Our eight-man team checked the equipment and was about to enter the underground base once more. This time, the purpose is to further explore the secrets inside, and the distance is longer than the last time, and it is impossible to predict what dangers will be encountered.

Reluctantly saying goodbye to Wang Xiaoyu, I entered the base with the team. Walking down the stairs to the corridor below, no one spoke, and the team remained unusually quiet. Led by Yao Bing, everyone walked silently. Passing through the hallway, they came to the half-hung gate, and the people went in turn. With the last action, I am also an experienced old man, so naturally I will not show weakness.

We are familiar with the road to travel through the underground base, Yang Muyun has been insisting on walking by himself, and we can see that his physical strength is no longer good. I was panting heavily, and my face was very sallow and terrible. But there is a kind of stubbornness in his body, and I think this is the survival instinct. In the depths of this eerie underground base, there is a power that makes people immortal, and this power works more than any hormone.

We walked to the prison hallway for a break. Everyone sat around on the ground, drinking drinks to replenish their strength and check their equipment. Yang Muyun's bodyguard took out a slender black box from his backpack, which contained a tube of syringes, and Yang Muyun rolled up his sleeves to accept the injection. When he saw my eyes, he smiled and whispered, "This is an anti-cancer drug, shipped from the United States, and it costs $1,000 for one injection." ”

"Is it easy to use?" I asked.

Yang Muyun smiled: "It's similar to morphine, death is certain, but it can somewhat relieve the pain before death." ”

We set off again, crossing the prison corridor to the human laboratory inside the bomb shelter. Except for me and Yao Bing, everyone else came here for the first time, and everyone swept these cold and empty laboratory rooms with flashlights, their faces solemn.

Liu Xiaojun stood in front of a room, looking through the huge glass window, his eyes were very ethereal, as if he remembered something. I walked over to him and shone a flashlight at the lab with a dilapidated operating table covered in thick dust. "I've been experimented with here." Liu Xiaojun said.

"What kind of experiment is that?" I asked.

"I don't know. They injected something into my body. A very pained expression appeared on his face.

He didn't say much, but it was an unbearable process. He followed the group and continued to march inside.

I walked a few quick steps and followed: "Didn't you say that there is something hidden here that makes you very uncomfortable?" ”

Liu Xiaojun nodded: "That uncomfortable thing, I can sense it." I'm scared of it, but it's free. ”

If I ask anything more, he won't say anything. We went deeper, past these labs, and even I hadn't been there. Now in the team, only Yao Bing knows the structure and terrain.

Corridors and rooms guarded by iron gates create a labyrinth-like area. If there is no guide here, there is no map to indicate, and if you want to go out, unless you hit the luck, you can be trapped in it.

Not only is the terrain complicated, but there is no light, so dark that you can't see anything, and you can't see your fingers. Even if we have a flashlight, the visibility is extremely low, and we can only see two or three meters in front of us, and further away, it will be all black.

As he was walking, Yao Bing at the front suddenly stopped, and we all stopped following him. He was shining his flashlight on something on the ground, and it was shining, I don't know what it was. He bent down to pick it up, and Yang Muyun walked over and asked, "What?" ”

Yao Bing pinched the thing and lifted it up to show us, it was a saber without a scabbard.

"Someone has been here before us." Yao Bing said in a deep voice.

His eyes were sharp and he swept us around. "Can you tell whose knife it is?" Yang Muyun asked.

Yao Bing shook his head, he tossed the knife aside, and carefully shone his flashlight at the corners of the corridor. As if he had found something, he crouched down to inspect the wall.

We gathered around to see that there were a few thin scratches on the wall, and if we didn't look closely, we couldn't find it.

Zhong Xiu looked at it and said, "Nail marks." ”

"Under what circumstances can a person leave a nail scratch on the wall?" Yao Bing looks at us.

No one answered, and everyone's faces were heavy, and they all obviously thought of the answer. A person will only do this if he is faced with despair and fear. The walls of the gas chambers in the German concentration camps during World War II are covered with nail scratches, all of which were left behind by the victims of the time who could not vent their great pain before they died, with great resentment.

