Han Bingchao took two steps back, then ran over and jumped again, jumped up in one fell swoop, and landed on the platform with ease. She looked back and didn't think she would have such a good bounce, so far, and jumped easily.

Without giving her much thought, she came down from the platform and came to the iron fence, only to see that the fence was locked. Looking up, the iron fence went up to the roof, so it was impossible to climb over it, only to smash the fence open.

Outside the fence is a right-facing corridor, and it is not known where it leads. Inside the fence are two oil drums with the words: ガソリン. Han Bing didn't know what it was written, but he was sure that it was a Japanese language. Han Bing pushed, and the oil drum was full. Is it gasoline? Han Bing brought his nose to him and sniffed it, and sure enough, there was a smell of gasoline.

She tried to push the iron gate again, but she couldn't open it, and tried to open the lock, but it didn't work. That's only ......

She set her eyes on the oil drums, and she wanted to blow the iron gate open by detonating the gasoline drums, but how? She looked at the gun in her hand, there were only eight bullets left, and she was really a little reluctant, but there was no way, she could only get out in this way.

Thinking of it, Han Bing walked back, walked more than a dozen steps, aimed at the oil drum and prepared to shoot, but the distance was too close, she was worried that doing so would blow herself up, so she had to find a place where she could hide, not only to fry the oil barrel, but also to protect herself.

Looking back, there was a small room behind him, and there was a space on the roof of the house. It might be a good idea to hide in a small room and shoot at the oil drums.

Thinking of this, Han Bing came to the small house, the door of this hut was also an iron door, she tried to kick hard against the iron door, and after about a dozen kicks, the door was opened.

Han Bing held the gun in both hands, facing the inside and was about to enter, but suddenly something pounced and let out a high-pitched scream. Han Bing immediately pulled the trigger, and the three shots ended a jumping frog.

Han Bing hurriedly put away the pistol, holding the crowbar in both hands, and there were five rounds of ammunition, which could not be wasted. The hut was full of supplies, and no jumping frogs were found, and she checked and found nothing useful, there was a wall ladder passage roof.

Han Bing looked at the iron gate opposite, but found that the shooting angle was not very good, it turned out that there was a pillar blocking it. If you can move a little to the left, you can avoid the pillar, but if you move to the left in the room, you will be blocked by the wall.

Looking at the wall ladder, maybe climbing to the roof can find a suitable angle of view. Han Bing climbed the wall ladder and climbed up, and when she climbed, she was wary of preventing there from jumping frogs on it, but she simply didn't.

After going up to the roof, he could actually hear that there was a life, through the dim light, and then following the human voice, Han Bing bent down and groped over, but it was a man in a white coat, sitting there slumped, with a flashlight beside him.

Han Bing held the crowbar and asked, "Hey, who are you?" ”

I only heard the man talking intermittently, but he couldn't understand what he was saying, Han Bing picked up the flashlight and turned it on, only to see that the man was covered in blood, and there were blood stains on the ground.

"Rosta, Rosta......" the man in the white coat muttered, and raised his hand to point in the direction of the iron gate, and then his hand hung limply.

"Hey, you Japanese devil, what kind of bird language do you speak? Can you speak human language? Han Bing asked, but this widow didn't speak anymore, he was already dead.

"Rosta? What is Rosta? Han Bing squatted beside him and repeated what he said. She had learned simple Japanese language with Sato, but she wasn't very proficient, so she was now trying to figure out what that pronunciation meant.

"Monsters, monsters!" Han Bing suddenly came to his senses, the Rota that the man in the white coat said was the meaning of monsters, and there were terrible monsters on the other side of the iron gate! In order to avoid the jumping frog, he hid on the roof, but he still couldn't escape.

Monster? I'm going to the monsters too! Han Bing came to the edge of the roof, found an excellent shooting position, lay down, held the gun with both hands and aimed it at the gasoline drum, and fired three shots in a row, bang, bang, the oil drum really exploded, the gas was blazing, and the iron gate was also blown open.

The gasoline burned for a long time before the fire gradually became smaller, and Han Bing got a new item: a flashlight. She left the roof, descended the staircase to the iron gate, bypassed the flames, and came into the corridor, where she saw a lot of wooden boxes piled up in front of her, and if she walked forward, she would come to a slightly more open place after walking through them.

There were still two bullets, Han Bing wanted to save them, so he put away the pistol, walked over with both hands clenched on the crowbar, and came to the pile of boxes, only to see that the slightly open place on the left side, opposite was a roller shutter, half of which was blocked by a box below, forming a not high gap, and it was necessary to bend down to drill through, and the roller shutter was the way to the back.

On the side of the roller shutter, a pillar fell to the ground, blocking the chandelier.

I don't know what will happen next.,I heard the Japanese man just now say that there are monsters.,It seems that these two bullets are not enough.,If only there was a submachine gun or something.。 Thinking so, Han Bing began to find a box to pry open, and there were actually several pineapple grenades inside!

", Arsenal!" Han Bing couldn't help but scream, she took out all the grenades and hung them on her waist one by one, there were six in total.

Since it was an arsenal, there must be other weapons in the other boxes, thinking of this, she continued to pry the boxes, but then she was a little disappointed, and pry open more than a dozen boxes in a row, all of which were inconsequential equipment.

"Damn, give me some bullets!" Han Bing is now more proficient in using a pistol, although he only fired a dozen rounds in front and back.

Han Bing was unwilling, and continued to knock on the next box, at this time he had come to the corner of the stacked box, and suddenly a jumping frog jumped out of the darkness, Han Bing quickly picked up the crowbar, and smashed the jumping frog with two snaps, she now seriously doubts how she can have such a fast reaction ability, but she is also pleasantly surprised by this, which shows that she can greatly improve her survivability in a harsh environment.

After looking around to make sure there were no jumping frogs, she then knocked on the next box, "Wow, you've won the lottery!" Han Bing exclaimed in surprise, because this box was actually full of boxes of bullets, and they were all pistol bullets loaded with magazines!

Han Bing was very puzzled, how did these widows get their weapons in? You must know that our country is very strict about weapons control, not to mention pistol grenades, you are a dagger that can be found out for you.

It was only later in her adventures that she learned how the widows brought their weapons in.

With enough bullets, Han Bing was full of confidence, and the next step was to drill through that roller shutter to see what he would encounter next.

(End of chapter)