Wild Journey

19: 39.

"G, check heat, 36-38."

"Merge with the terrain to detect the best escape route."

The young man pressed his glasses, gave instructions in a low voice, stopped at the corner, and made a pause gesture to his companions behind him.

Approaching footsteps came from the fork in the road ahead. The rebel army came outflanking, but they couldn't tell the exact location. The pursuers followed closely behind, and the people at the end kept pushing forward. The voice urged the young man: "Hurry up, you're about to be caught up!"

The young man frowned and shouted, "Stand back!"

As soon as the words fell, a bullet flew from the side, and half of the person who leaned out of the intersection was hit in the mouth. His body was staggered for half a step by the huge momentum, and he fell straight to the ground.

The people retreated in an uproar, all of them were terrified.

Someone asked tremblingly, "Can we still go out?"

Someone cast a questioning look at the young man, and asked anxiously, "Do you know the way?"

The young man said displeasedly: "I told you not to move."

The trust that is temporarily united in a crisis is usually not stable, and doubts in a few words have shaken the determination of many people:

"If I knew I wouldn't come out, I might as well wait for the alliance to save me..."

"If this is caught back, what... what can I do!"

The lines between the young man's eyebrows were deeper, but he ignored them. The gunshots in front of him disappeared briefly. He chose a path and walked in without saying a word. After arguing, they looked at each other awkwardly, and followed.

The underground passage was long and complicated, and the rebels were chasing after them. The sound of their footsteps followed closely like a death knell. Everyone followed the young man and ran around, their hearts beating wildly, and their adrenaline soared in panic.Finally, the low ceiling gradually opened up, and the walls on both sides showed a dilapidated state that had not been taken care of for a long time. The journey came to an end, and at the end within sight, was a tightly closed heavy iron gate.

"We don't have tools, so it's impossible to open it!"

"What to do! How to go here!? I'll catch up soon!"

"Calm down." The young man wearing thick glasses said, "This is not an electronic lock, it's just an ordinary door lock, which can be opened with a wire."

The young man pulled out the wire, stuck it into the lock cylinder, turned it left and right twice, and said with a tusk: "No, this one is too thin."

The young man suggested: "How about folding it?"

Young man: "That's too short."

The two looked at each other, and the young man pointed to the young man's frame. The young man took off his glasses knowingly, opened the frame, and took out the iron wire inside. The young man twisted the two wires together and inserted them into the lock cylinder again.

At this moment, gunshots suddenly sounded from the end of the line!

Before the young man had time to put on his glasses, he was pushed by the young man. Just as the wind blew past his ears, there was a soft ding on the iron door, leaving a bullet hole.

The young man was in shock, and then, screams sounded from behind!

"Help! Help—!"

The young woman who fell at the end was picked up by the neck, and the rebel soldiers who caught up were fierce, grabbed her with one hand, and held a submachine gun in the other, and hurriedly greeted back: "Here! They are all here!"

"Don't kill yet! Keep alive! Catch them all!"

More and more rebels came, the gunshots of the demonstration kept going, the aisle was in chaos, the dry door hinges made a toothache creaking sound, the young man pushed open the door hard, and there was a dark night outside. In the underground passage, the technicians saw hope, and they couldn't care less about anything, so they ran away immediately!

The girl's physique is not good, and she can't run fast. More and more people overtook her and filed in through the gate. Some people failed to overtake her and were ruthlessly detained. The footsteps of the pursuers were getting closer and closer. The door is so close, I feel extremely anxious, when I finally want to run out, my body is light!

The thick arm stopped her, she exclaimed unpreparedly, her heart felt cold, but the strength to stop her suddenly loosened.

The soldier staggered half a step and fell down.

The girl managed to break free and fell to the ground. The young man closed the transmitter of the watch, helped her up and pushed her towards the door: "Go!"

The girl turned her head and saw the young man squatting down and took out a pistol from the soldier. She was surprised and said, "Aren't you going?! Go!"

"I'm in the rear." The young man raised his hand to shoot, two gunshots followed by screams, and two more technical soldiers were rescued and ran towards this side.

Girl: "Queen? Can the Queen still leave?!"

The young man frowned, as if he thought the girl was long-winded, but then changed his mind. He took off one earring and handed it to the girl: "In case I fail to escape, remember to find someone to save me."

