The collapsed giant parking lot is very large and goes as deep as 70 meters underground.

Although there are many places that have been deeply submerged, reducing the distance of excavation, it is still a very large project for Yang Zheng.

However, if he wants to leave Wuyan Island, this should be Yang Zheng's only hope.

In the next few months, Yang Zheng got up early and went to bed late every day, trying his best to dig and carry in the collapsed parking field.

He accidentally found a large amount of explosives in the second gate of the super arsenal, and with the help of explosives, his digging progress increased a lot.

Fortunately, the X-90 mutant gene has changed his physique very strongly, no matter how tired he is every day, as long as he rests and sleeps at night, he will be full of energy and energy when he gets up the next day.

Every day, if this high-load of physical labor were rested on ordinary people, it is estimated that they would have been tired long ago.

But after a few months, Yang Zheng is still so vigorous.

……

"Boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and there was a sudden sound, and the collapsed airport was dusty.

After more than eight months of excavation, finally, this afternoon, Yang Zheng completely shattered the last barrier leading to the underground warehouse.

Looking at the heavy wall in front of him, which had been blown apart, Yang Zheng exhaled deeply, "Damn, this is the last wall, as long as this wall is removed, there will be a warehouse for a large number of ghost fighters inside." ”

After being busy for more than half a year, today we can finally see the dawn of hope.

This made Yang Zheng very pleased, and at the same time, he was also very excited.

"Hurry up and work, as long as you move here, Lao Tzu will be able to get out of trouble immediately."

Spat on the ground, Yang Zheng rubbed his palm, which had been grinded to the ground, and picked up a rebar-made crowbar beside him, stabbing it into the crack in the concrete wall that had been blasted open.

Expertly pried off several tabletop-sized blocks of concrete, and he carried them out with ease.

A few months ago, Yang Zheng didn't know where to find an intact bucket truck, which really helped him a lot.

Every time he excavated and cleaned up the ruins, as long as the slightly huge stones and ruins were fast, Yang Zheng used his fierce brute force to move them out and throw them away.

After more than half a year of hard labor, Yang Zheng's strength is not known to be many times greater than before.

Today, he can easily lift objects weighing up to 300 kilograms.

As for the small debris and stones scattered on the ground, Yang Zheng used a shovel to load them into the bucket truck, and used the bucket truck to drag the rubble outside and dump it.

If you stand above Wuyan Island, you can clearly see that in the central area of the collapsed parking airport, a passage hundreds of meters long and about 20 meters wide has been excavated.

The entire passage extends diagonally underground, and from a distance, it looks like a slope deep into the ground.

The ground of the passage was pressed very firmly by Yang Zheng, and it looked very flat.

These were all deliberately done by Yang Zheng, because he clearly knew that it was not enough to dig out a passage to the underground warehouse.

If you want to get out of those ghost fighters buried underground, you must dig the passage wide enough, strong and flat enough, otherwise, those ghost fighters underground will not be able to come out at all.

"Boom ......"

Just after Yang Zheng smashed the last wall blocking in front of him, finally, the huge underground warehouse full of ghost fighters appeared in front of him.

The scene in front of him made Yang Zheng's brows stretch instantly.

Originally, he thought that even if he dug into the warehouse, it would be filled with a large amount of collapsed earth and rocks.

But now he was pleasantly surprised to find that his luck seemed to be good.

I don't know if it's shit luck, or if it's really that coincidental.

The passage he had dug led to a corner of the warehouse, and that corner had not collapsed, and it looked relatively intact.

In particular, what made Yang Zheng overjoyed was that less than ten meters away from him, there happened to be a pitch-black ghost fighter.

In fact, there are more than a dozen ghost fighters nearby, but all of them are buried in a large amount of dirt and rocks, and some of the ghost fighters have been seriously deformed and damaged, I don't know if they were destroyed by the big explosion.

"Great, just choose this ghost fighter!"

Yang Zheng excitedly rummaged into the warehouse, trotting all the way to the ghost fighter, he was going to enter the inside to check to see if the ghost fighter, which looked intact on the outside, could really be used.

If the Ghost Fighter really wasn't damaged, he would do anything to get it out.

The ghost fighter in front of me was shaped like a black bat, about seven meters long and five meters wide, and the volume did not look very large, a bit like a mini plane.

After groping around the ghost fighter for a long time, Yang Zheng found the entrance to the cabin at the bottom of the plane.

"These ghost fighters are really strange, the entrance to the cabin is actually at the bottom." Yang Zheng muttered to himself.

According to his previous understanding, almost all fighters in the world, none of the cabin doors are at the bottom.

Climbing into the cockpit of the ghost fighter, the space inside is not large, and it can only accommodate one person to control it at most, and the various instruments and equipment in the cockpit look very weird and advanced, and many things, Yang Zheng has never seen on the Internet at all.

However, what puzzled him was that he was very familiar with everything inside the ghost fighter.

Seems...... It's as if he flew a ghost fighter a long, long time ago.

"How can you feel this way, it's weird?"

It stands to reason that Yang Zheng had never seen a ghost fighter before, let alone piloted a ghost fighter, so how could he have such a weird feeling?

All this is so mysterious that it cannot be explained in words.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Zheng sat on the control chair of the ghost fighter, looking at the rows of sophisticated instruments and equipment in front of him, he slowly stretched out his hands......

Buzz Buzz......

Something magical happened, the ghost fighter was magically activated under the control of Yang Zheng!

……………………

Three days later, Yang Zheng doubled the area of the exit of the underground warehouse again, so that the ghost fighter had enough space to come out.

The sunset shallow light, the golden sunlight shining on the calm sea, shining brilliantly, is extremely beautiful.

Yang Zheng sat on the beach, lit a bonfire, and roasted his last fish on Wuyan Island.

Before he knew it, he had been on Wuyan Island for nearly a year.

In this year, he has completely lost contact with the whole world, and he doesn't know what kind of changes have taken place in the outside world after nearly a year.

With a deep sigh, Yang Zheng finished his last dinner on Wuyan Island with mixed feelings, preparing to pilot the ghost fighter plane after nightfall, leaving the deserted island where he had been imprisoned for a year.

As the last rays of the setting sun faded into the boundless sea, the sky gradually darkened.

Night is finally coming!

At this time, in the middle of the collapsed giant parking field on Wuyan Island, a giant bat that was as black as a ghost made a dull humming sound, and slowly climbed up along the slope passage leading to the ground.

When it had fully climbed out of the ramp passage, it reversed its forward angle and gradually began to accelerate along the flat runway hundreds of meters ahead.

As the speed of the ghost fighter was getting faster and faster, suddenly, with a sharp loud bang, the ghost fighter, like a huge bat, rushed out of Wuyan Island like lightning, roared into the sky, and went straight to the clouds in the sky......

In the cockpit of the ghost fighter, as the fighter flew higher and higher, Wuyan Island on the sea surface gradually became smaller and smaller, until it finally turned into a small black dot, and then completely disappeared from sight.

Yang Zheng sighed softly and whispered secretly: "I, finally left!" Far away home, I'm on my way to you, waiting for me ......"

Stick to the right thing, always have dreams, choose the right direction, and always have hope -- The King's Diary, excerpted on December 25, 2046.