Su Mengfan tore a part of the wound, and then began to pick it up.

The moment the knife entered the flesh and blood, Su Mengfan's pain suddenly increased several times.

If it is said that the knife slashing on the wound before is already a heart-rending pain; The scene where the wound is now being gouged around with an unbent knife is hell.

At this moment, Su Mengfan was concentrated by the pain from the wound, and now his mind was full of pain, and he had no heart to think about anything else.

I felt that the knife had hit a hard object, so I guess it was a bullet.

In the end, it was forcibly stripped away, and some flesh and blood were carried out.

Su Mengfan put the knife in his hand, let out a deep breath, and then continued to reach for the second bullet.

The second bullet was ripped out as concocted.

Su Mengfan laughed when he saw the bullet on the ground, and finally laughed too much and pulled the wound.

Only then did I realize that it wasn't over yet.

In order to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed, it is necessary to perform the final step.

This kind of thing has never been done in previous or current lives, and only those tough guys in the movie have seen this kind of thing.

But that's just a movie after all, and at least there's security. And now, not only is there no security for me, but no one will show up to help me afterwards.

Su Mengfan looked ahead and took a deep breath.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he wanted to vomit out all the resentment and unwillingness he had suffered from the beginning of his arrival in this world.

After a simple deep breath is over.

began to carry out the next operation, in order to ensure that the wound did not become inflamed, Su Mengfan rushed the Kalashnikov on the ground. The magazine of the sharp gun was removed.

Take out a few 7.62mm caliber bullets. Then the bullet was disassembled, and the gunpowder inside was poured over the wound.

Although I didn't know these cold knowledge in my previous life, the moment I came to this world and crossed into this body, I showed myself in a cold laboratory in my mind.

Many of the people in hazmat suits were studying what was going on with them, and all sorts of strange instruments were attached to them.

Then from time to time, people will be arranged to hand in some knowledge that is not easy to learn in their previous lives - shooting, fighting, as well as learning to understand the mutant illustrated book and the distribution of power in the subway.

In previous lives, this was all cold knowledge, but here it is all common sense.

Without these things, it would be impossible to survive in this cruel mutant world.

To a certain extent, this knowledge is far more important than the meaning of the thousands of books in the library.

After pouring the gunpowder, Su Mengfan turned on the bullet lighter and ignited the gunpowder.

The moment the gunpowder ignited, Su Mengfan felt a heart-rending pain, the strip of cloth in his mouth had long been useless, his teeth had already bumped together, and the corners of his mouth began to slowly overflow with blood.

The ignited gunpowder quickly burned, and some of the skin next to the wound was already burned, giving off a slight smell of roasted meat.

Su Mengfan endured the pain and wrapped the burnt wound with gauze.

In the end, when I was done, I couldn't exert any strength and leaned against the wall.

After resting for a while, I regained some stamina.

He put his things away, and then stood up tremblingly against the wall.

After all, this is a subway passage, not the inside of a subway station, so you can't be in such a dangerous environment for a long time.

And it's not certain if the demons at {Smolens} will catch up.

Su Mengfan walked to the side of the corpses of those soldiers, and found that the corpses were black, and they had long been unable to see their faces.

Scavenged a few things that still worked: some coins, a few bullets that could barely be used in a few magazines.

Tuck it into his backpack and walk forward against the wall.

Fortunately, the road was relatively safe, and all creatures were swept away by the {dark star} that suddenly appeared earlier.

Along the way, Su Mengfan didn't encounter any dangerous mutants, and at the same time, he didn't encounter any living people.

I don't know how long I walked, Su Mengfan saw a subway station in front of me.

Hope was instantly ignited, and with the subway station, you can find a place to rest and eat delicious food for a few coins and bullets.

I couldn't help licking my dry mouth and swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

When he arrived at the subway station, Su Mengfan bought a tent from a businessman.

Now Su Mengfan doesn't care so much anymore, and the long-term pain has made Su Mengfan's mental strength reach an extreme, and he no longer has much physical strength to support himself.

I ate something casually at the restaurant next to it, dealt with it briefly, and then went to the tent.

I'm so tired, so tired that I don't want to move anymore.

Su Mengfan didn't have the strength to take off his clothes, so he went straight down.

…………

Suddenly, gunshots burst through the joyous and noisy air of the crowd, followed by a shrill female scream and the sound of machine guns.

The chubby hotel owner pulled out a small pistol from under the counter and ran to the tent door.

Su Mengfan, who was awakened, jumped up, put his backpack on his shoulder, and pulled the pistol safe.