"Someone left scratches on the wall with his fingernails, and if this person is the owner of the knife, it means that he may have been killed," Yao said. He stood up and motioned for us not to move. He took two steps forward with his flashlight and said, "The man ran out of it, and it was clear that something was chasing him. He ran here, fell, and thought that thing had caught up with him. He confronted the thing in the air, and under the great fear, he inadvertently left scratches on the wall, and he probably didn't know about this action. He drew his knife and tried to resist, but he didn't succeed......"

The monkey asked, "If this man is dead, we don't see the body." ”

Yao Bing analyzed: "It's very big here, and there are a lot of corridors. The route we had taken was the only way to escape, but we didn't see any bodies. It can be determined that the person did not run out and there is a high probability of death. ”

Looking at this knife, I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster, because I recognized it as Lao Zhang's knife. If it is really like Yao Bing's analysis, he is indeed dead.

I looked into the depths of the dark corridor, and I really couldn't imagine what Lao Zhang saw that could scare him like this. At the beginning, in the hellish fantasy world, even if Lao Jia was dismantled, he watched the whole process as many as seven times. What else would a person with such a psychological capacity be intimidated by? It's unimaginable.

Walking further inside, we were engrossed and didn't dare to be distracted, and even Yao Bing's face was heavy. Liu Xiaojun's pale face couldn't be looked at directly at this time, he kept taking deep breaths, and his steps were a little staggering. His physique is different from that of ordinary people, did he sense something?

The hallway seemed to have no end, topped with a jumble of cables and nooses, thick pipes crisscrossed and covered in thick rust. Our formation is very compact, and everyone flashes flashlights in all directions, moving forward cautiously step by step. People in this environment are really nervous, and my heart is beating a drum.

As we walked inside, a heavy concrete wall appeared, and several rows of tall wooden boxes were stacked against the base of the wall, which may contain military supplies. Under the light of the flashlight, I could see that there were many straws in the cracks of the box, and I didn't know what was breaded under the grass.

"Don't move!" Yao Bing warned us: "There are explosives here, they should have been put down when we evacuated the base, I don't know why they didn't detonate, everyone be careful." ”

As soon as they heard this, all the people dispersed, looked at each other, and lost their curiosity.

There were many slogans painted on the walls, and I looked strange. None of the people who knew Japanese spoke, so I was too embarrassed to ask. I guess it might be a warning or something.

Led by Yao Bing, we walked along the wall until we reached the end. There were many messes scattered on the ground, including broken logs, straw, and many broken boxes, and several huge military canvases on the ground.

Yao Bing took a flashlight very carefully, came to a canvas, lifted it hard, and a rusty iron door appeared on the concrete floor. A large red lotus sign that had faded was sprayed on the door.

To our surprise, the iron door was actually opened.

We didn't venture down, but crouched down by the door and shone our flashlights down. It was pitch black below, and I didn't know how deep it was, but I could see the iron ladder leading to the deepest part of the darkness.

"Here's the core of the base." Yao Bing said.

"Did the man who threw the knife open this door?" Yang Muyun asked.

Yao Bing shook his head: "You see, the door shaft has rusted to death, and it can't be opened recently." When the base was abandoned, the door was not closed. I don't know why. At that time, I had already been transferred out of here. ”

Zhong Xiu suddenly said: "That person was chased by something, could this mysterious thing come out of here?" ”

We looked at each other, and no one could answer this question. In the darkness, everyone did not speak, only the sound of heavy breathing.

"At least one thing is certain." The monkey said, "The man didn't find here." I just took a closer look at the ground, and it's dirty and dusty. No other footprints were found other than ours. ”

Yang Muyun coughed and smiled at Zhong Xiu: "If there are no footprints, Xiao Zhong's guess is completely untrue." If anything does come out of here, it will inevitably leave a mark on the ground, but there is nothing on the ground. ”

Zhong Xiu shook his head, looking a little panicked: "Mr. Yang, not necessarily." Maybe what comes out below is floating out. ”