After watching Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen return to the car and drove the jeep to a hidden place not far away, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong each checked the "Ice Moss" pistol and "United 202" on their armed belts. A pistol, and the Berserker assault rifle on his body.
After confirming all the details, they squatted down alternately, and re-tyed the shoelaces of the military boots, so as not to make any mistakes.
After completing the corresponding things, they carried their assault rifles and walked towards the square along the tattered concrete road neither fast nor slow.
Although it is autumn and the weather has turned cold, there are still many mosquitoes in the overgrown places, circling around Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, buzzing non-stop.
Long Yuehong held back for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask:
"Do you have to take turns to drive away mosquitoes?"
He believes that someone must be in charge of vigilance at all times.
"Would you like me to help you?" Shang Jianyao said, looking at the black mosquitoes that fluttered on Long Yuehong's face.
Long Yuehong asked cautiously:
"Are you trying to slap me?"
"Would you think of me too badly?" Shang Jianyao laughed dumbly.
He immediately took out a plastic vial the height of his index finger from his clothes pocket, unscrewed the cap, and sprayed himself a few times:
"Did you forget that our company is called 'Pangu Biological'
"This repellent works, hey, it's pretty good."
Long Yue asked with red eyes a little straight:
"You, when did you take it? Wasn't it in the car?"
- There are almost no mosquitoes inside the "Pangu Creature". In the past few days after coming to the surface, Long Yuehong has never felt troubled by mosquitoes, so she forgot that there is such a thing as mosquito repellent.
"I put it on my body when I was on duty before." Shang Jianyao replied calmly.
"Me, why didn't I encounter mosquitoes when I was on duty at night?" Long Yuehong was deeply puzzled.
Shang Jianyao glanced at him:
"Just think about it with your head and you'll know the answer."
Seeing Long Yuehong, he still didn't understand, and Shang Jianyao announced the answer:
"For the past two days, the team leader and I are on duty first, and she will spray mosquito repellent around.
"Actually, when she first made a bonfire, she also sprayed, didn't you see it?"
"..." Long Yuehong didn't expect the answer to be so simple.
In order not to be mocked by Shang Jianyao, he immediately pointed to the right and said:
"Let's take a look at those buildings first. The team leader said it was a hospital and a radio station."
He was referring to the three buildings on the right side of the concrete road enclosing an open square, one of which had collapsed.
"Okay." Shang Jianyao was about to put away the bottle of mosquito repellent.
"Me, what about me?" Long Yuehong's mouth was half open, shocked, stunned, and dazed.
Shang Jianyao laughed silently twice:
"You didn't say you were going to spray? How would I know if you didn't say... "
"Stop, stop! Don't learn the lines from the radio program." Long Yuehong interrupted Shang Jianyao immediately.
Shang Jianyao didn't tease him anymore, he quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and sprayed him. After all, this was in the wild, in the ruins of the steel factory, and the joke was moderate, so he couldn't be distracted and lowered his guard against the surroundings. Heart.
After initially getting rid of the mosquitoes, the two turned to what Jiang Baimian called a hospital and a radio station. The first thing they saw were two solitary pillars.
"Well, the gate has been removed?" Long Yuehong suddenly had a toothache.
Shang Jianyao said "um":
"It's called human subjectivity.
"If it weren't for the broken cement and bricks that can't be replaced, these two pillars might not be able to stand here."
"Tsk, tsk." Long Yuehong sighed twice and walked between the pillars.
Only then did they discover that there was a row of bungalows leaning against the wall in front of the building closer to the road, and they only needed to turn right to reach it.
If you go straight, you will go up the slope and reach a small square with a pond, a garden, and a parking lot.
Through this square, it seems that you can directly enter the second floor of the building by the road.
Long Yuehong gestured, and took the lead to walk to the aisle between the row of bungalows and buildings.
There was a narrow drainage ditch that was overgrown with moss and weeds.
Long Yuehong glanced left and right, and found that on the ground floor of the building, there were doors open here. The space inside was large and small. The two near the slope were connected together, and the external windows were completely open. With a little bit of shelter, the row of bungalows was neatly divided into small rooms of approximately equal size. In the area as far as the two could see, there was a table with fully open drawers and a high stool that fell to the ground.
Long Yuehong combined the terms "hospital" and "radio station" to try to determine what area it belongs to, but couldn't come up with an answer.
"Where is this place?" He asked not too expectantly, and didn't think Shang Jianyao could answer.
Shang Jianyao retracted his gaze, sank his right elbow, and slightly raised the muzzle of the Berserker assault rifle:
"Outpatient clinic."
His voice was low and firm.
"Ah?" Long Yuehong was surprised and at a loss.
He wanted to ask you how to identify it, but suddenly remembered something:
Inside the "Pangu Creature", there is a small infirmary on each floor of the "living area", which is responsible for the common diseases of the residents of this building, such as headache and brain fever. This kind of infirmary is divided into two parts, one is the pharmacy outside, the other is the doctor's office, the inside is the infusion room, and the other is the injection room.