As he walked out, he regretted that he had paid for the shop in advance—he could have taken advantage of the chaos to slip away, and the eighteen coins he had spent here would be very useful in the near future.

Standing at the top of the stairs, he saw something terrible happening below.

And to get to the place of the incident, he had to squeeze through the crowd of people who had lost their minds from fear and were frantically pouring up the stairs.

Su Mengfan asked if he really wanted to make his way through the chaotic crowd and go downstairs to have a look, but curiosity still overcame him.

The bodies of several men in leather jackets lay in the aisle, and on the platform was a dead woman lying face down in a pool of blood.

She fell at Su Mengfan's feet, and Su Mengfan quickly stepped over her, trying not to look down, but his feet slipped and he almost fell.

The whole place was shrouded in fear, and people half-naked fled from their tents, screaming hysterically and running in all directions.

There was a man left behind, he was lifting his pants, his feet were still not sticking out of his trouser legs, and suddenly he tripped over himself and fell to the side on his belly.

Su Mengfan couldn't tell where the bullet was coming from, the shooting continued, and a strong crowd in leather clothes was running from the other end of the hall, squeezing the screaming women and terrified vendors aside.

They weren't the targets of the attack - they were the bandits who controlled this side of the Gathering, and it was impossible to see who was responsible for the massacre when looking around the platform.

Su Mengfan understood why he didn't see anyone who was firing - those attackers were hiding in the tunnel and firing, they obviously didn't want to show up in the open area.

This made things a little unusual, and there was no time to think about it: when these attackers thought that there was no longer any resistance, they would come to the platform, and Su Mengfan had to leave immediately.

He clutched his gun tightly and ran forward, bullets whizzing over his shoulder.

The thunderous gunfire echoes as it passes through the archway, so it's hard to tell if the gunfire is coming from the tunnel on the right or the tunnel on the left.

Later, he finally spotted the figure hidden in the tunnel opening on the left.

Su Mengfan didn't see their faces, he only saw a black blob, and felt the chill inside.

The attackers wore only one type of mask, which was a balaclava helmet that could be purchased at any arms market.

If you buy an AK-47, you'll even get one for free as a bonus.

Reinforcements from the subway station also arrived at this time, and they lay on the ground, covering themselves behind the corpses and firing back.

They smashed the splints mounted on the windows of the carriage and also broke through the hidden machine-gun emplacements. Fierce gunfights roared with artillery fire.

Su Mengfan struggled to look up at the plastic plate in the middle of the hall that marked the name of the station.

The attackers are attacking from the direction from {Smolens}, so the road to {Smolens} is cut off.

To get to {Kiev station}, he had to cross the station where the fire was in place.

The only way to do this is to go to Smowgli Station first.

Su Mengfan jumped onto the road and walked towards the blackened tunnel mouth where he could enter.

He wasn't the only one running towards the tunnel, almost half of the people who fled were running towards it, and there was a cry of fear - a hysterical cry from one man.

The lights of the flashlights flickered everywhere, and even some torches were shaking, and everyone was lighting their way to escape.

Su Mengfan took out the flashlight from his pocket, he held the handle of the flashlight, used the faint light of this flashlight to illuminate the road under his feet, rushed forward, and tried not to fall.

He caught up with a number of people who were fleeing for their lives—some families, some alone women, old people, or young and healthy people, who were dragging packages that might not have belonged to them.

He stopped a few times to help some of the people who had fallen, and stayed with one of them for a while.

There was an old man sitting against the ribbed wall of the tunnel, his hair gray, his expression pained, his hands pressed to his heart.

Next to him stood a boy with a dull and dull expression.

Judging by his beastly expression and cloudy eyes, this was no ordinary child.

Seeing this strange pair, Su Mengfan felt that his soul was touched, and although he didn't want to get into any trouble, he stopped.

The old man noticed that he and the child had attracted the attention of others, and he tried to smile at Su Mengfan and say something, but he didn't have the strength to do it.

He frowned, closed his eyes, and gathered strength.

Su Mengfan bent down to hear what the old man had to say, but the boy suddenly let out a threatening roar, and Su Mengfan saw that his mouth was spitting, revealing small yellow teeth.

Su Mengfan didn't want to be attacked, he stepped aside, and the boy also retreated, sitting awkwardly on the track, and continued to roar from his throat.

"Young man," struggled the old man, "don't ...... He...... He is Vanechka...... He...... I don't understand ......."

Su Mengfan just shrugged.