The silence in the darkness crossed everyone's heart, no one around Zhang Xiaoqiang made a sound, only the panting sounds of different thickness echoed in his ears, after walking for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped, while all the people around him looked at him together. The pile of minced meat ahead was sluggish.
This is another internal fortification, guarding a narrow passage connected to the main road. At the exit of this narrow passage, dozens of corpses were all smashed into minced meat, and the minced meat was mixed with clothes and gun remains. , and piles of gravel and cement slag, around the minced meat, a black pool of blood has completely submerged the place, a river of blood winds from the edge of the pool of blood, flowing towards the soles of Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet, making him involuntarily Step back.
The dark tunnel, the smell of blood, and the piles of flesh and blood left many people couldn't help but vomit out. For a while, more stench mixed with the smell of blood made Zhang Xiaoqiang frown.
"Click"
With a soft sound, the surrounding area was instantly brightened, and the darkness covering the surrounding area was completely dispelled. The light source came from a gas lamp in the shape of a horse lamp. This gas lamp was not very big, but the light source released was extremely bright. The rice was illuminated like daylight, and more than two hundred people were indistinct under the light, so that the people behind could clearly see the old pile of flesh and blood piled up in front, and immediately joined the ranks of vomiting.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the pile of flesh and blood stagnant in the pool of blood, and then turned his head to look at the two hundred armed men following him. These men followed him in a daze, and he also led them into this strange underground Great Wall in a daze. Everything is so weird.
Going around the pile of blood and mud, find a pile of oilcloth piled up in a corner by the side of the fortification, pull up the oilcloth and cover it towards the pile of flesh and blood, a few soldiers come to catch the edge of the oilcloth to help, wait for them to form a small Covered by Qiu's pile of flesh and blood, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, and stepped towards the piled tarpaulin first.
Two hundred people walked through the tarpaulin one by one, and Zhang Xiaoqiang watched from the other end. These people followed him through life and death. He thought it was necessary to ensure the safety of these people. It was not a great internationalist idea, but just a habit of his. It is his habit that continuously deepens his weight in the hearts of these people and gradually recognizes him.
The weight of two hundred people completely flattened the oilcloth, and scarlet blood seeped out from under the oilcloth, spreading a foot deep. The feet of the people behind were basically soaked in blood, and many people's shoes were filled with blood. It made a creaking sound, and the solid oilcloth was deeply sunken in the muddy meat, making everyone who walked on it shudder.
After everyone passed by, Zhang Xiaoqiang came back to the front again, this time he was not alone in the front, more than 50 elite soldiers surrounded him, these elite soldiers seemed to have regained their confidence, arranged the vanguard and covering firepower, Search and move forward in the tunnels according to their previous combat methods.
"Sir, there are more than a dozen living people ahead, do we need to launch an attack? Only ten bullets are needed to solve the problem"
The vanguard of the front investigation came to Zhang Xiaoqiang silently, and reported to him in a low voice, while the others squatted on the ground, holding their rifles for a short rest. Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and rejected the soldier's proposal, and said in a low voice:
"We came here for another purpose. From now on, unless we have to, we must not shoot at will, even if we shoot, we must not kill or injure the other party"
The soldiers didn't understand Zhang Xiaoqiang's order very well, but it didn't affect them to carry out Zhang Xiaoqiang's order. After a short while, there was the roar of an explosion, and the flames shone in the tunnel. Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned, why did he still fire the grenade?
Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward quickly, and the people behind him also accelerated. After Zhang Xiaoqiang got there, he saw that the situation was under control. More than a dozen military soldiers knelt on the ground with their heads in their arms, and shot at the gunpoints of the elite soldiers. Now, they are still honest. At the corner in front of their fortifications, the fragments of the grenade explosion have chiseled a lot of cement residue from the corner of the wall. An elite soldier was sitting on the ground, his neck was torn by shrapnel, blood gushed In the process, his body trembled and twitched, and he was about to die.
The two battlefield medical soldiers wanted to stop the bleeding, but they couldn't stop it. The other soldiers gritted their teeth in resentment. One by one, the muzzles of the guns were firmly held against the back of the captured soldier's head. If one was not good, he would wipe the gun Fire escape.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out a packet from the hemostatic powder hidden on his waist, and sprinkled it on the soldier's neck. The powder had a high degree of coagulation, and the wound that could not be blocked by gauze formed a black spot under the action of the powder. The blood scar, within a minute, the soldier's blood was stopped, although his cheeks were still pale, his breathing calmed down.
There was no death, and the atmosphere at the scene relaxed. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked up to the panicked captives and took a look.?They all seemed to be cooperating, so they said to them:
"Two choices, be thrown here with your feet tied, or follow us"
After Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he stared at these apprehensive captives. After he saw these people clearly, he suddenly didn't want them to follow. Just now there was only an explosion here, but no gunshots, which proved that these people's desire to resist was not strong, and These people are not the elite soldiers he imagined. These people are male and female, and they are not very old. The oldest is less than twenty, and the youngest is only thirteen or fourteen years old. Revealed palpitations.
The equipment seized by the elite soldiers of the New Era piled up in a pile at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. More than a dozen people only owned two Type 81 rifles, seven or eight steel pipes with bayonets welded on them, a few grenades, a 122mm shell and wires. After activating the device, seeing these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not associate them with the elite soldiers anyway.
"Is there anything to eat"
No one chose any of Zhang Xiaoqiang's suggestions, but the youngest child asked aloud, and was stared down by the other children.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at the child who made the noise, stretched out his rifle and picked off his military cap with the barrel, revealing his braided head. It was a girl with ordinary looks, but her eyes were as black as ink.
"You stay here, don't run around, there will be food, wait for me to help you find"
Zhang Xiaoqiang gave up on taking this group of children on the road. What effect can a group of children who are all thinking about eating play, let alone they are looking for Gus, God knows how many people will die.
No one refuted Zhang Xiaoqiang's decision. The soldiers standing behind him stepped forward and confiscated the children's equipment. Zhang Xiaoqiang took out a few pieces of chocolate from his backpack and threw them in front of the children. He pulled out the biggest one and threw it into the team. keep going.
As they moved forward, corpses were constantly being discovered, and so were the survivors. The survivors included soldiers, officers, and children who were about the same size as before. The dead also had children. It's just that Zhuo Mingyue has not been found so far, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang really anxious.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's team is also getting bigger and bigger. Some soldiers who were scattered saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's team and thought it was one of their own. They were confiscated and only allowed to carry their own guns, which made them feel at a loss.
The 200-man troop had doubled in size, and nearly 400 men marched silently in the lonely tunnel. From time to time, some people stood up from various corners to join the team. At this time, the whole team fell into a strange mood. Not being disarmed, even some New Era soldiers offered to distribute some of the ammunition they collected to the Missile Soldiers.
The corpses and pieces of meat that fell along the road made each of them fall into a strange state of madness, as if they had all become warriors who challenged the devil, chasing the path of the devil's murder, looking for a chance to finally fight the devil.
There is no new era here, no missile soldiers, everyone marches in the team silently, no one is even afraid, at least no one thinks that they also have the opportunity to become part of the minced meat on the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't give much guidance to the team behind, especially this miscellaneous army with a mixed army of enemies and friends. Misfire did not happen in the team, at least, before Gus was found out, these things would not happen. The chaos caused by Gus spread from the New Era to the Underground Great Wall, like a plague of despair, and even made the soldiers of the two camps let go of their estrangement and hatred. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com