As Brother Maozi kicked open the rusty door in front of them, Huang Xiaobei and the others walked in cautiously.
Turning on the flashlight, Huang Xiaobei curiously looked at everything in this small room. If he saw it correctly, this should be a dormitory, or a barracks.
There are four dusty camp beds placed around the room, with several old Japanese military uniforms on the bed. There is also a desk on the left side of the room, with several empty wine bottles and half-and-half bottles scattered in disorder.
A pack of unfinished Japanese Asahi cigarettes.
Lao Wei stepped forward and picked up the half-pack of dusty Asahi cigarettes, looked at them, and said with a smile, "Hey, this cigarette is as old as my grandfather. It was made in 1945. Hey, what do you think?
Can I still smoke cigarettes?”
Huang Xiaobei glared at Lao Wei and said, "Damn it, just put it down for me immediately, I'm not afraid of getting bad luck."
Lao Wei touched his nose angrily and threw the cigarette aside.
Not finding anything valuable, Huang Xiaobei and the others turned around and left the room. Next, several people broke open the doors of three more rooms. It turned out that most of them were dormitories like the first one, with some of the life left behind inside.
The supplies were a little different, such as shampoo and soap from the World War II era, and even Huang Xiaobei saw a few military cans covered with hair...
The situation inside the fourth gate is slightly different. This one is obviously an officer's residence. The room is very large, probably more than twice the size of an ordinary soldier's dormitory. There is a camp bed in the center, facing the wall of the gate.
There was also a World War II Japanese military flag hanging on it, and the Japanese officer's military uniform hung on the wall on the left. Huang Xiaobei went up to take a look, and saw that this good guy was actually a lieutenant colonel.
Walking to the dusty desk aside, Huang Xiaobei saw a photo of the Japanese officer holding a samurai sword. In addition, there were two dusty diaries and pens neatly placed on the table.
Opening the desk drawer, there lay quietly a Southern Fourteenth pistol and a silver pocket watch.
He casually opened the dusty diary and looked at it. Although Huang Xiaobei couldn't read Japanese characters, he clearly recognized the Chinese characters inside. It probably said something like "Experiment, Anatomy, Mustard Seed."
Without saying a word, Huang Xiaobei dropped the diary on the ground.
Taking out the famous ****, Huang Xiaobei turned his head and looked at the Japanese military flag behind him, and almost broke his teeth. Damn it, even if he is stupid now, he can see what it is.
place.
No need to ask, if it is built in such an underground location, it is probably the 731 of the year! After all, it is still occupied by the devil party, and it belongs to his grandma.
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At the same time, Carl and Chu Zifeng stayed in the first power room, and the two looked at each other wordlessly.
"I have an idea that I had before, but now it seems to be confirmed, but it is very scary."
"Can you afford 20,000?"
Karl took a deep look at Chu Zifeng, and then slowly stretched out his two fingers, "I'm afraid it will be more than twice this number!"
"I recently checked the transportation situation of Bomda Logistics Company to China in the past ten years. Basically every month they send at least two large passenger planes to China. Because of the war years, China has many underground military warehouses or abandoned ones.
Air-raid shelter, just like what Senior Xiaobei just said." Karl lowered his head and pushed the frame of his sunglasses, "After so many years of storage, the number of blood servants in the hands of the devil party has probably reached an extremely terrifying level.
degree!"
Chu Zifeng looked at Karl coldly, "If what you said is true, I'm afraid even if all the branches come to China, they won't be able to solve this incident."
Karl did not speak. After three seconds of silence, he just put his right hand on the wireless communicator next to his ear. After silently adjusting a channel, Karl whispered to the communicator, "Immediately investigate the territory of this province from now on."
All the abandoned military warehouses and air-raid shelters, if I can't go back this time, I will send those coordinates to the college and let the college resolve them."
Hearing this, Chu Zifeng looked at him without any emotion and said, "This is the internal communication channel of your Bolun family, right? But you should also know that it is definitely not just this province!"
"I understand, I just let the family hear my orders, haha, let's do our best." Karl sighed and smiled, his expression a little complicated. After he discovered that the communication channel within the family was still open,
His face has never looked so pretty.
At this moment, Brother Maozi's voice suddenly came from the corridor outside the house, "Karl, there is a gate here."
Hearing this, Chu Zifeng and Karl looked at each other, and they quickly walked out of the room. When they came to Huang Xiaobei and others, Karl saw a steel black door directly in front of him. The door was tightly closed.
It's locked, and in the center of the door there is a large scarlet character written in Japanese, "Dangerous Area は Stand ち Entry り Prohibited で す"
Karl looked at the door without saying anything. Chu Zifeng silently pulled out his two swords, while Commissioner Huang on the side said, "The Japanese characters are quite easy to recognize. You are not allowed to enter. Well, what are you going to do?"
Bar."