The girl had never seen such a scene before, her eyes turned red immediately, and she looked at the young man in a daze, and the young man urged: "Didn't you hear them say not to kill people first? We are the handle, and we won't be killed so soon. Alliance Maybe there is no way there, there are terrains in the earrings, you bring them here, go quickly."

Saying that, the young man pushed the girl out of the door.

The next second, the young man was held down by the soldiers rushing up, and he slammed into the door with his strength, only to hear a loud click, and the door lock was re-hung.

The technical soldiers who failed to escape were all restrained, and the young man was also kicked down by the door. The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead. He calmly put the pistol behind his waist, and slowly raised his hands .

"Be honest! Don't move! Or you will shoot!"

"You still know how to escape, are you courting death?!"

Violent shouts echoed in the empty passage, and after a while, the soldiers made way for a man walking from behind.

The scolding stopped, and the soldiers said in unison: "Hello, sir."

The man was wearing the military uniform of the rebel army without a mask. He had a smile on his face, but the smile was not gentle, but instead revealed a kind of cruelty with ease, which made people shudder.

The soldier who pried open the door said: "Report sir, the door lock cannot be opened, five prisoners have escaped, and someone has been sent to get the explosives—"

"No need." The man cut off the soldier's words. He turned his face to look at the captured technical soldiers, patrolled around condescendingly, and asked slowly, "Who blasted the arsenal?"

Crying, no one answered.

The man walked up to a technical soldier, squatted down, raised the right hand of the technical soldier, looked at it as if watching it, and asked casually, "Do you guys who study mechanics cherish your right hand the most?"

As he spoke, he drew out a small knife.

The technical soldier's eyes were full of fear, and he wanted to struggle subconsciously, but was firmly held down by the soldier. The man smiled like a spring breeze, and pressed the blade against the root of the technical soldier's index finger, and with a little force, a bloodstain was cut out.

Man: "If you don't tell me, don't blame me."

"I said! I said!" The technical soldier gave in immediately, and he looked at the young man, "It was him! He told us to run away from the arsenal he blew up. , don't cut my finger, it's him, you go to him, don't touch me..."

The man glanced at the young man: "Get him up."

The soldier over there picked up the young man, and the man approached, looked at the young man from head to toe, and pointed to his single lens: "You used this to complete the blast?"

The young man looked at him fearlessly without speaking.

The man said seriously: "It's really amazing."

After he finished speaking, the hand that was pointing at the lens cruised downwards, landed on the young man's face, and patted it ambiguously. The young man turned his head to avoid it in disgust, but his chin was roughly pinched, and he turned back.

"You're pretty too." The man clamped the young man's face with one hand, looked at it for a moment, and pretended to regret, "It's a pity, there is a price to pay for disobedience, half an hour is up, this time it's you."

The man took out his gun, and at the same time, the young man lightly tapped the watch strap on his wrist, and a thumb-sized cylindrical device suddenly appeared between his fingers. It was too late and then too fast, and they raised their hands together——

Lightning flashed!

A dazzling light flashed in the dark passage, and the sound of electric current pierced, and the man fell to the ground. The young man took the opportunity to strangle his neck with his backhand, pulled out the gun he had just seized, pointed it at his forehead, and said loudly: "Don't move! Or I'll kill him!"

The soldiers froze in place, not daring to move rashly.

Panting heavily, the young man held the fainted man hostage, retreated to the door, and ordered the soldiers next to him, "Open the door."

Soldier: "Without a key, it cannot be opened."

The young man said to the nearest technical soldier, "Come here."

The soldier holding the technical soldier let go decisively, and the technical soldier quickly approached the young man, who said again, "Give him a gun."

The soldier handed over the gun, and the technician took it tremblingly.

"Look at him, I'll open the lock." The young man pushed the man into the arms of the technical soldier, while he aimed a gun at the man's temple with one hand for double safety, and held the wire with the other hand, and began to pick the lock.

The young man's attention was not concentrated, but even so, his speed of picking the lock was not disturbed at all. The door lock was opened in the same way. Hearing the sound, the technician was relieved, and the young man pushed the door open. At this moment, the technical soldier let out a scream, and at the same time, a dull pain came from the young man's wrist!

The young man cut off the gun immediately, but his wrist was twisted, and the bullet was deflected. The man held his wrist, took advantage of the situation and moved back, subdued him two or three times, strangled the throat, and hugged him tightly into his arms.

