The shrill alarm passed across the sky and echoed around the shipyard, like a roaring ghost.
It was originally an alarm to prepare for air raids, but now it was used to remind all the gangsters to capture the escaped goods.
The entire shipyard was bustling with activity, and the world was filled with the rustle of falling rain, the sound of footsteps running back and forth, and the click-click sound of loading ammunition. It was so overwhelming that Marseille's head almost exploded. He lifted up his sleeves and looked at the seconds watch. Every time
Every second was torture and trial for him.
It just happened to be this time, it happened to be this time.
Even if given one more night, Marseille wouldn't have such a headache. How much time is left for him?
half an hour?
Or ten minutes?
Wiping off the water on his face, Ma Sai roared at the top of his lungs: "Quick, quick, get all the f**king people back! No one is missing, and if one is missing, I'll take it from you!"
"Wait, here, there seems to be traces here! Many people have stepped on it!"
"The bushes fell down and they all fled over there! Who is guarding here? Who is it?"
"Sewer, they must have entered the sewer!"
A bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky, and the rumble of thunder was deafening.
…
Sisko, who heard the siren, stood alone on the bow of the boat, took off his hood, and rainwater quickly flowed down the lines on his face.
"Did something really happen?" he whispered.
Everything at the moment was not beyond his expectation. If the fire was just an accident, then the alarm had already given the answer, and the fun had just begun.
…
"Hurry, hurry, walk faster, hold hands, don't fall! Don't be afraid, they won't catch up. If we hurry up, we will escape. If we escape, we will be fine."
In the narrow passage, Bifang heard the siren and urged everyone to evacuate quickly. Even though they were several meters away, the sharp and sharp siren still reached everyone's ears.
Many people screamed and cried in a panic, but quickly recovered under Bi Fang's reminder and continued to escape with trembling bodies.
A total of fifty-three people held hands and formed a long queue, passing through the damp, mossy path.
If someone slips and falls into the ditch, two people on the side can pull him back in time to avoid an accident.
"Why are we going this way? Isn't it too narrow? It will be much faster if we retreat to the original route."
Matthew, who was stinking all over, followed Bifang step by step, fearing that he would slip and fall into the stinking ditch again, which was how he got the stinky smell just now.
"The traces of our escape cannot actually be covered up at all. As long as it takes a while, those people will definitely catch up. By then we will be very passive, and they will definitely follow our footsteps. By the time we get here, the gang's numerical advantage will be
No, they will be like us and have to march against the wall. Only a few people at the head can be effective. But if they follow the direction we come from, their pursuit will be very fast. What we need to deal with is a large group.
people!"
From warehouses to sewers, everyone hid their traces through bushes. Before they were discovered, they were the best cover. But once things were discovered and a large-scale search was conducted, traces of rain-soaked soil would be easily found.
It exposed everyone's whereabouts, and the complicated and numerous footprints couldn't cover it up at all.
One disadvantage of the cement floor is that it is difficult to clean it when stained with colored slurry. Unless it is washed with a water gun, it will inevitably leave traces.
The traces of muddy water ended at the drain cover. Anyone with any brains can understand what's going on.
Bi Fang never regarded himself as the smartest person. Even if it was a useless gang, there must be smart people in it. At this moment, he had no doubt that someone was chasing after him.
In the narrow passage, the troops on both sides would be restrained, but compared to Bifang, who had only one real combat power, the bandits were obviously more restricted in this kind of terrain, and their numerical advantage was of no use.
"In other countries, the probability of being caught again 72 hours after a criminal escapes from prison is less than 5%, because after 72 hours, the fugitive's range of activities is too large, and the search is too difficult, resulting in a very low probability of being found. It is necessary to
Conduct a very specific analysis of the means of transportation used by fugitives to escape, the radius of their activities, and the scope of the search and arrest personnel."
"Although we are not fugitives, the events we have experienced are not much different, so the earlier we are, the easier it is for us to be caught. We must be very careful. The longer we can persist, the less chance they will find us. In turn,
Because it is very easy to get caught in the early stage, we must be prepared, so I chose to take the linear pipeline. When we get to the front, we walk out of the shipyard and go ashore again, the probability of them catching us is much smaller."
[Fang Shen is awesome! Crush them!]
[Details are all details]
【Wori, it’s so damn exciting, there are pitfalls everywhere!】
In the dark sewer, several flashlight beams were scattered and illuminated. The audience felt that the atmosphere at this moment was tense and exciting, as if they were in a battle royale.
Bi Fang led everyone around a corner and continued moving forward.
According to the scene in my memory, I only need to walk another five hundred meters to the outside of the shipyard. When I get out, I can say that the sky is high and the birds can fly.
"Everyone, hurry up. There are still 500 meters ahead. We can escape in 500 meters! Don't run around when you go out. Only by following me closely can you have a chance to be completely safe. If you escape by yourself, you may still be caught.
Yes. Someone will sail to pick us up early tomorrow morning, and it will be completely safe by then!"
When they heard that there would be a boat to pick them up early tomorrow morning, the more than fifty people present cheered up. Even though they were suffering from long-term malnutrition, their strength still emerged.
Even the old man felt that his legs, which had been cold for many years, were mostly healed.
But just when everyone thought they were almost safe, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the passage behind them.
Matthew was startled, but just as he was about to poke his head out to take a look, Bifang pulled him back.
"Don't poke your head in!"
Pulling Matthew back, Bi Fang leaned against the wall, holding a pistol in his hand, and was thinking about a solution.
There was a pop and the sound of falling water suddenly sounded.
The sound of beatings and curses echoed throughout the passage.
"Damn it, pull him up quickly!"
"Quick, quick, pull him up quickly, you go!"
After several arguments, two more sounds of water entering were heard.
Soon after, the sound came closer, but soon became much quieter.
The audience and everyone present immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Bi Fang also felt relieved.
The route was carefully planned by Bi Fang before coming, so that everyone could hold hands. On the one hand, it was to avoid falling into the water and delaying the speed. On the other hand, there were many forks in the route. Otherwise, people would easily get separated.
Ten minutes later, everyone walking close to the wall finally saw the shaft.
Matthew immediately climbed up the iron ladder and called everyone to come up.
After Bifang came out last, the heavy iron cover was closed again.
The sewer was once again plunged into darkness.
But just as Bifang stood up, a pillar of fire shot into the sky not far away from the shipyard.
The flame that was about to be extinguished is burning brightly again.