With that said, Huang Xiaobei turned around and was about to leave because he had already heard the slight and disorganized footsteps coming from behind the door.
Seeing this, Karl smiled and stretched out his hand to grab Huang Xiaobei's collar and said, "Mr. Xiaobei, I'm here, let's take a look."
"Oh, look at you, how can you be so obedient? What if there is a gas bomb from Little Japan behind you? Or what if you encounter a Japanese rice dumpling soldier? Wouldn't it be worse? Let's go home.
Go home, I think it’s enough to blow up the third floor, don’t you think so, Lao Wei?”
Karl smiled and grabbed Huang Xiaobei's arm, looked at Andreev and Weslin and said, "Xiao An, senior, open the door. What we want is behind."
"boom!"
With a slight explosion, the large rusty lock on the steel door was blown to the ground. Andreev and Weslin simultaneously pushed open the heavy iron door in front of them.
And it was at the moment when the door was slowly pushed open that countless scarlet rays of light lit up from the darkness ahead.
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In the dark corridor, silver-white steel fences made of fine steel blocked the monsters trapped inside. The long and dark corridor had no end as far as the eye could see, and countless monsters were imprisoned on both sides.
He growled lowly in the small space.
The hunched body, the hands that have turned into sharp claws, and the protruding bone spurs on the back, the bloodthirsty pupils are particularly eye-catching in the dark, and the bloody mouth full of sharp fangs is constantly dripping with stinky liquid.
saliva.
The second before the explosion of the door sounded, the monsters were still obediently staying in their cells. Some were gnawing on the flesh and blood fed in the morning or the companions they tore off last night, and some were aimlessly
They were walking around in the crowded cells, growling, and some were fighting with their peers next to them, roaring and biting each other's bodies.
No one knows how many blood servants are imprisoned here, because there are too many, and because it is impossible to see the end, the left and right sides of the dark corridor are filled with densely packed blood servants behind the silver-white fences made of fine steel.
On the ground that had been stained red by blood, apart from the blood stains that had not yet dried up, all that was left were pieces of white human bones.
The people held here are not dead blood servants, because dead blood servants cannot move for a long time, so the people held here are living blood servants. There are Asian faces, European faces, white people, yellow people, and so on.
There are men and women, but there are no old, weak, sick or disabled.
In fact, the number of blood servants in the original prison was much more than it is now, but the monsters were violent and bloodthirsty, so as the number of blood servants in the prison continued to increase, the monsters began to
A bloody battle!
There are no old, weak, sick or disabled people here. All that the demonic party has left behind are only the most powerful blood servants! And these monsters raised by Gu have only one meaning left to survive in this world, and that is to kill!
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Looking at the monsters on both sides of the corridor in front of him who seemed to have not noticed their arrival, and looking at them who were still wandering around in the prison and roaring, Chu Zifeng's eyes narrowed, and he held two swords in his hands.
I took the first step and stepped into this hell with no end in sight.
"Bang!" It was exactly the second after Chu Zifeng's footsteps fell that countless dark red eyes on the left and right sides lit up at the same time!
"Roar——! Roar——!" The low roar instantly turned into a harsh scream! The moment he smelled Chu Zifeng's unique aura of the blood clan, the blood servant squatting on the ground and eating heavily, aimlessly
The blood servants were wandering in place, biting and eating the opponent's body. At this moment, all the monsters were stunned in place at the same time, as if time had stopped.
In less than half a second, a sharp roar immediately sounded, and countless monsters rushed towards the silver-white fence in front of them like crazy drug addicts, desperately stretching out their bloody claws.
He looked towards the black figure walking slowly right in front of him.
"Ho-ho-!" Looking at the blood servants swarming to his left and right sides instantly, looking at their bloodthirsty and angry eyes that contain desire and the inability to swallow flesh and blood, and hearing that they are already crazy to the extreme
roaring, Chu Zifeng looked at them coldly, and then walked forward unhurriedly.
It seemed that more and more blood servants smelled the scent of Huang Xiaobei and the other five. At this moment, even more angry and sharp roars came from the depths of the corridor, so much so that Chu Zifeng even heard his own screams.
The angry roars of the blood servants seemed to be heard from below.
Attracted by the stimulating vampire aura of Chu Zifeng and others, the imprisoned monsters rushed forward like crazy. They rushed forward one after another, but in the end they could only be blocked by the silver-white fence and could not move forward.
They tried their best to stretch out their sharp claws, and tried their best to push their heads through the gaps in the fence, greedily smelling the intoxicating breath of the vampires. The monsters behind could not see the scene in front, and could only go crazy.
They pounced on the same kind in front of them, stepping on the bodies of the same kind and rushing forward. Even stimulated by the manic bloodthirsty thoughts in their hearts, countless blood servants were already biting the same kind around them like crazy, just for the sake of
Can go further!
Looking at this purgatory scene, Karl sighed deeply.
"These are the blood servants, a group of beings who only know how to kill."