The bad news that Yin Saburo brought is that the war above is getting hotter and hotter, the evenly matched forces are easy to fight, and the main battlefield is gradually moving to the top of our heads, we must continue to stay here until they finish the fight before they can go out, otherwise it will be easy to become cannon fodder.

We all looked at Fu Cheng, worried that his injuries would not last the truce, but Lin Ya checked the pulse and said that the condition was fine, and it should be fine. He said that although the drugs he took were not officially put on the market, they were the most effective after decades of clinical trials.

Yin Saburo suddenly asked Lin Ya if he still had any medicine, Lin Ya nodded, and then looked him up and down a little puzzledly, and suddenly found that there was a big blood stain on his waist, because he was dressed in black, and he was gray in the passage, so he couldn't see it if he didn't look carefully.

Lin Ya hurriedly helped him sit down, tore off his clothes and checked, it was a knife wound, not too deep. When I asked him how he got it, he replied that he met a few skirmishers on the way back and had a fight. Lin Ya carefully drugged him, and after bandaging him, he asked him if he would not expose his traces. He said no.

Yin Saburo glanced at Lin Ya as he spoke. I knew that this glance meant that he had cleaned up all the skirmishers he had encountered, and because he was in the way of our presence, he didn't want to say anything too bloody, so he only made eye contact with Lin Ya.

There was no concept of time in the underground part of the research center, let alone being trapped in the escape route, so we had to wait patiently.

For a while, the gunfire became louder and louder, shaking the dirt above our heads and falling down, and we had to curl up in the corner with our heads in our hands, for fear that the sky would suddenly collapse and we would all be buried alive. Later, there was a burst of gunfire that suddenly went far away, but it didn't take long for it to get closer, and it was impossible to analyze what kind of battle was going on outside. Yin Saburo said that this is a mountain, with many trees, stones, water and dangerous land, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is very difficult to get it. I felt a chill in my heart when I heard it, in case they fought for a few months, this space that was originally used for escape could be directly made into a ready-made grave.

I always laughed with him and wanted him not to worry about me, but I also knew that my smile was getting more and more ugly, and I was getting more and more nervous and weak. Because even if Xiaohai and Lao Lazy want to save it, as long as the battlefield is still above us, they can't save it.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel that the air inside is getting thinner and thinner, and there are a few times when it will suddenly be difficult to breathe.

At first, Xiu Zirui would often ask me some questions about the outside to liven up the atmosphere, but gradually, she lost her strength, and leaned on Yin Saburo's arms, her originally lively eyes became more and more dim, and she looked like she didn't necessarily see anything even if she opened her eyes.

The men were very strong, and they took care of us all the time, they basically didn't eat anything, they kept food and water for us two women as much as possible, and when there was too much movement from above, they kept us in their arms, and often said comforting words, saying that when the sky falls, they must be on top, manly men, and it is a matter of course. Once I slept in a daze, I didn't know what I dreamed of, and when I woke up, my face was full of tears, Lin Ya moved over and pinched my hand, saying that you are so amazing, you have done everything that many people can't do, and you will be willing to work hard, and God will definitely treat you well in the future, so don't cry. It was fine that he didn't say anything, but when he said that, I cried even harder, for fear that the bitterness he said would never come again.

The air is really getting thinner.

Then Yin Saburo didn't let us sleep, forced us to meditate, and asked us to breathe to his rhythm. I know that the Yin family has a unique technique called "breathing method", which can adjust the breathing mode and rhythm to make the body reach a state of "suspended animation" in medicine, in order to resist death such as extreme cold or quicksand, but this mastery, like playing the piano, requires years of deep training to achieve attainments, where you can learn it by speaking.

But if you don't believe it, you still try with Yin Saburo, it's better than really suffocating to death without struggling.

At first, it seemed to be effective, I felt that breathing was less difficult, and I had a little strength in my hands, but it was only a short period of time, and gradually I began to feel uncomfortable again. In addition, the top of my head shook so much that it felt as if the sky had really fallen, and I couldn't concentrate on my breathing at all. Because I was born with a different physique, I was quite good, but the worst ones were Fu Cheng and Xiu Zirui, who were no longer human, and I would tilt my head and faint from time to time.

With our current physical strength, even if we choose another passage to escape immediately, there is little hope that we will all escape alive.

In fact, it is not entirely the problem of thinner and thinner air, but also the psychological oppression caused by the cramped space and the despair caused by this blank waiting, which are difficult to solve.

Only Yin Saburo remained sober and calm, always paying attention to the movement above his head and cheering us up. Lin Ya is also okay, tossing and turning to take care of a few of us, resolutely not letting us sleep, the words are ruthless, I can't sleep, I may die if I sleep, think about how many dangers have come in front of me, can you be willing to die here.

I'm really unwilling.

