Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The rough and strong fingers, with a "Zi Liu", were dunked into the depths of the eye sockets, and he could feel the rotten flesh and blood wrapped around his fingers in the big eye sockets.

Pulling his hand, the one-eyed dragon in front of him tilted his body, and under the acceleration of Zhao Ke's palm, his head hit the raised corner of the train heavily.

"Bang!" It was like half a watermelon I bought fell to the ground.

The red and white liquid flowed out from Zhao Ke's fingers.

And at this time, the radio station that had been silent, actually re-sounded again, but this time, a woman's voice came from the radio station: "Is there anyone? Can you hear me!"

Chapter 859 Ghost Train (3)

"Is there anyone, can you hear me!"

The voice on the radio continued.

Hearing the voice, it was a woman's voice, but Zhao Ke sounded familiar.

It seems that there was a burst of singing among the postman's fighting sound before.

"It's the postman!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke didn't immediately answer the radio, but opened the car door.

"Whoosh..."

When the car door was opened, the cold wind blew into the collar along the neck. The chilly feeling made Zhao Ke shrank his neck involuntarily, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The train ahead was still moving at high speed.

It's just that Zhao Ke looked outside, but it was a boundless darkness.

Looking down, Zhao Ke found that there was no track under the wheels.

No!It should be said that there was nothing, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke tried to throw down the two corpses behind.

Throw down the one-eyed dragon first.

The one-eyed dragon's corpse was thrown down by Zhao Ke. The corpse seemed to fall into an abyss. It didn't touch the ground at all, but fell straight down, and disappeared from Zhao Ke's sight in a blink of an eye.

"empty!"

Zhao Ke's face turned cold. This train is completely traveling in mid-air. No wonder he can't hear the rumble of the wheels crushing the rails.

He casually threw the other corpse down.

Because the driver's head was pressed into the boiler just now, and now his head was set on fire.

After throwing it down, it was like throwing a ball of fire in the abyss.

It's just a faint flame, not enough to illuminate the abyss below.

It is more like a poor firefly, gradually disappearing into the huge dead black hole during the fall.

"Damn!"

Right now, jumping off the car and escaping for one's life is bound to be a dead end. I'm afraid I'm going to die so I don't even want to leave my bones behind.

"Hey! Is there anyone!"

At this time, another call came from the radio.

It's just that the voice this time has been replaced by a man's voice. The voice is very unfamiliar, but it can be heard that there is a sense of anxiety in the voice.

This time Zhao Ke reached out to take over the radio, and when he was about to speak, Zhao Ke thought for a while, stretched out his finger, pressed his throat and responded, "Who!"

Hoarse voice, simple and direct, without any emotion.It doesn't seem to be because of the joy and excitement of hearing the voice of a living person.

Immediately, the other side of the radio station became silent for an instant. After a brief silence, Zhao Ke heard a sound coming from the radio station, as if there was more than one person on the other side.

"Is there... anyone? Who are you? Where are you!"

Zhao Ke didn't respond in time, when he heard a "boom", obviously someone snatched the radio station.

"Fuck you, you bitch, you want to hit me again, don't you!"

"Shut up, or I'll throw you off the train!"

The voice of the woman before stopped the farce on the other end of the radio station.

Zhao Ke could tell that these people were probably the group of postmen who disappeared before.

Just listening to their tone, it seems that they are also on the train.

"Is there a train with two radio stations?"

Zhao Ke pondered in his heart, and the answer was obviously impossible.

According to what Ichiro Yamakage said before, such a radio station is an extremely precious prototype, an important material purchased from Germany.

For such a thing, Shan Jingichiro had to personally escort it, and at the same time, he deliberately hid the radio station in the locomotive.

Obviously, it is also the most dangerous preparation.

Once the situation is not right, discard the rear compartment at any time, even if you are only carrying a locomotive tightly, you will not hesitate to abandon the soldiers behind and retreat, and send the radio station safely.

Just ask, if there are two such important radio stations, how could Ichiro Yamakei hide the radio station here.

Just when Zhao Ke was confused.

The woman's voice came again from the radio.

It's not like the man just now, who babbled a bunch of useless nonsense, but spoke slowly, trying to make every word of himself clear.

"We were trapped on a train many years ago. I don't know who you are. Can you tell me about your situation, if you are alive!"

It's a very short sentence, but basically a lot of information has been suppressed in this sentence.

This made Zhao Ke silently praise this woman.

Don't underestimate this.

You know, even in reality, many people's brains will be overly stimulated after encountering things.

Even many people, even if it is a call to the police, may not be able to speak accurately.

Zhao Ke once read a report that a woman's house was on fire. After calling the police, her mind was confused and she talked for three to four minutes.