"Leng Shen, since this is not the lair of the Devouring King, why are there so many Devouring Ghosts?"

Xia Qi walked up to Leng Yue, who was recovering, and asked after lighting a cigarette. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Man-eating ghosts usually go out in groups, and rarely go out alone."

Leng Yue answered some questions that were not answered, and Xia Qi emphasized:

"I know that, but this is the first quarantine zone, the first area to be occupied by man-eaters, and it stands to reason that even if there are survivors, there should be a pitiful few.

With so many man-eating ghosts gathered here, it doesn't make sense or reason. ”

"I don't know."

Leng Yue shook her head and replied lightly.

"Uh......"

Xia Qi was a little speechless, he thought that Leng Yue could say something, but he didn't expect to shake his head in the end.

Although he felt a little suspicious, he couldn't find a basis, after all, the Devouring King was not here.

"How's your recovery? Is it okay? ”

No longer thinking about anything, Xia Qi asked Leng Yue again.

Leng Yue nodded symbolically, and then stood up from the dust on the ground, Xia Qi and Leng Yue then rushed to the next location of the suspected Devouring King's lair.

At the same time, Tong Lao and other high-level leaders were in the command post.

"How is Old Tong? Did they succeed? ”

"They said they didn't find the leader of the monsters there."

Tong Lao shook his head, and he also looked a little lost, but this loss was only fleeting, and soon he cheered up again:

"But it's not that they didn't gain anything, they took out a lot of monsters, as long as we waited, they would succeed."

"Well, we all trust your judgment."

Tong Lao didn't take off the headset from his head at this time, and then instructed the staff waiting on the side:

"There's a lot of noise in there, is it a malfunction, repair it."

"Okay."

Camp, Area F.

As the largest survivor area in the camp, Area F was overcrowded a few days ago, but now it looks desolate.

Although there are still so many tents, the number of people living in them is already less than half.

The rest are old and weak, women and children.

The patrols that could be seen often in the past have long been sent to the quarantine area, and only a few people remain. It's like a shift in the factory at night, without vigilance to stop and go, and look absent-minded.

In a tent, a middle-aged woman leans to the side, wearing headphones and watching a video she had cached earlier.

Her mouth moved slightly, and a chaotic tone kept coming out of it, obviously humming, but not at all.

Soon, however, her voice died out, but her mouth was unusually wide open as if she wanted to scream, and then her muscles and bones began to atrophy until the earphones fell to the ground.

And in another tent not far from this one.

The people living in this tent are a couple of elderly people in their sixties.

Although the tent conditions are limited, they still try to clean it as much as possible, and I also have two pots of flowers and plants in the tent.

The two had just lost their only son the day before yesterday because their son was forcibly conscripted by the camp and then sent into quarantine and eventually became a "glorious martyr".

So they were not at all grateful to the higher-ups, because this tent, which was somewhat cold and damp, was bought for them by his son with his life.

That's the deal, the inhuman deal.

Women wash their faces with tears, sit on the bed and still cry, although the man is also haggard, but it is much more stable than the woman's mood:

"What are you crying about, our son is a hero, and the man who dies on the battlefield is a real man.

Besides, I'm still fighting those monsters, I'm just old, they don't want me, otherwise I'll have to fight those things to the death. ”

The woman doesn't listen to the man at all and is still crying.

The man was also very irritable in his heart, and when he saw that his comfort was useless, he stomped his feet angrily, wanting to go out for a walk and relax.

As soon as he lifted the tent, he found that the two pots of flowers that had been placed there had fallen to the ground.

Just as he was about to curse, the man noticed a numb in his abdomen, and his body fell to the ground.

The woman's cry continued, and the man disappeared at the edge of the tent.

The same thing is being brutally played out in all corners of Area F.

The soldiers who originally guarded the camp have long since disappeared, leaving only green military uniforms on their sentry posts.

The cold wind that was whistling by, blowing softly.

"Haven't you fixed it yet?"

In the command post, Tong Lao looked at the staff who were covered in cold sweat and kept trying, and he asked impatiently.

"Not yet."

The staff shook their heads.

"Is it that difficult? Or have you lived so long in comfort that you have forgotten even the most basic maintenance! ”

Tong Lao was anxious to get in touch with Xia Qi and them, but if the communication equipment failed, then there was obviously no hope.

"It's weird."

The staff wiped the sweat from their faces at this time, and then said to Tong Lao:

"I didn't detect a problem."

"No problem detected?"

Tong Lao walked over at this time, and then took the headset connected to the communication equipment from the staff, but as soon as he put it on his head, he took it down angrily:

"With such a big noise interference, there is no way to communicate normally, is this not a problem?"

"I'm saying that the device itself is fine, and the noise is probably due to signal interference."

Hearing the other party's answer, Tong Lao's face recovered a little, and he asked again:

"How to solve this kind of problem? I don't want to know the reason now, I just want the result. ”

"I tested the other devices, and if the other devices communicate properly, then the problem should be on the other side.

If something is wrong with other equipment, it may be that the camp is being disturbed by some kind of signal source, or magnetic field, or other things that can interfere with the signal. ”

The "opposite" mentioned by the staff undoubtedly refers to the side of Xia Qi and Leng Yue, which connect the other end, and Tong Lao did not continue to put pressure on the staff, but asked him to test quickly.

"Call number F!

Call number F! ”

"Call F21!

Call F21!

Call ......"

The number F is the guard of the camp gate, and F21 represents the soldiers patrolling the area of Area F.

The staff kept calling them, but no one responded.

After that, the staff started calling the E, D and other areas again, but there was still no response.

The staff was in a hurry, so they gave up continuing to call at this time, and instead reported to Tong Lao and other high-level officials:

"The problem should be in the camp, the signal source is located in Area F, and I will go over to overhaul it now."

"Let's go."

After waiting for the staff to leave with a few helpers, Tong Lao looked at the red dots flashing on the screen, and a touch of horror suddenly appeared on his originally calm face.

"Not good!"