Become a battlefield medic in a survival game

Chapter 59 Snowpiercer Part 1
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[The title of this round of dungeons is: Snowpiercer.

Your task is: survive fifteen days in the instance.

Note: Do not leave the scope of the game without authorization, and offenders will bear the consequences at their own risk.

A total of 15 NPCs and players will play with you this time.

You can return to the real world after completing the task, and if you fail, you will be deprived of the right to survive. Please be careful and the game begins. 】

"Beep--"

The familiar sound of the whistle, dreaming back to the plane accident of survival crisis.

Yue Yingying sat up and hit her head with a "boom".

She covered her head and grinned her teeth, gasping for air, but suddenly smelled a foul smell, she quickly covered her nose with her arm, who would have thought that the smell came from herself!

vomit!
The resting place seems to be a little narrow. This seems to be an unusual bed. There is another layer above it, which is made of simple iron sheets tied with chains. It will shake slightly with people's movements, and it looks extremely unstable. .

The sound of the whistle continued, and several adults and children ran past in front of them one after another. They were dirty, their clothes couldn't see their original color, their hair was knotted into a mess, their beards were unshaven, and their expressions were panicked and numb.

The person on the upper bunk fell down, his sturdy body jumped on the ground, and the bed board was obviously raised a lot.

Seeing that this person's figure was somewhat familiar, that person also noticed the gaze on his side and turned his head.

Depend on!
Qiao Zhiwu!
Yue Yingying immediately tensed up vigilantly, and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but hit her head again with a "boom"!

"Ow!"

She couldn't help letting out a scream, which immediately caused Qiao Zhiwu to frown.

If it wasn't for someone behind him urging him to leave quickly, maybe he would have stepped forward to ask for clarification.

Taking a suspicious look, he walked towards the direction where the crowd gathered.

Yue Yingying also quickly adjusted her state, held back the pain and took a deep breath, got out of bed, and mixed in with the team wearing a pair of shoes with two holes.

The surrounding space is very small, and it is very crowded when hundreds of people gather together. The road is winding and winding, and there are simply rest places everywhere. There are iron chains like the one just now, and there are also barrels, containers, and cloth hammocks. There are people who are clothed and ready to join in.

Everyone has a few common characteristics, dirty, messy, and smelly.

Although walking is not wobbly, but occasionally you can hear the sound of "clang clang clang clang". Look at the chandelier and the wall above the head, combined with the title of this dungeon, there is no doubt that this is a carriage.

It is still driving, and it is very likely that people who have been remodeled from the truck compartment live in the compartment.

Yue Yingying stepped across the threshold and walked to a new carriage.

There is a strong sense of separation between here and the back, the color atmosphere is different, depressing and cold, especially after she glanced at the prominent Qiao Zhiwu in front, this feeling became stronger.

She stepped aside and let herself fall at the end of the line, huddled against the side wall, the vibration of the train made her tremble slightly.

Through the gap in height and body gap between people, Yue Yingying saw the door of the next carriage was opened, and several soldiers with guns came in, wearing clean and tidy blue uniforms, helmets and bulletproof vests.

The model of the gun is a bit like M4, but it is very different from M4.

"Hey!" One soldier took a sip, and said to the other who was guarding here, "Personnel inspection."

After the man nodded in response, he consciously walked to the side to watch.

The soldier raised his gun with one hand and pulled out what looked like a pocket watch with the other.

"Everyone listen to my instructions and line up in a row."

Yue Yingying was about to move, but saw that the team was already in a neat formation. It seemed that she was familiar with this operation.

"1."

"2."

"3."

Following the soldiers' counting command, the crowd squatted down row by row until the number was called twenty, which happened to be her turn.

Counting the number of people standing in each row, it is estimated that there are at least 200 people standing here.

After counting, the soldier said immediately, "Who here can play the violin?"

No one answered, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the small car pushing in behind.

The soldier who was on guard picked up the things on the small cart and smelled them, showing disgust.

He waved to the crowd: "Stand up, come here."

The soldier in charge of counting gave him a dissatisfied look, but the man ignored him and continued to say, "Food, line up and come one by one to get it."

Everyone around stood up actively, when Yue Yingying heard a man say hatefully: "Are they joking?"

It was a man with short hair that did not cover his forehead. He was about 20 years old. The earth-colored jacket on his body was stained with large black spots. He stood up with only one hand, looking young and energetic.

"Those bastards in the front car think we're slaves? Want to eat steak and listen to a good quartet?" he said as he stood in line.

A man a head taller in a knit hat behind him answered, "We'll change when we get there."

Soon it was the man in the jacket's turn to receive the food. After he said "I want to eat steak", he bent down and took a black thing out of the cart.

