In front of Zhang Ye and the others were human heads hanging on the walls of the spire, and there were thousands of them!

The open spaces around the minaret and the walls of the nearby bungalows were covered with words written in blood, singing the praises of the thousands who had died.

As for why and how they sacrificed, the answer is self-evident by looking at the regularly arranged stoves and dining tables in the open space, and the bloodstains that have been rendered by blood many times.

Zhang Ye and the other guides stopped at the edge of the clearing, and knelt on the ground to bow to the thousands of people, and sang the praises of their greatness and their sacrificial spirit.

Zhang Ye can be sure that those thousands of people can't all be voluntary, and it is the biggest shining point of human nature to decide how many people can decide.

But Zhang Ye didn't say anything, because these people didn't eat because they wanted to, they were forced to survive in order to survive, of course, if he knew more of the truth, it was not certain whether he would choose to be silent.

And he was about to find out the truth, so he led the seekers, and after saluting the heads of the men as well, he went to the closed iron gate at the base of the spire.

When the guide saw this, he turned around and walked away quickly, obviously not wanting to continue to serve as a guide.

Zhang Ye and the others didn't care, they walked to the closed iron door and looked at it, and then saw an electronic lock on the right side of the iron door that combined a password and fingerprint.

There was also a microphone above the electronic lock and a button next to it, and Zhang Ye pressed the button and said, "We are from the surface, and we want to help." ”

But Zhang Ye didn't get any response, he tried again and again, and the result was the same, until a crazy old woman came over.

"Don't press the abyss's lips anymore, it will be useful, she has died of the curse of the gods like this refuge." The old woman's words made Zhang Yezhi frown, because he didn't have the curse of the gods at all, if there was, he who had cooperated with the gods would definitely be able to sense it.

So Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to her, and he didn't care about Yang Tingting, who came forward to ask, but pulled out the original sword and was about to break the door violently.

Unexpectedly, the rare "normal people" who were watching them from a distance around them actually shouted in unison!

After Zhang Ye turned his head to look at them, he ignored their words and swung his sword and slashed!

The golden blade easily split the iron gate in two, and the roar of the iron gate as it fell to the ground followed!

Those people immediately rushed up in a frenzy, but when they saw the multi-barreled machine gun on the shoulders of the two Huang Tai brothers, which began to emit a whirling hum, they could only dare to leave here in anger and did not dare to say a word, and their whereabouts were unknown.

"They snooped on us from just now, and they were crazy just now, there must be something in this door that they don't want people to know." Zhang Ye said this with a smile, and at the same time stepped into the dark spire on the ground floor.

Except for the two Huang Tai brothers, the other seekers followed, and the Huang Tai brothers kept their guard at the door in case they turned back and secretly wanted to destroy something.

Zhang Ye, who walked into the bottom of the spire, injected a wisp of fire into the original sword, using the burning original sword as a lighting device, Wang Ling also activated the tactical flashlight mounted on her two submachine guns, and then let the pitch-black bottom show them the full picture under the interweaving of flames and pillars of light.

Zhang Ye and others looked around and found that the ground floor was similar to the company's office area, with rows of neatly arranged desks and computers, as well as documents and various small decorations stacked on both sides of the computers.

Zhang Ye looked at these desks and snorted with some disdain, because he found that under the cover of dust, there were blood stains that had been wiped off everywhere.

They can wipe the blood away, but they will always be there, and they can't escape Zhang Ye's eyes.

"Mouse, He Hui, investigate this floor, and the others will follow me upstairs." Zhang Ye arranged it like this, and this is also the best arrangement, to put it simply, Huang Tai is MT, Zhou Hao and He Hui are DPS, plus the spire is easy to defend and difficult to attack, no one can interfere with Zhang Ye and them in a short time.

Zhou Hao and He Hui obviously understood why this was arranged, so they answered and began to investigate, while Zhang Ye led the others to the second floor through the stairs at the corner.

The second floor of the minaret was much more spacious than the first floor, and the smaller second floor seemed to be used for command, because there were instruments and equipment placed against the wall, some of which Zhang Ye recognized as the scanning system and the fire system console, and in the center there was a sand table and an ashtray stuffed with cigarette butts at the edges.

Again, there was much less blood than the first floor, and there were no signs of battle, but there were many traces of drag and flight that could be spotted at a glance and that had been clumsily tried to erase.

"Tingting, Wang Ling, you two investigate here, I'll go to the third floor." Wang Ling and Yang Tingting, who had the upper ground, were left on the second floor by Zhang Ye, and he himself split the iron door to the third floor and walked up the stairs.

The third floor was supposed to be the manager's apartment, but it was surprisingly neat and undevoid of any traces of blood or any fights.

Zhang Ye was also behind the desk by the window and saw the manager who had become a white bone.

He walked over to his desk and looked at the Administrator's body, where he discovered that the Manager had died by suicide and that the pistol she had used to commit suicide was lying next to her chair.

Zhang Ye frowned suspiciously, he picked up the two USB flash drives on the desk and plugged them into his mobile phone.

With the reading of the contents of the USB flash drive, Zhang Ye knew the truth inside Vault 37 that had been hidden for many years, and gunshots and shouts rang out outside the window at this time.

Zhang Ye walked to the window and opened the iron plate that sealed the window, and then saw some shelter residents holding various guns and firing at the two Huang Tai brothers who stood still like iron towers, but their weapons had no effect on Iron Man's armor, and they couldn't even make some dents.

"Are you going to kill them all?" Huang Tai contacted Zhang Ye through the armor's communication system and asked.

Zhang Ye said coldly into the phone: "Catch it alive." ”

As soon as Zhang Ye gave the order, the two brothers turned into werewolves in their respective wolf howls, and then pounced on the residents who launched the raid!

The battle between the two sides lasted only two minutes, and as a result, all the residents who participated in the raid were incapacitated, and some even had their hands torn off or torn apart!

At this time, Zhang Ye smashed the bulletproof glass with his mental power, and then watched as the wailing residents were escorted to the entrance of the ground floor.

Looking at the residents who had lost their minds and launched a surprise attack, Zhang Ye felt a special chill, the ecstasy of finding the same kind before disappeared in an instant, and some were just the burning anger that surged into his heart because he learned the truth! (To be continued.) )