"Ah-! It hurts--"

The technical soldier on the side had his arm broken abruptly, and the pistol fell to the distance. He knelt on the ground and couldn't help screaming.

The man said impatiently: "Give him a shot and make him shut up."

The soldier pulled the trigger, and the screaming stopped suddenly.

"You..." The young man's breath was stagnant, he seemed to want to say something, but before he could say it, the man hit him hard on the back of the head with an elbow.The young man's eyes darkened and he passed out.

The soldier handed the pistol respectfully to the man.

"Don't kill him yet." The man smiled meaningfully, and threw the young man to the soldier. "It's too cheap to kill him like this. I can't get the electric shock for nothing. I'll keep it for fun. I'll go upstairs." Go online to see the situation, lock him up alone, and pay special attention to him."

20: 24.

With a loud bang, the top of the subway collapsed suddenly, and dust, gravel and rocks fell on their faces, burying the technical soldiers who escaped from the sky.

The mercenaries jumped down in twos and threes. Mu Han and Yu Qing walked together and said casually, "What's the name of that talkative technical soldier in your regiment? Lu Beichuan? You talk a lot, and you can bear it." .”

Yu Qing retorted and said, "Mu Han, you should be sour. It's better for a technical soldier to be talkative than no technical soldier."

Although Yu Qing hit the crux of the problem, the good-looking Mu Han would never admit it, he retorted: "I'm not sour, my name is Ning Que Wu Lan."

Gu Xiao in front stopped and made a stop gesture.

Mu Han: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xiao bowed, pushed away the floating dirt on the bricks, and pulled out a gray arm that was still attached to his body.

Mu Han felt strange: "Murder and bury the body?"

Gu Xiao proficiently felt the pulse of that arm, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's a living person."

The technical soldiers were hit straight on, but fortunately the ground was not too thick. Although their heads were bleeding and they fainted a lot, there were no casualties.The car was on the surface, most of the technicians were carried out in a coma, one or two woke up slowly, seeing the rescue as if seeing a lifelong relative, weeping with joy, complaining that they came too late, and thanking them for finally coming But none of them mentioned what happened just now.

After counting the number of people, Mu Han wondered, "That's not right."

Yu Qing: "Let's bring everyone up first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

20: 35.

The conversation in the ears was suddenly distant and near, the girl's eardrums were ringing, she couldn't help feeling dizzy, she was pressed down by the heavy stone slab and couldn't move, she murmured in pain, but the weight on her body suddenly lightened.

A strong and strong arm wrapped around the girl's waist, and lifted her from the mound of dirt. Her voice full of laughter was very gentle, and it sounded very charming: "It's okay, little girl, rescue is here."

Mu Han was dressed in a dark black military uniform, with a wild and handsome side face with sharp edges and corners. The girl looked at him blankly, and then she was carried on her shoulder. After gesturing, Gu Xiao knowingly threw the ladder over.

"Wait! Cough cough cough—"

The girl finally recovered from the stunned state, coughed up a few mouthfuls of dust, and hurriedly said, "Don't leave yet!"

Mu Han firmly caught the ladder, put her on it, and said, "Why don't you go? Are you still here addicted?"

The girl anxiously said: "Someone hasn't escaped yet!"

Mu Han: "Save, everyone will be saved, send you up, and we will go in to save people, you go up the ladder first, hey, don't jump down."

The girl broke free from the ladder, refusing to go up: "It's too late! They are in too dangerous a situation, and we need to rescue them now. The terrain inside is complicated, and you don't know the way. I'll take you there."

Mu Han reasoned to her in a dawdly manner: "You can't go, little ancestor, you are a technical soldier, and you need to be protected."

The girl insisted, "I'm fine! I'm going to save someone, and you guys can't read topographic maps..."

The girl put the earring on her palm, tapped it lightly, and a palm-sized projection appeared immediately above the earring, which was the terrain of the entire rebel building. position, and one side is at the rear not far from the dungeon.

Girl: "The place shown by the earrings is not the dungeon we stayed in before, it should be his location. He is likely to be detained separately. You have to take me there, otherwise it will be difficult for you to find."

Mu Han raised his eyebrows: "It's very dangerous, aren't you afraid of death?"

Girl: "Don't be afraid, I promised to save him."

Mu Han looked at the girl with great interest, and after a while, he compromised: "All right, I'll take you there, I'll protect you."