The subway line 35 station has been turned into hell.
The viscous blood is immersed in every inch of the tile, and the minced meat and stumps are scattered everywhere. There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, and even covered the horrible **** smell. A hollow dead body fell to the ground, and the falling arm was as thin as a lumber stick.
A pair of military boots stepped over from the dead body and stood in front of a collapsed wall.
"The road ahead is blocked," Sminov said. "Maybe the masterpieces of the survivors."
Egor did not speak. He walked up to the collapsed gravel pile in the first two steps, extended his right hand and wiped the wall with his index finger.
Retracting his right hand, he gently rubbed his index finger and thumb, and closed his eyes as if he was feeling something.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the collapsed wall and slowly opened the way.
"After a decade ago, it should be directional blasting."
"It seems to be a dead end." Going to the commander's side, Sminoff frowned.
"Not necessarily." Yegor opened his mouth, and the fierce eyes flashed with madness.
"Oh?" I don't know why, Sminoff felt a little uneasy.
"Bring the map," Yegor said.
Soon, a soldier stepped forward and handed the traffic map of the subway line on Shangjing City.
Pushing the map on the wall, Yegor's eagle-like gaze, along the 35th line all the way east, eventually stopped at the foot of his Dongcheng Park station. Here is the transit station where Line 35 and Line 27 meet, and is also directly above Metro Line 2.
Reaching out, he used the index finger and thumb to compare on the subway line, as if measuring what.
Soon, his face appeared a touch of joy.
"What did you find?" Smirov asked to the commander.
"Dear Comrade Sminov, I don't know if you have heard of the Metro Line 0 in Shangjing City."
"I heard that I heard it. But this..." Sminov frowned slightly. "Is it just a legend? Just like the future factory underground in the Kremlin, no one has ever verified it."
"The best way to cover up the secret is to cover up the irrefutable argument with a confusing story. Of course, I have only recently begun to doubt this point..." The gaze continued on the 27th line and continued to the south. Ye Ge's position narrowed his eyes. "Until now, I am very convinced of this. The legendary Metro Line 0 must exist, and the survivors here were playing its idea ten years ago."
Say, Yegor’s index finger clicked on the map. “The subway line 27 passes directly above the Pan-Asian building, which is the Pan-Asian Cooperation Political Center. This is not normal, isn’t it? Look down It is directly connected to Line 35 and Line 2. If I didn't guess wrong, the answer is definitely here. The problem is not Line 27, which is Line 2 connected to Line 27."
As for line 35.
They are from line 35 and can be ruled out.
Sminoff took a deep breath.
Although he felt that his commander's thoughts were crazy, he could not pick up the problem.
Line 2 or Line 27, one of which has a transit station to the legendary Line 0.
This is a multiple choice question, and it seems that it doesn't matter if you choose the wrong one?
"But how do we go?" Sminov asked the commander. "There is no way."
“There is no way?” The eyebrows provoked, and Yegor’s mouth opened a fierce arc. “Then blow it out.”
Line 2 or Line 27?
This multiple choice question, they can choose together.
The tactical nuclear warheads of the Ueen border defense station, they have not carried it.
......
Still leaving from the south gate.
At the warehouse at the gate of the South Gate, Jiang Chen took the weapons stored in the warehouse with his **** and prepared to leave the city.
However, when a group of people crossed the wall and came to the buffer zone between the wall and the wall, they found a long queue at the gate. Soldiers armed with rifles and bulletproof vests, and those who went to the city.
Jiang Chen slightly frowned.
When I just wanted to ask what happened, I heard the survivors next to me whispering.
"There was an explosion in the North Street. I heard that the gunshots were still ringing." A person who looks like a lone traveler swears.
"The gunshots? Hold the grass, I don't know which buddy is drinking high." The mercenary survivor whispered, "Damn, the team doesn't know when to go."
"It is said that after the incident, the head of the Ding was quite angry, ordered the city to be martial, search for the murderer. There have been no shootings in Ping An Street for three years, at least not in the street, the merchants who chose to go here because of here. Security. But now, someone has hit the face of the entire militia."
