There is a serious lack of light in the tunnel. Only the dark red emergency lights are flashing. Please tell me that the coordinates given on the notice should go deeper into the tunnel.
I don't know what dangers I will encounter, but there is no point in talking about it now.
As I went deeper into the tunnel, I smelled a faint smell of blood. After adapting to the environment in the tunnel, I found blood stains on the ground. I squatted down and touched it. It had been done for a while, but it was not there yet.
It's been a long time since it happened recently.
Someone or something was injured and escaped here.
A subtle clue that may be related to ghosts.
I got up and continued walking into the tunnel, following the direction of the blood stains and the smell of blood. The entire tunnel was extremely silent, and even my own breathing could be heard clearly. If I hadn't been able to reduce the sound of my footsteps, it would have been everywhere in the tunnel.
The sound of loud footsteps echoed, making people feel inexplicable fear in such a silent and deserted tunnel.
No, to be precise, besides me, there are some creatures here, zombies, and mutant zombies.
After walking a short distance, I saw a group of zombies and several mutant zombies gathering in front of me, but they hadn't found me yet.
These creatures probably weren't here originally, but came here after chasing something.
After the previous battle, the energy consumption was very serious, but the road ahead was blocked. If you want to get through, you may have to fight. With the current state of your body, you must end the battle in the shortest time possible.
Thinking of this, I slowly calmed down my breathing, adjusted my rhythm, and wanted to seize the opportunity before being discovered and gain the advantage in the battle!
I took out the unused shock bomb that Red Wolf gave me before, opened the safety ring and threw it towards the zombies and mutant zombies, and then quickly turned my back.
There was a bang, and there was an explosion behind him, accompanied by a flash of light.
Hopefully the stun grenades will be useful against zombies.
After the shock bomb exploded, I instantly turned around and picked up the mini-submachine gun. Sure enough, the zombies in front were already in chaos. This was the opportunity. I pulled the trigger, and bullets poured out like rain, hitting the mutant zombies from the chest up.
Sweeped into a hornet's nest.
The mutant zombies that were a greater threat in the tunnel were cleared out in a short period of time.
Then the gun turned to ordinary zombies that were less threatening. Seeing them still retaining their appearance in life, I hesitated for a moment and finally pulled the trigger.
Please rest in peace.
As intensive gunfire rang out, all the zombies fell down, and their blood stained the tunnel floor red.
The battle is over... ha... it took a long time to come here, and I am a little worried about Zod's group. Let's finish this exploration as soon as possible.
The coordinates are close to here, but there is nothing near here except a broken jeep and the zombies we just killed.
After searching carefully to make sure there was nothing valuable in the car, my eyes locked on a door on the left wall of the tunnel, a thick iron door.
I pulled the door handle hard, but it took a lot of effort to pull it open or push it in. It was obviously locked, but the door didn't have anything like a keyhole, only a soft key filled with numbers.
The keyboard is there.
Okay, is it a password lock again?
Let me take a closer look. Of course, it is impossible for me to know the password. There is no information in the intelligence suggesting that I need to enter other spaces and passwords in the tunnel. I can only rely on myself.
The keyboard was also stained with a lot of blood. It seemed that the person who opened the door and went in was seriously injured. The blood had dried, but some clues could still be seen. Those digital buttons that had been pressed by blood-stained fingers.
Although the order of input can be judged by distinguishing the thickness of blood fingerprints.
However, due to the interference of other bloodstains, and the fact that the person entering the password was obviously very anxious, it looked messy. Even if there were wrong keys, it was not certain, which made it more difficult to decrypt.
After patiently and repeatedly trying more than ten possible number combinations, the sound of gears turning came from the door, and it should have been successfully unlocked.
I pulled it out hard, but there was no response at all. I should have pushed it in. Sure enough, with just a little force, I pushed the thick iron door open. What appeared in front of me was the passage with the white emergency light above my head.
I don’t know where it leads to, maybe it’s the work place of the tunnel-related staff. After all, I’ve never been to a place like this, so I really don’t know, but I’m sure I want to go in and find out.
Walking all the way into the tunnel, the blood stains on the ground were extremely conspicuous under the white light, even if they were dried. There were also some bloody palm prints on the walls, which looked very permeable, as if they had been caught in some strange incident.
But in fact, it is likely that the person with the injured hand had to hold on to the wall with his bloody hand and walk forward because the injury was too serious.
What happened has begun to emerge in my mind. I seem to be able to see someone covering the wound with one hand, holding on to the wall to support his body, and moving forward with difficulty, leaving bloody palm prints on the wall.
The blood spilled out from between the fingers holding the wound and dripped onto the floor, forming the blood stains on the ground now.
There are many large and small pipes in the passage, many of which are rusty. There are many forks in the passage, which obviously lead to other places, but the conspicuous blood stains made me follow all the way to a deep room.
inside.
A person, no, to be precise, a corpse is sitting quietly in the corner of the room with his back against the wall, his head hanging down, and his appearance cannot be clearly seen, but overall he should be a middle-aged man.
man.
He suffered a very serious injury to his abdomen, and blood had stained his clothes and pants. One hand was spread flat on the ground, and the other hand was also stained with blood. It was placed flat on his thigh, which should be the hand covering the wound.
.
I noticed that the hand of this man lying flat on the ground was holding something tightly. I used a little effort to get the thing from the hand of the deceased. Obviously, I knew this thing. Although it was a different model, it was
It must be a PAD portable terminal.
There is no password set for the PAD, not even the simplest fingerprint password, which is a bit strange, but it does not affect my ability to view the information inside.
As soon as I started the PAD, a message came into view:
[I am Randy, Randy Ozer, codenamed Condor, Explorer No. 970. On April 10, 2050, I was trapped here and suffered serious injuries, but there are still a group of mutants outside.
Creatures are chasing me. Unfortunately, I'm probably going to die here.
There is nothing I can do about it. Although I still feel scared, I have looked down on death. Although this life is short, it is quite fulfilling. I have never regretted becoming an explorer.
The only regret is that, Ghost, I probably won't be able to complete what you asked me to do. I couldn't personally deliver this information to those people. The only effort I can make now is to pass on the signal that simulates you before I die.
, I hope someone can follow the signal and find this place.】
The above is probably the last words of the deceased in front of me. Unexpectedly, it is not a ghost, but another explorer, codenamed Vulture. It seems that he has been entrusted with something by the ghost.
After checking carefully, there is another message in the PAD, but there are only a few words on it: