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Part 5 The Tomb of the Yellow Skin Chapter 28 The Russian Package


In the darkness, I touched something hard and dry on the table in front of me.

I gently twisted it with my hand, and a layer of soot-like debris was removed.

Judging from the feeling from my fingers, those Inside the broken pieces are hard dead bones.

If you touch them, The bones of the dead are nothing, but I clearly remember dragging the Russian zombie into the sewer and burning it until it was like coke.

The skin, flesh and hair were all turned into black charcoal, and only some bones were left that couldn't be burned.

Who burned the remaining bones?

The corpse was brought to the table I was so shocked that I had no time to think about it for a moment.

It was pitch black in front of me.

There should be matches and six-headed candlesticks that we found in the room on the table.

I wanted to touch the lights on these things first so that I could see them clearly.

Reach forward and explore, What I touched was not a match, but something hard and round with many holes on its surface.

After touching it carefully, it turned out to be the skull of a dead man.

My thumb just happened to press into the eye socket of the skull.

I shook my hand and hurried.

Throw it on the table.

At this moment, the skull landed on the table with a soft sound, and two green ghost fires suddenly appeared from the darkness.

My whole body was shaken, and I felt that my body was frozen in place like a nightmare, and my mind was completely obsessed with the ghost fires.

In the photo, the whole person seemed to have been hollowed out, leaving only a body like a walking corpse, unable to breathe or think.

I didn't believe that people have souls, but at this time I really experienced the soul coming out of the body.

What does the shell taste like?

Just when he was losing his mind, there was a sudden shock in his arms.

The blade of Kangxi's sword vibrated in its sheath, and the sharp buzzing sound shook the air.

The two will-o'-the-wisps' gazes then quietly faded away.

It was as if I had been freed from a nightmare.

I cried out with a cry of "Ah".

My eyes lit up and I saw myself sitting upright on the chair, with only the candle in front of the table burning.

The small section was still there, and some burned bones were scattered around the candle.

I was dripping with cold sweat.

It seemed like he had just had a nightmare, but it turned out to be so real.

The remains of the Russian zombie on the table were clearly visible, and it was obvious that this was not just a dream.

I looked around and saw that the other three companions who were resting around the table were also awake.

All three of them, including the fat man, broke out in a cold sweat.

The face is pale.

No need to ask, they just had the same experience as me.

They were almost carried away in their dreams.

Ding Sitian's chest rose and he said to us: "If you say this, don't think that I am an idealist.

There are real ghosts in this room just like the incineration room.

Maybe the copper box contains the undead." nightmare" Ding Sitian was panicking and making random guesses, but no one refuted her remarks.

She clearly wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but the four of them fell asleep by mistake, and had the same nightmare again.

The skeletons of Russian zombies were unknown.

I ran to the table inexplicably.

It was not because I saw a ghost, but I felt that the chill I felt in my heart just now seemed familiar, and I realized that it was probably not the Russian who was causing trouble.

It was very likely that the ghost in the crematorium was still haunting me.

I Guys, I touched the long knife in my arms, thinking that thanks to this knife, I could hold my breath, otherwise I would have lost my life for no apparent reason.

Are these horrific things related to the copper box mentioned in the suicide note?

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Everyone seems to have died or disappeared at the same time one day more than 20 years ago.

The less clear the truth is about what happened here, the more uneasy people feel.

Everyone thinks that there should be no further delay. , quickly find the map, and then quickly leave the place of right and wrong.

Judging from the burning degree of the candle, we slept for four or five hours.

Although it was unplanned, our minds were much clearer than before.

I picked up the unburned remains of the Russian and covered them with cloth.

It's all done, I found a kid in the house and put him in.

Then I thought about how pitiful the Russian researcher was.

He was locked up by the Japanese and didn't run away early or late.

He only thought of running away when something happened.

Maybe he wouldn't be too bad after he died.

I was willing, so I said to the cabinet: "A person should live a great life and die gloriously.

If you have not done anything useful to the people during your lifetime, you should keep your peace after death.

Although what you did was coerced by others, it was also an aid to the evildoer.

In the end, you ended up like this You will reap the consequences, but you can't blame others.

The sea of ​​sin is boundless.

If you don't look back soon, there is no point in repenting.

Now that fascism has completely perished, we will not be polite and confiscate the things in your house on behalf of the people. " At this time, the other three people had already conducted a thorough search of the room, and finally found a pocket in the fireplace.

The pocket was obviously an old-fashioned Russian carrying bag.

It was made of canvas, similar to the style of a nikodai, and had no zipper.

And buttons, there is a drawstring at the mouth of the bag, which can be tightened by pulling it.

This kind of bag has been popular in Russia since World War I.

Before and after World War II, many such bags can also be seen in Northeast China, Manchuria and Mongolia.

This kind of pocket is a typical Russian style, simple, rough, bulky and wear-resistant.

Lao Yangpi held up a candle to light it up.

Ding Sitian and the fat man shook the bag open and looked at the items inside one by one.

They found that the Russian's pocket was like a treasure bag, with everything in it.

Yes, among the items he prepared, in addition to a kettle and a field lunch box, there were even some money and items, which may be used to make a living after escaping, as well as matches, windproof Candles, bottles of chemicals with dozens of grains in them, these chemicals are necessary for escaping in the wild.

They can detoxify, cleanse the intestines, support combustion, and make luminous markings, etc.

However, we know the uses but do not recognize these chemicals. category, so we had to take them all together.

These items were exactly what we needed.

Ding Sitian separated them and put them aside, and threw the unnecessary ones on the table.

Then I found two Japanese-style engineer lighting tubes.

This type of engineer lighting tube is different from our common flashlights.

It is flat and boxy in shape.

It is all black.

It is about the size of two cigarette boxes and has a fist-sized mouth at the front.

It is round and lies on a black iron box.

There is no place to hold it on the back, but there is a fixed lifting ring on the top.

When using it, you can tie it to your chest with a strap to perform various short-distance lighting operations.

In the bag There are also matching dry batteries.

The other thing is some food.

Back then, the Japanese army’s logistics supply was primitive and backward.

There is no large-scale supply of field rations for the troops at all, but as some special units, they enjoy different treatment from ordinary troops, such as the navy, air force and many special departments.

The Russians are likely to get the help of the Japanese medical officer to store I bought some dehydrated dried fish, candy bars, canned food and the like.

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I was worried that the food would spoil, so I paid a little back.

It was found that it is still edible in the constant temperature environment of the basement.

This may also have something to do with the special environment that has kept the Russian zombie alive to this day.

There was actually a "Southern Type 14" pistol wrapped in oilcloth in the bag.

This gun was copied by a Japanese arsenal and imitated the German Luger pistol.

This is the place where the guns used by German Nazi officers were manufactured.

The gun body adopts a semi-automatic locking mechanism and has an ammunition capacity of eight rounds.

During the Anti-Japanese War, our country's military and civilians used it.

This gun is commonly known as the "bastard box".

Fatty used to have such a handful of trophies at home, and seeing the "Torrent Box" here felt like meeting an old friend.

After picking it up and pushing and pulling it several times, the gun was wrapped tightly in oilcloth.

There is no rust at all, and the magazine is full.

However, this gun has inherent flaws in its design and craftsmanship.

There are many problems with jamming, exploding the chamber, and misfiring.

At most, it can be used for self-defense.

Fatty has a gun in his hand.

He didn't care about anything anymore.

Without saying a word, he put the pistol on his waist. , I said to him: "The bastard box itself is not easy to use, and this gun has not been maintained for more than 20 years.

You should take it easy.

Try not to use this gun unless it is absolutely necessary.

The bastard box is also known as It's called a suicide gun.

If you can't hit the enemy, you're a loser.

If you hit yourself, you won't be able to survive. " The fat man was about to brag to me about his skill with guns, when Ding Sitian suddenly said happily: "This piece of paper may be the map of the institute."

As he said that, he picked up a blueprint from the debris, we stopped talking and hurriedly I took the map and looked at it by the light of the candle.

I was a little disappointed.

There were two maps, one large and one small.

The smaller one was The so-called map of the institute's facilities is just a hand-drawn map with many marks on it, which looks messy.

The other large-scale map is a topographic map of the surrounding Baiyan Cave, which connects the desert to the north and the desert to the south.

Lao Yangpi has always been familiar with the grasslands, so this picture doesn't mean much to us.

After repeatedly looking at the structural diagram of the institute, I realized that this place is very huge.

Although the map is simple, it is intuitive, easy to understand, and quite complete.

The main focus is the waterways distributed vertically and horizontally underground in the institute.

Judging from the marks drawn on the map , the Russian’s escape route Starting from this basement, he followed the direction of sewerage, passed the underground water pipe of the crematorium, then bypassed the completely enclosed prison area, and went in a circle to the north.