In addition to these, there are three large hospitals inside the "Pangu Creature", which are located on specific and different floors, and mainly treat employees who cannot be treated by the infirmary.
Long Yuehong has been healthy since he was a child, and his parents and elders have not suffered any serious problems. Therefore, he has only been in the infirmary on this floor and the university floor, and has never been to a hospital, so he lacks an intuitive impression of the outpatient area.
Shang Jianyao's mother died of illness and lived in the hospital for a long time. At that time, Shang Jianyao went back and forth between the school, the hospital and his home every day.
After roughly thinking about the reason, Long Yuehong closed her mouth.
Shang Jianyao used his chin instead of his right hand to point to the bungalow:
"There should be more than one outpatient room, injection room, and infusion room here."
He turned towards the building area again:
"The two outermost rooms should be pharmacies, there should be iron fences on the windows, and there should be a gap for medicine, but now they have been taken away, the other may be the computer room, financial room, laboratory, etc. affim."
"Hmm." Long Yuehong didn't refute.
Carrying assault rifles, the two searched room after room, but found nothing useful. Even the remaining wooden tables and chairs were fragmented and incomplete, and it was obvious that someone had used them to light a bonfire.
In the last room of the row of bungalows, Long Yuehong just kicked open the half-closed wooden door when he saw a white skull, staring at the two black holes for a second.
He was startled, and suddenly raised the Berserker assault rifle a little, ready to shoot.
Shang Jianyao glanced left and right, and said in a low voice:
"Long dead."
Only then did Long Yuehong relax a little, and carefully observe the situation inside:
A wooden table fell to the ground, and several pages of yellow and torn paper were scattered in a mess. The white bone was leaning against the table, no flesh and blood remained, not a piece of cloth covering it, and many bones were lost.
"The former ruin hunters didn't even spare the panties of the corpse... A lot of beasts have come here..." Long Yuehong has also undergone strict training, and can judge many things from some traces.
As soon as he finished speaking, a small black shadow jumped out from the corner, ran to the side of the fence, and got into the inconspicuous hole.
"... mouse." Long Yuehong almost gave the other party a shuttle.
Shang Jianyao nodded thoughtfully:
"Can I eat it?"
"...Theoretically, yes, but there are too many bacteria and viruses, which can easily cause people to contract serious diseases." Long Yuehong tried her best to explain, lest her friend suddenly think, "If the team leader is here, he will definitely Said: It's not that there is no other way, don't eat this kind of thing."
Shang Jianyao sighed and seemed a little regretful.
"Look around." He took a few steps forward and squatted beside the yellow and torn pages.
Unfortunately, there is nothing on it.
But Shang Jianyao also saw something: the outlines and sizes of the complete parts of these pages are basically the same, and they should have been torn from the same book.
"If there is important information on it, they must have been picked up long ago." Long Yuehong expressed his thoughts.
Shang Jian Yao is noncommittal:
"Put it away first, and let the team leader study it again."
After speaking, he took out a bag and a plastic tweezers, clipped the pages, and put them into the bag.
The two searched the side of the building again, but still found nothing.
Back at the slope, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong went up to the small square area, and saw that the building on the opposite side had collapsed, and the four-story long building on the far right was covered with green plants.
Above the gate on the first floor of this building, there are three large red characters, which have become mottled and faded, looming in the green:
"Inpatient Department".
"Sure enough, it's a hospital." Long Yuehong glanced sideways at the building beside the slope, "This also belongs to the hospital, then, the collapsed building seems to be a radio station."
The top brick of the collapsed building has been removed, which shows the professionalism and patience of the relic hunters.
"Go in and have a look." Shang Jianyao walked to the inpatient department first.
There are a lot of glass slag and animal feces in it, but the overall preservation is still in good condition, but there is no hospital bed in each ward.
"No, the hospital bed should be very heavy..." Long Yuehong was quite surprised.
"It can be pushed." Shang Jianyao said simply, "Maybe he also brought a cutting tool."
"There's really nothing left... This is the relic hunter?" Long Yuehong sighed and followed Shang Jianyao up the stairs to the second, third and fourth floors.
Walking in this inpatient department always made him feel gloomy and cold, and the smell he breathed was indescribably weird, and the feeling that it was close to decay for a long time and only had a little residual smell was not too similar.
"It's almost there? It's nothing." Long Yuehong couldn't help urging Shang Jianyao.
"Well." Shang Jianyao glanced at the bathroom near the stairs, took out a pen and paper, and began to draw a map of the hospital area against the wall.
"Can't you do it out?" Long Yuehong paced back and forth for a few steps.
"It's coming soon." Shang Jian Yao was flying like a pen.
In the end, he drew a strange, suspected squatting symbol in the inpatient unit.
"What does this mean?" Long Yuehong asked curiously.
Shang Jianyao didn't answer him, he redrawn the same symbol next to him, drew a horizontal line, and said:
"There are toilets."
"..." Long Yuehong didn't want to talk to the businessman anymore.
After completing this part of the map, the two left the inpatient department and went down the slope.
After entering the main road, before they could find their next target, they saw two figures come out from the depths of the steel factory, each riding a bicycle and carrying a rifle.