Suddenly, for a moment, I saw that I was lazy, and when I first met, he was a little suspicious that I was the murderer of the "Hand of God" case; Later, I was a little suspicious that I was Qiao Lanxiang; And then ......

Later, he finally remembered that I was the wonderful little girl he remembered, a girl swimming and running naked under the moonlight, beautiful like a mermaid.

I was the only good thing about his youth.

I thought I would continue to be the good in his life until the earth is desolate, but ......

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a strange sound, first a rattle, and then a boom, the sound was a bit earth-shattering, and it was very scary in the cramped space. It came from the hole in the escape route, like the sound of some metal breaking.

Fu Cheng raised his head and said in a voice that he tried his best to control but still trembled: "It's over, the joint plate at the exit is broken, and the nearest entrance and exit can't be opened, we ......"

The last sentence I swallowed back into my stomach was "We're going to be trapped here", but because there was another passage in the end, I couldn't say anything about it, so I swallowed it back. But everyone can see that his physical condition is absolutely unable to support him to climb the narrow passage for more than ten days, and he can't support it for two days, he knows this very well, and suddenly calmed down.

It was the peace of giving up the last glimmer of hope, there was a kind of love that was dripping, everything was casual, and it was distressing to watch.

But for a while, a little light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and there was a trace of strength in his expression to try to live, I think he must be thinking about the oath he made with Lu Yunheng, and wanted to go out alive to fulfill the wish he couldn't fulfill and take care of his family.

But it's so hard.

Fu Cheng said that when the joint plate was crushed and we were going to be trapped and died inside, my brain was confused, as if I hadn't reacted to what it meant to die, Xiu Zirui understood, but there was no big reaction, and he just looked at Yin Saburo in a daze.

Yin Saburo was very calm, as if he didn't think it was serious, and he asked Fu Cheng if there was a remedy for the broken joint.

Fu Cheng replied weakly: "There is no way to think from the inside, you should know that there is a big rock on it, and the weight of the steel bar is supported on the slide rail to ensure that the entrance can be opened smoothly and people can be hidden." As soon as the joint plate is broken, the slide rail will not work properly, and the rock will be pressed down and the entrance will be completely blocked. Unless someone from outside comes to the rescue, and several people have to come with tools to save them, there is really no way to do it. Did you tell the people outside where we were? ”

Yin Saburo shook his head: "No, but I left marks along the road, and if you have the heart to look for it, you should be able to find it." Now we have to decide whether to stay here and wait for someone to save us, or to climb another passage to get out. “

Fu Cheng didn't have to think about it, and said that he would stay.

Nothing else spoke.

We really can't afford to leave Fu Cheng alone and wait for death, but if everyone stays, the hope of survival is too small, first of all, we can't be sure if Chang Kun and they can win the above melee, and secondly, we don't know how long they will fight, and again, even if Chang Kun and they win, there is no guarantee that they can find the mark left by Yin Sanlang and find it.

So after thinking about it, it is not appropriate, so I can only be silent.

In the end, Yin Saburo was in charge, go, everyone left, he took the lead, and among the others, Fu Cheng cushioned and climbed forward with a rope tied to his waist.

The meaning of these words is obvious, the passage is too narrow, only enough for one person to climb, in case Fu Cheng dies on the road, it will block the people behind, so let him cushion the back, in case he can't do it, cut the rope and others still have a way to live.

It seems to be the only life left in the dead land.

Yin Saburo asked Fu Cheng if he could do it.

Fu Cheng didn't care at all, and said: "Okay, what's not going to work, how do you do it, don't worry too much about me, I was a dead man a few years ago, it doesn't matter if I can earn it, and there is nothing unwilling if I can't earn it." ”

So everyone rested and prepared, the lamps and tools were on their bodies, and Lin Ya instructed everyone not to use fire at any time, because there may still be flammable materials left on my body and Su Xing.

Before leaving, I hugged him and woke up, and said to him, "You must get out alive, see the old lazy, and tell him that I love him." ”

Su Xing stared at me fiercely, fiercely: "You tell him yourself!" ”

After the murder, his expression suddenly softened again, and he asked, "Who is the old lazy?" ”

I pursed my lips and smiled, "Your brother-in-law." ”

He touched my head and asked, "Is it pretty?" ”

I nodded earnestly: "Good-looking, very handsome." ”

At this time, Yin Saburo floated over faintly: "Well, it's really good-looking, like a handsome Shar Pei, or crazy." ”

After a few words, the atmosphere was much more relaxed, and then, Yin Saburo arranged the order, he was the first, Zirui followed, and then me and Su Xing, Lin Ya was behind, and the last Fu Cheng was led with a rope. He asked us if we had any opinions, and we all bowed our heads and remained silent, and we couldn't say anything, couldn't bear to say it, and shouldn't say it, so in the end it was decided.

Yin Saburo was the first to get in.

We follow up in turn.