There was an invisible "Foehn Wind" that appeared and killed people from time to time at the mountain pass in the west.

Apparently he wanted to leave through the northern pass.

We had lingering fears about the basement.

After looking at the map, we immediately found an escape route and decided to set off as soon as possible.

We immediately packed up all the things we needed and took the remaining bottles of foreign wine with us.

The tail of capitalism had not been completely cut off.

When I left, I gathered some rare foreign gadgets, and I didn’t leave behind any clothes or shoes that I could wear.

I saw a combat hat in the room, so I put it on my head.

I had lost my dog-skin hat and had a wound on my head.

Not wearing a hat would easily lead to tetanus, and it would also prevent fleas and cockroaches from the sewer from falling into my hair.

I made an excuse for myself, and finally distinguished my behavior from the low-awareness behavior of Lao Yangpi and others.

Back in the smelly sewer, I thought it was almost dawn outside, and I had an idea of ​​the route out of the desperate situation.

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Although things would be really troublesome after I went back, it was better than spending every moment in this haunted research institute.

Frightened, we returned home as fast as an arrow could, and moved forward according to the map.

According to the instructions on the escape route, we had to go back.

But before I had gone far, I noticed that Ding Sitian kept coughing and her face looked wrong.

I thought it was because the light was too dark, but I asked her to stop and take a closer look.

She looked haggard, and her eyes and eyebrows were covered.

There was an obvious layer of green air, and she touched her forehead, which was slightly hot.

Although the fever was not high, her face seemed to be seriously ill.

I had long been worried about whether there would be any viruses and bacteria in the sewer crematorium.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but be afraid for her: "The Black Death and plague are not like contracting infectious diseases in this secret research institute.

In that case, people People have their share, so why didn’t Fatty Laoyangpi and I feel anything unusual?”

When Lao Yangpi and Fatty heard the commotion, they both stopped and looked at her.

Lao Yangpi was familiar with medicinal herbs and was half a barefoot doctor.

He looked at Ding Sitian's tongue, felt for her pulse, and said in surprise: "I'm afraid she's been hit by something."

Poisoned" Ding Sitian was very strong-willed.

When she was working in the educated youth camp, she would fight hard even if she got sick or suffered a disaster.

She didn't want others to pity and take care of her.

She wanted to hold on until we left here, but at this time she also knew that she couldn't hide it.

Now: "When I escaped from the incineration room, I was attacked by Jin Ling Gong.

As soon as the poisonous gas came out, I began to feel a little tight and sad in my chest.

Because I saw that everyone was fine at the time, I didn't pay attention to it.

I didn't feel anything even in the Russian room, but now this feeling is getting heavier and heavier, and I feel chills all over, I’m afraid I’ve been poisoned by crickets.”

The poisonous mist sprayed by the golden-scaled clam that spewed poison at 2 o'clock in the afternoon was very thick.

We were trapped in the incineration room at that time.

Although we managed to escape before inhaling the deadly poisonous mist, the poison of the clam was so powerful that everyone in the basement at that time I can't help but feel dizzy and nauseous.

I'm afraid I've probably breathed in some cockroaches.

Poison, the scaled clam is abnormally yin, and its poison is also a yin poison.

If a man has a strong yang energy, he will not think it is a problem, but under the same conditions, a woman is more sensitive to the poison.

Inhaling only a small amount of the poison is enough.

Ding Sitian couldn't bear it, and after a period of incubation, it finally started to attack.

It is said that the woman was poisoned by the poison spitted by the golden scale cricket, and her mouth and eyes turned blue, accompanied by symptoms of persistent low-grade fever.

She had visual hallucinations in her eyes and could see colorful colors.

If there is no drug treatment and detoxification, she will die within about 24 hours.

It can cause dizziness, difficulty breathing, general numbness, and in severe cases, coma and unconsciousness.

Finally, death will occur due to paralysis of the respiratory system and muscle paralysis.

In the advanced stage, Hua Tuo will be reincarnated and there will be no chance of recovery.

Lao Yangpi said anxiously: "It's hopeless.

It's hard to find this kind of detoxifying herb on the grassland.

Let's go back to the pastoral area and go to the hospital in Qili.

It will take at least two days.

Then won't this baby have to be treated?"

The fat man was also worried and said to me: "Old Hu, if you have an idea, don't you think of a way for Si Tian?

We can't let her die like this

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