The iron fence is only the outermost line of defense of the prison, and there is a wall more than 10 meters high inside. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Yingying walked to the edge of the wall, drew two short spears, and climbed up with them stuck in the wall.

There was still a half-meter-high power grid wrapped around the top of the wall, and Chen Yingying reached for his waist, trying to pull out his saber to cut it, but he was empty. Only then did he remember that the saber had been given away.

He had no choice but to use a short spear to insert a gap in the mesh.

Drilling into the gap, Chen Yingying jumped off the wall. Under the fence is a parking lot about the size of ten acres, on which dozens of cars are parked at random. In many cases, the doors were open, and the dried blood stains were faintly visible.

Opposite the parking lot is the office building of the prison, which has a total of 6 floors. The windows and doors of the lower floor are closed with sandbags and bricks.

"It seems that there are indeed survivors hiding here, but I don't know if they are still alive." Chen Yingying thought.

There was an eerily quiet throughout the prison, so quiet that no sound could be heard except for the chirping of insects in the flower beds.

This silence made Chen Yingying's heart palpitate a little, as if some great danger awaited him in front of him.

"No matter, let's go take a look first." Chen Yingying came to the bottom of the building.

Presumably to facilitate the reception of visitors, there is a sign on the wall of the building indicating the floor and location of the various offices.

"Monitoring the control center? There might be a blueprint for the prison building there, so let's go there first. ”

Chen Yingying smashed the glass of a window, pried open the bricks that were blocking it, and got in.

Because the windows were blocked, the hall was very dim, except for a few flashes of light from the bay window on the second floor.

The monitoring center was on the left side of the hall on the first floor, and Chen Yingying cautiously touched forward with a short spear. Through the faint light, you can faintly see the ground and wall of the hall, there are traces of blood and drag everywhere, but there is no corpse in sight, it must have been cleaned up.

Walking to the door of the monitoring room, Chen Yingying pushed it, and the door was locked from the inside. He took a few steps back, lifted his foot and kicked the door.

With a "clang", the locked door was kicked away by Chen Yingying's kick, and a strong corpse stench mixed with dust rushed to his face, choking him and coughing.

A man in a police uniform reclined in a chair has been dead for a long time. He had a pistol in his drooping hand and a black bloody hole in his forehead, which seemed to have committed suicide after being infected with the virus.

Chen Yingying looked at the room carefully, the room was very large, more than 100 square meters, but the furnishings were very simple, except for a few sets of desks and chairs, the rest was a whole wall of monitors, gray and dusty.

Chen Yingying began to rummage through the cabinets to find it.

Luckily, he quickly found what he was looking for - detailed blueprints for the entire prison.

Chen Yingying turned on a police flashlight on the table and looked at it carefully by the light of the flashlight.

"This is it!" Chen Yingying was overjoyed.

Next to the basement of one of the buildings in the center of the prison, there are small letters like this - Abandoned Weapons Storage.

Although the mark was discarded weapons, Chen Yingying knew that it was definitely not that simple.

From the document given to him by Li Ruonan, he already knew that in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to cope with the complicated international situation and the hostility of neighboring countries towards our country, a large number of weapons and ammunition were made as reserves. In that particular era, several arsenals worked day and night for several years, and the number of weapons and ammunition produced reached an extremely terrifying number.

In the past 20 years, with the surge of weapon upgrading, these replaced weapons and ammunition have been secretly sealed in case they are needed from time to time. The location of the seal is strictly secret, and is only recorded in the top secret document archives, and this seemingly ordinary basement is one of the storage points.

Although decades have passed, Chen Yingying can be sure that this batch of weapons must still be intact, otherwise those soldiers would not have fought to complete the mission.

Chen Yingying put away the documents and returned the same way, he wanted to go to the building to have a look, once the existence of the weapons was confirmed, he could send a signal to call the convoy over.

Soon, Chen Yingying came to the front of this building, and from the design drawings, he already knew that this building was the place where heavy prisoners were kept, and it was also the most tightly guarded and core of the entire prison.

Not only are the windows on each floor of the building equipped with window railings welded with iron posts the thickness of goose eggs, but also an electrical grid is installed. Moreover, a guard tower was built every twenty meters away in the open space next to the building, equipped with searchlights, and the security was so tight that it was estimated that not even a fly would want to fly out.

'Heroes' from all over the world gather here, day after day, month after month, year after year.

Chen Yingying walked to the heavy door under the building, which was not large enough to allow a car to pass at most. The gate, made entirely of cast iron, is the only way to enter and exit the building.

Chen Yingying knocked it with his hand, the materials were solid and the workmanship was rigorous, and it seemed that even if he drove the truck and hit it directly, he would be safe and sound. But it wasn't hard for him.

He pulled out a glass vial from his backpack behind him, and the bottle was filled with green juice.

These green saps were extracted from the Devouring Flowers, and were not available in large quantities due to the rush of time.

However, Chen Yingying has already asked Wang Fugui to start planting a large number of crops in the farmland in front of the valley, and it should not be long before he can collect them in batches.

Chen Yingying carefully poured the juice from the bottle into the crack and lock of the door.

The corrosive effect of the corpse devouring flower juice was good, and the iron gate soon emitted puffs of white smoke and made a "snort" sound.

When the corrosion was almost over, Chen Yingying took a few steps back, accelerated and rushed, and kicked a side kick on the door.

The door collapsed under his brute force, and Alibaba's treasure was finally open to him.

Just as Chen Yingying was about to go inside, bursts of piercing howls came one after another, coming from inside the doorway.

He glanced inside, his scalp exploded in fright, and the square behind the door was crowded with countless zombies.

It was like poking down a hornet's nest, and when the zombies saw Chen Yingying, a big living person, they all waved their claws and pounced on him.

No wonder there are no zombies to be seen in the rest of the prison, it turns out that they are all trapped here.

Chen Yingying turned around and fled, it wasn't that he was afraid of these ordinary zombies, the door hole was so narrow, with his combat power, no matter how much, he could slowly kill them one by one.

The reason why he turned around and fled was that in the deepest part of the square, there were two jumping figures, picking up the ordinary zombies and rushing towards them.

It's S3, and it's two!