Zhao Yingjun is such a talkative person, always willing to joke. This is a super strong psychological quality. Although I also want to relax, I can't do it anyway. The previous experience was very dangerous, and I was injured.
Even though I was still in such an environment, I felt that every cell in my body was restless, and my nerves were always in a tense state. This state was even more obvious when Zhao Yingjun treated my wound. The burn was not serious, but the area was
It's not big, but I always feel like my leg is going to be useless.
"Relax, relax." Zhao Yingjun had to comfort me because my limbs felt stiff.
In fact, I don’t feel nervous because of this injury or running away. The reason for being nervous is that I realize that I will spend the rest of my life like this. Maybe for me, when will I find my dad and when will it be over? But the key is
It's just that I don't know when I can find him.
If I continue to live like this, I don’t know what I will become. I may get unlucky at some point and end up hanging in the wilderness. This kind of life is completely different from what I have experienced for more than 20 years.
You might be able to accept it once or twice, but if you have to fight, kill, and run away from the beginning to the end, you will be exhausted.
I thought that if this continues, even more bizarre things may happen in the future, which cannot be solved by luck alone.
Zhao Yingjun took care of my wound, but the tension in my mind made it impossible for my body to calm down. I walked back and forth in this small firearms warehouse. There were two rooms inside and outside. I didn’t know how many times I walked there. The room was closed and had a large iron door.
It was closed very tightly, and there was a small hole in the wall inside, which was just right for ventilation.
Kerala…
There was a very slight sound coming from outside the iron door, as if something was knocking gently on the iron door. Zhao Yingjun came over lightly and put his ear against the door to listen. This sound made me very uneasy and I stared nervously.
Over there, there is a dagger in his hand.
This sound only lasted for a while and then disappeared. Zhao Yingjun and I both suspected that there was someone outside the iron gate, but they were taboo about something, or they couldn't open the door, so we didn't act rashly. We also didn't dare to move, so we just stayed where we were.
.
The person outside the door seemed unwilling to give up. The voice disappeared for more than ten minutes and then reappeared. Zhao Yingjun was holding a gun in one hand and holding on to the door frame with the other, his body lying aside. Even if someone could break in now, he would definitely be severely punished.
blow.
Not long after, the sound disappeared again, and before I could take a breath and relax, it sounded again, going back and forth many times, which made me feel angry and uneasy.
"Don't be nervous, they are testing. If you are confident enough, you won't test so many times." Zhao Yingjun said to me against my ear.
Underground in Santaihezi, wireless signals were completely blocked, and separated people could not be contacted. Zhao Yingjun was completely thinking about my safety, so he waited here, hoping to wait until the situation was completely stable before talking.
Finally, the sound completely disappeared and never sounded again. But I was not relaxed at all. My coat was wet, and my hair was wet when I ran away. Coupled with physical and psychological reasons, I actually felt a little bit nervous.
I had a fever, accompanied by dizziness, and the most important thing was that I couldn't relax. This bad state continued. I half-closed my eyes, but still couldn't calm down. Zhao Yingjun really had no choice but to give me a shot of diluted
Dongfei.
"A good mentality is cultivated slowly. The more harsh and unfavorable the environment is, the more you have to sleep well and eat well. As time goes by, it will become a habit." Zhao Yingjun knew that I had a white neck, so he treated me more.
Got some patience.
But his words undoubtedly touched my previous thoughts, I don’t want to live like this.
The injection took effect very quickly. My heartbeat rate returned to normal, my blood pressure also recovered, and my eyes began to blur.
"We can't go out rashly now. The people who are trying to test will probably not go far and hide in the dark." Zhao Yingjun took the gun in his hand and squatted next to him and said, "Our best way is to wait for other companions to come over.
, That proves that the hidden dangers have been basically eradicated, otherwise, it will be dangerous whenever you go out. You rest, I will call you if the situation arises."
There was helplessness and confidence in Zhao Yingjun's words. He asked him to charge with me as a drag. He might not be able to do it, but he would still be able to hold on here. At this time, he really made me trust him. I leaned against the corner and started to take a nap. Soon
I fell asleep. It was indeed not a good time to sleep, but I couldn't control it.
I slept very deeply, but it probably didn't take me long to fall asleep. A sound of "dong-dong-dong" woke me up. I sat up in a daze, because the flashlight was turned off, so I couldn't see anything. I could only
I saw a ray of light coming from inside and shining directly on the opposite wall from the ground.
