walked towards the innermost part of the room, picking up the broken fabric as he passed his backpack, until he reached the corner, then stopped, and put the flashlight aside.

"Little girl, after the armor is removed, what other functions can you provide?"

"Data analysis, data reporting, providing time, playing music, ......"

"Little girl, disarm, code 1598723!"

Fang Yan said, holding his breath, and after seeing that the armor was enough to get out on his own, he quickly ran out, took the flashlight next to him, and ran away before he breathed again.

There was a dull sense of air, with a faint stench, but in the eyes of the dialect, this was already the best situation now.

Wiped the surface of the mineral water bottle with a piece of paper, Fang Yan frowned, looked at the mineral water that was only half a bottle left, or twisted the cap of the bottle, took a sip,

A refreshing breath came, mixed with a greater thirst for water, Fang Yan took another sip, then quickly tightened the cap of the bottle, set it aside, and wiped the surface of the rest of the thing with paper.

Hard drive, set of summer clothing, pistol, rifle, electro-bomb, grenade, compressed food, medical kit......

After waiting for everything to be done, he sighed, sat down against the wall, took out the mineral water next to him, and a packet of compressed food and ate it, looked at the remaining one-third of the mineral water, and shook his head.

"Little girl, put on some soft music!"

Fang Yan said, leaning against the wall, the entire space, only a flashlight beam, in this basement seems very faint.

The sound of soft music came, he looked at the dark space, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.

He's so tired now......

……

"Turn on the storage switch, then turn it off!"

The dialect's voice was hoarse, and the stench in the air made him tighten the tissue around his nose.

Due to the lack of ventilation, the entire space is now filled with a faint foul smell, which is even more pronounced in the position of the power armor.

The indicator light slowly dimmed, Fang Yan watched, walked to the back of the power armor, and pulled out a storage disk, which stored all the activities he had carried out in the past few days, as well as all the information stored by the little girl.

"There is no power armor to rebuild, and we already have the finished product, so it will be much less difficult to rebuild it, so every time you return, you only need to take a small storage tray away......

This is what Dean Zhou said to him at that time.

Looking at the small storage tray in his hand, Fang Yan shook his head, quickly left the stench location, and walked to the place where the things were stored.

Picked up the set of summer clothes and changed into them, carefully put the two hard drives in his pocket, and then took the mobile phone, looking at the rest of the things, he thought about it, or pinned the pistol to his waist, and brought two magazines by the way, and finally looked at the round gadget on the ground, and also took it in his hand.

"Whew!"

Standing in front of the iron door again, Fang Yan raised the pistol and slowly, pulled the bolt of the iron door.

"Squeak!"

A dull sound sounded, the iron door slowly opened to the outside, and at the same time a cloud of dust dispersed in the air, Fang Yan took a deep breath, covered the tissue to his nose, squinted his eyes, and slowly stepped out.

The corpses were scattered all over the stairwell, and under the dust, they could faintly see a trace of their struggle before death......

And now, there are only 10 minutes left before the return......