You can't be wrong, I really can't think of anything other than blood for this color in front of me. I've been dealing with it ever since I went underground, the first engineer who was devoured by the wall, the deathmatch in the power distribution station, the task force in the elevator, and the time when I was completely besieged by the bugs

There was not a single time in these experiences that there was not a large amount of blood, and when I first saw the engineer with only one blood mark left, I secretly felt sick to my stomach for several days. We are all ordinary technical soldiers, how can we see so much blood in normal times? I haven't even killed a pig myself!

Some people may ask me if I didn't go to war as a child? This was a problem, but I was still very young at the time, and the troops of the command and commissar were constantly retreating, and there were really not enough people. In desperation, they asked me to help carry the ammunition box, and I was always hiding behind bunkers or sandbags, and they didn't let me look at the front of the battlefield.

I'm a kid again, and if I hadn't wanted to repay their kindness, I would have peed my pants a long time ago, so how could I have the courage to look at the positive situation myself. I don't know when the shells have come and everything is over, so I only look at my own people's faces, and I haven't witnessed any bloody scenes directly.

But what's happened lately is so unusual that I haven't felt this way after all this time on the battlefield. There is one feeling that I have always lacked here that is essential for people, and that is security. In the entire eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, I have not been on pins and needles like now, as if everything around me exudes a dangerous, don't approach. The experience along the way has indeed confirmed this

But as I said, people are still very scary, and their ability to adapt is sometimes really strong and terrifying. At first, I was still like a bear, but now I can analyze the problem calmly when I look at the bloodstains. For a long time I thought I had seen all the bloody images I could see when I was underground.

Chen Zaihai asked the engineer to help with the miner's lamp, while he squatted down to check the bloodstains. He reached out and touched it, and I could clearly see that the blood stain was cracked all at once, and some of the four sides were scattered in pieces. And nothing was glued to his own hands.

"The blood is black, this shouldn't be something left over recently, it's all gone." Chen Zaihai stood up, patted his hands and said.

"Sure enough, it's bloodstains, who could it be?" I asked subconsciously.

Chen Zaihai said that there are more possibilities, task force, Talia and them, the Lin Yiru you saw them, I don't know if it was Ivan who came down with Lin Yixia, and the guy who tied a black rope next to the power plant, which of these people will not be surprised anymore when they appear here.

"Not only that, the owner of this blood looks really unlucky, he may be hanging on that forklift when he is actually injured." He said with a sigh. "He has been dragged all the time, and the blood is spilled all over the ground, if the forklift runs far enough, according to this amount of bleeding, he will end up being dragged to dry."

In my mind, I saw a man dragged on a forklift, covered in wounds from the friction with the ground, and his legs were completely scrapped and hung on his body like ornaments. The forklift kept running, and no matter how much the man screamed like a pig, it didn't stop. In the end, he could only endure great pain, despairing while watching himself shed blood along the way. Little by little, the color of blood was lost from his face, but the expression of despair and pain became more and more obvious. Finally, in the corner of the platform, where he didn't know what to do, the forklift finally stopped, but he also became a man with broken bones like a kite

I immediately shook my head violently, what the is going on! How could I have thought so carefully, as if I had actually seen it, the irony smell of blood, and the sticky sensation, lingering in my brain like maggots on tarsal bones.

It was disgusting. I was so sick that I palpitated when I thought about it, and my stomach was tumbling for a while, and I almost vomited all the compressed dry food I had just eaten.

"Are you alright, chief? It's not a good face," the warrior said with concern.

I knew that the person he was talking to would not be Chen Zaihai, but me. It's a shame that I was so shaken that this kid could see it? It's so unusual, I just decided that I want to take over Talia's position, what's going on with this humiliating look! I immediately told myself to think about what Ivan was like on a regular basis, and just do what he did, even if it was just pretending! Can't affect this kid anymore.

I briefly changed my mood and smiled at him and said that I was fine, and this bloodstain can't be ignored, let's take a look at who left it, and finally there are clues about people. It's a pity that it's a dead man, so I silently added this sentence in my heart.

When Chen Zaihai heard this, he voluntarily took the lead, and the three of us chased down the bloodstain so carefully. After walking for a while, I found that the blood stains were indeed accompanied by the tire traces, and this person really seemed to have been hanging on the car without falling off. What's going on? Obviously, there is so much blood, generally speaking, jumping out of the car is not the best choice?

Why did he stick to the car all the time? It's not that he doesn't want to jump, but he can't? This person is not driving this forklift or hanging on the truck, but someone is trapped on it?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it became, because the blood was really continuous, and I went through several platforms without finding the end. I finally shared the idea with the two of them, and they both felt that maybe it was really the case. The level of the matter was raised all at once, and it may not be an accident, but a murder

Our nerves tightened all at once, and all the guns in our hands were safed.

"Is this kid driving a car torturing people?" When he was halfway through, Chen Zaihai scolded his mother. "After dragging around for so long, does he have a purpose! Eighty percent of the owner of this blood is enough to choke. I advise you to be mentally prepared and not to pee your pants when you see the main place. ”

I said that's true, what does this forklift guy think? This chaotic line, without any pattern or purpose, he almost drove the car to the railroad tracks. I even suspect that the bloodstained car marks are a closed ring, and we have been going around in circles all the time.

Of course, this is just my feeling, in fact, the three of us have confirmed many times that there is no turning back. With the lessons learned from the last Stonehenge, we now have the habit of marking a new place first. The situation does not allow us to go around in circles.

"Old Su, don't you think this bloodstain is a little strange?" Walking and Chen Zaihai asked coldly.

When I asked me why it was strange, he told me if the blood stains were getting more and more obvious. I didn't react to his consciousness for a while, and I didn't know what was going on until I looked at it, and it was indeed as he said that the amount of bleeding on the forklift here seemed to have increased a lot

Is this possible? Shouldn't the blood be less and less? Why is this guy getting more and more? Could it be that she had always had a way to plug the wounds on her body some time ago, and she fainted here? So the amount of bleeding is big all of a sudden?

Chen Zaihai said that he couldn't say it well, anyway, it was better to be careful. What is happening in this place is not going to be as simple as we just thought.

And the fact is indeed as Chen Zaihai said, it is not simple, in terms of results, it once perfectly explained to us what it means to be out of common sense. After that, I made a simple summary of everything that happened to us, and it really did fit Murphy's Law.

First of all, things will not be as we first thought, secondly, things will change for the better, and secondly, we had better think of the worst before we do anything. And that's not all, it's better to think about what to do if we encounter something worse than the worst, and I'm almost certain that if we don't, we're going to have something worse than the worst.

After a long and chaotic follow, we finally found the end of the trace. Unexpectedly, that place seems to be the warehouse we haven't been looking for! Before we knew it, we had stepped out of the huge platform.

Concrete walls on all sides, and a lot of unknown pipe-like stuff on them. There are more and more posters and charts written in Japanese that you don't understand. There were huge lights to be seen overhead, but they were all going off if they wanted to, and it was only natural to think about them, and even though I had seen a lot of emergency lights on the walls just now, even they weren't on. My first impression was of a huge corridor, wide enough for three or two liberation trucks to walk side by side.

There are a lot of three defenses scattered on both sides that we have seen many times, Chen Zaihai ran over and wanted to try to open it, but unlike the original, these are all very sealed, and it is possible to open it at all. The blood on the ground was still stretching, and we had to head deeper into this corridor.

And finally what appeared in front of our eyes was the huge iron gate of the three mountains, each door was painted with white paint and numbered, they were: library - 108, library - 109, library - 110.

I really didn't expect us to be so messy and actually found a warehouse! But we can't be happy, and the bloodstained thing makes us all gasp, I know this thing! It's better to say that I will never forget it for the rest of my life, but how did I end up here!!

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