There was a constant thumping sound. It was easy to distinguish. Someone was banging on the wall. I looked left and right, but I didn't see Zhao Yingjun. I called him in a low voice, but there was no response. Only the thumping sound filled the empty gun warehouse.
Inside.
I began to feel weak. Zhao Yingjun is such a person. He has extremely sensitive ears. The decibel level when I shouted to him was not high, but it was enough for him to hear clearly. The only answer I got was a thump, which was like a scene from a horror movie.
The sound came from inside, and the flashlight light shining directly against the ground was obviously a flashlight that had been thrown on the ground. I became more and more desperate, so I climbed up, holding my dagger, and pointed it inward.
I walked over. I didn't dare to rush out all at once. I first exposed my head by scratching the door frame. Immediately, I understood the source of the sound.
Zhao Yingjun was lying in the corner of the inner room, with one hand clenched into a fist, and he was banging on the wall. I was confused, and I didn’t know his motive for doing this. He was lying on his side, with his legs splayed.
Being pressed against the ground, I couldn't see his expression, so I called him again, but he still didn't respond and just kept knocking on the wall.
Something is wrong, something is already wrong.
Although I couldn't see his face, I could see his fist hitting the wall, repeating the same action. No matter how strong he was, he was still made of flesh and blood. His fist had long been broken by the hard wall and was a blur.
Zhao Yingjun seemed to feel no pain and kept knocking on the wall.
That kind of movement was very mechanical, as if he had no consciousness of his own. I was very confused, what happened to Zhao Yingjun? If I were to normal, I would run away when I saw this situation, but I absolutely can't do that now. There is cold sweat on my forehead.
, but still approached him step by step.
I kept calling him, actually to embolden myself. It took me a long time to walk so close, but later on, I couldn't move at this snail's speed anymore. I felt that if I delayed any longer, Zhao Yingjun would
One of his fists will definitely knock him to pieces.
With this mentality, I summoned up all the courage, and with a cruel heart, I ran to Zhao Yingjun in three steps and two steps at a time, and shined a flashlight on him.
"Get up! Get up!"
I almost yelled at the top of my voice behind him, but Zhao Yingjun didn't respond. I couldn't control that much anymore, so I squatted down and tried to straighten him. But his whole body was like a clockwork that had been tightened.
, I spent a lot of effort to turn him over.
I was definitely on guard because I felt something was wrong with Zhao Yingjun, but when I turned him over, my tense nerves seemed to be like a bow string being tightened and almost broke.
This person is not Zhao Yingjun!
The light was not that strong, but my eyes would not deceive me. Although he was wearing Zhao Yingjun's clothes, with messy hair and a signature beard, his facial features were very different from Zhao Yingjun's.
I immediately felt dizzy, took two steps back, and pointed a dagger at the unconscious man. Ghost things happen every year, especially this year. I slapped myself with my backhand. It hurt. This was not a dream. But I
I have no idea how this person switched contracts with Zhao Yingjun.
I calmed down, and after turning the man over, I discovered that he was not completely unconscious. His eyes were open, and the muscles on his face were twisted like a spiral, almost causing the facial features to move out of their original positions.
One of his hands was bloody and bloody, and the other hand was pulling hard at his collar, as if something was stuck around his neck.
The situation makes me feel confused. Because I have no relevant experience, I don’t know whether to save this person or leave him alone. This great change has made people become very wonderful, but it’s so damn bad that it’s not the right time. I’m looking for
I picked up a thin steel bar and tried to pick his hand, but his hand seemed to be cramped and he couldn't pick it.
I have been hesitating whether to find a way to save him. Of course, even if I make up my mind, I actually have no confidence that I can save him because I don’t know what happened. This man’s eyes are half-open, he may
Just as I thought, he didn't lose all consciousness. When I shined the flashlight on him, he moved his head slightly and looked at me. Although his movements were very weak, he already used all his strength.
When I saw his dim eyes, my heart went crazy. A very scary and weird emotion instantly covered all my nerves.
His facial features were distorted, very different from Zhao Yingjun's appearance, but that dim look in his eyes made me feel very familiar. I had seen this look in front of the black hole behind the coded iron door. Human eyes may be
The hardest part of the human body to conceal, especially under circumstances like this.
The look in his eyes now was almost exactly the same as the dim look in Zhao Yingjun's eyes after he crawled back from the black hole for the first time.
This subtle discovery forced me to re-examine the person in front of me, and the panic in my heart eased a bit. No matter who he was, he probably could not pose any threat to me now.
I stretched out my hand and patted his face hard, trying to see if he would react, but when my palm touched his face, I felt like I was going crazy.