Yue Yingying was right behind the two of them, she stepped forward, and picked one out of a pile of rectangular black blocks uncertainly.

It feels a bit strange, greasy, neatly cut and stacked in the cart, and a little sticky.

"hurry up!"

The soldiers who distributed them reprimanded her, and Yue Yingying hurriedly grabbed the food and walked back.

An old couple passed by her. The two should be intellectuals. Although the coats they were wearing were dirty but very textured, the smell from them was also different from the inferior clothes they were wearing.

The old man has a strong body, a short mottled white beard, and black-rimmed glasses. He raised his hand timidly to greet the soldiers who counted the number of soldiers: "Excuse me, sir, good evening."

The soldier turned around.

"My wife and I used to play the violin in a symphony orchestra." He smiled and was very proud when he mentioned his previous career, "I am the principal performer."

The soldier only asked: "Can you still play now?"

The old man suppressed his smile and replied seriously: "Of course! How could you forget?"

"Let me see your hands."

The couple looked at each other suspiciously, and at the same time stretched out their backs.

The soldier looked at the old man's palm and said, "Come with me and put down what's in your hand. We need your hand."

The old man immediately looked at his wife beside him, hugged her, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't there two?"

The soldier said of course: "Yes, I want your two hands."

The old man sincerely asked: "But my love Dorothy, she plays very well, even better than me!"

The soldier changed his face and warned him impatiently: "Only one person is needed in the front compartment."

"Then I won't go!" The old man hugged his wife tightly and led her away without the slightest hesitation.

"Dorothy, Dorothy!"

Until someone anxiously called the woman's name from behind.

The two turned their heads and saw the soldier approaching with a gloomy face, hitting the woman's face with the barrel of a gun, throwing her to the ground, and then trampling on her hands with his feet.

"No! You can't do this!" The old man rushed to grab the soldier's feet, and the woman's screams could be heard throughout the carriage.

The guarded soldiers shouted in front: "Everyone! Sit down! No one is allowed to move! Sit down!"

Yue Yingying was hesitating whether to have a taste, when she heard this order, the people around her quickly pushed her to squat against the wall.

"Sit down! Edgar!"

What happened in the front is unclear, but the man in the jacket behind is being reprimanded by his companion in the knitted hat not to be impulsive.

Edgar was dissatisfied: "How could they do this?" He looked at the soldiers in front angrily, as if he could rush forward to fight at any time.

The knitted hat's tone became more severe, ordering him word by word: "Sit down!"

"Sit down and don't move!"

When the order came again, Edgar glared at the soldier and squatted down unwillingly.

He sat down and cursed restlessly, "The bastards!"

The knitted hat shook his head and said, "It's not the time yet."

Edgar immediately asked: "Then when is the time?" There was obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

The knitted hat didn't care about it, just said: "It's coming soon."

What kind of dumb fans are the two playing?Is it a clue?

Yue Yingying paid attention to everything around her, and saw that after everyone sat down, only the old man was left in the old couple she had seen before.

He was dragged by the collar by the soldiers and walked towards the front compartment, and he still looked at the back reluctantly: "I will come back, Dorothy! Don't worry, take care of yourself!"

As the old man walked, he passed through an automatically raised and lowered iron gate, and turned around to promise: "I will be back! Wait for me!"

The doors were closed and the crowd was able to stand.

It was only then that Yue Yingying saw the woman being lifted up, her nasal bone was broken, bloodstains were condensed on her face, and her hands changed shape, waving stiffly in the air.

Anger rises from the heart, and emotions are ignited.

Are they even human?The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled can all be dealt with!
The guarded soldiers continued to issue orders: "After receiving the food, line up and go back to the carriage!"

The team changed again, and many people even dismissed it, with numbness filling everyone's expression.

Yue Yingying clenched her fist, subconsciously wanting to throw the dark thing into the space, only then did she realize that she hadn't got the space bracelet yet.

The anger subsided a lot in an instant.

Now is not the time to be impulsive, and this dungeon has a deadline of days, so she has to run it well.

People returned to the carriage one after another, Yue Yingying looked at the direction they were going, and realized that there must be a few sections behind.

She didn't return to her seat and chose to continue to follow the flow of people.

A total of ten carriages passed by.

The people in this carriage come from all corners of the country, all kinds of races, and they speak different words. Fortunately, because of the identity of the player, Yue Yingying can understand her, and her dressing style includes woolen coats, thick jackets, black There are fur waistcoats and kimonos, and even a dozen people will wear Japanese-style hats on their heads.

With the help of a mirror on the road, Yue Yingying also saw herself clearly.

The same height, the same voice, and the same figure, but the old stains on this face are welded to the skin like birthmarks, and there is no appearance at all.

(End of this chapter)