"If this is caught, I am afraid I will not be light."
"Lightly? Oh, most of them have to be in a cage with dead claws."
"Right, where is the explosion that happened, have you heard that?"
“It seems to be the Imperial Hotel...”
Listening to the arguments of the survivors, combined with the previous auction, Jiang Chen had already guessed the story of the 7787. The lady Miss Zhao Qiu is also a woman... The female man actually bombed the Imperial Hotel. I don’t know if Wan Peng’s guy was involved in it. If there is no accident, he should be right inside.
Don't kill it.
This survivor alliance has not yet given money.
After taking a shot of Lu Fan’s shoulder, Jiang Chen whispered a few words to his captain’s captain and pointed to the door of the city gate. He moved a chair and sat at the door, watching the soldier’s officer find the city survivor’s officer, and then one. A dark green subcrystal with more than three hundred points of energy was put in his hand.
Lu Fan nodded his head and left the team and walked toward the officer.
Jiang Chen did not have the leisure time to accompany the survivors to an afternoon team. There is no problem that the money can't be solved.
More than three hundred points of sub-crystals, used to bribe a janitor, is absolutely more than enough.
Just then, Jiang Chen felt that someone had touched his arm.
Turning around, I saw a woman wearing a broken cloak, standing nervously beside him, whispering.
"Take me out from here."
Jiang Chen slightly picked up his eyebrows and recognized the face. He smiled and laughed.
"Oh? Is this the attitude of asking for help?"
It was a coincidence that the Imperial Hotel was blown up in the North Street, and it was not long before it ran to the South Gate. Only her movements were slow. In the first time she escaped from the Dorsett Hotel, the militia group stationed on Ping An Street martialized the city.
Tightly biting the lower lip, Zhao Qiuqi whispered.
"I know something that is important to you."
Jiang Chen was really amused and smiled.
"You don't even know who I am, do you know that you know something important to me?"
"Who is who you are not important, the important thing is that you took the card."
Jiang Chen looked at her unexpectedly and frowned slightly.
"How do you know that I took the card?"
"Can I explain it later?" Zhao Qiuyan looked nervously at the direction of the city gate.
Slightly thought for a moment, Jiang Chen nodded.
"That line, follow me."
"Thank you." Zhao Qiuqi whispered.
"Don't rush to thank me, don't say anything for a while, don't look at anything, just lower your head. Right, where is your slave imprint?" Jiang Chen asked.
Zhao Qiu stunned.
"Right arm, what happened?"
"It's nothing."
As he said, Lu Fan had come over with two followers.
Zhao Qiuzhen looks as usual, but from her slightly stiff expression, she is very nervous at the moment.
Jiang Chen gave Lu Fan a look, then looked at the woman in the cloak with a cloak.
Lu Fan immediately met and took the two soldiers next to him.
Twenty-one people left the team, followed Lu Fan, and came to the police room under the city gate.
"How is twenty-one?" When he saw Lu Fan bring in people, the officer frowned slightly.
Counting Lu Fan is twenty-two, which is better than saying that one person is better.
Jiang Chen slightly lifted his chin and played the talent of his movie actor. He made a high-pitched anger and raised the volume.
"Female slaves?"
He said, he reached out and grabbed Zhao Qiuqi’s arm and picked up her sleeve.
Jiang Chen’s action made her feel amazed.
If she didn't believe that he wouldn't put himself in, she couldn't help but turn and run away.
A string of black barcodes was printed on her bowl.
The officer glanced at it and did not say anything. He waved his hand and told the person to open the side door.
"by."
Upon hearing this sentence, Zhao Qiuyu’s heart was finally put down.
Jiang Chen let go of her hand, and with the guard behind her, walked unhurriedly toward the open door.
In fact, as long as you scan the mark, you will find that she is the wanted slave. However, the officer did not make it difficult for Jiang Chen, the gold master, or he did not believe that Jiang Chen would offend the safe street. The risk of helping the district escape one.
In this way, the pedestrians passed through the huge wall and left the safe street.