Junk Rat

Chapter 335: The group destroys the mastiff group

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Liu Xiaowei said: "The Tibetan Mastiff is too cruel. I don't know how many small animals will be saved if killed, but is it too dangerous?" After speaking, his voice became hesitant.

I said, "The danger is a little bit. Raise the hot air balloon. You and the lightning are waiting for me in the hanging basket."

At the moment, I opened the courtyard door and went in, killed the zombies, walked around the small building, and saw a truck parked behind the building, so I pumped up the fuel tank of the three-wheeled motorcycle, thinking it would be used again in case. Get a motorcycle and be prepared for it.

After filling up the gas, I stacked two stools under the roots of the backyard wall, then opened the two courtyard doors greatly, and then helped Liu Xiaowei to raise the hot air balloon, still tied the balloon to the tricycle. Then lit a cigarette and waited patiently.

At this time, the sky was already showing the white fish belly. I wanted to hit a goat or something, and sprinkle the blood of the goat all the way into the large yard of the animal husbandry cooperative. It would be more certain. It's a pity now, where to look for it. sheep

After smoking a cigarette, I didn't see the mastiffs chasing me. I clicked on another cigarette and only took two sips. I heard Liu Xiaowei yell above my head: "Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, the Tibetan mastiff is here!"

I threw away my cigarette butt, grabbed Chuan Yang Nu, jumped off the motorcycle and walked towards the cooperative. Liu Xiaowei cried, "You... be careful."

I waved my hand: "It's okay, don't worry, stay on top and don't move around."

In a blink of an eye, the dogs barked loudly, and the mastiffs swarmed over along the dirt road.

I stood at the gate of the compound and placed a few crossbows against the sky. Seeing the mastiff group rushing forward, I rushed to the backyard, stepped on the stool placed under the wall in advance, and climbed up the wall.

A swarm of mastiffs chased into the backyard in a swarm, flaring their teeth and claws, raising their heads and barking at me.

I started shooting randomly at the group of mastiffs, killing seven or eight Tibetan mastiffs. While other Tibetan mastiffs were looting the dead of the same kind, I quietly slipped down the wall and walked around to the front door of the compound.

At this time, the Tibetan mastiffs all rushed into the compound, and the sound of fighting, mixed with the smell of blood, came out of the backyard.

With a bang, I closed the two iron doors, and my heart was uncomfortable.

The wall is so high that the Tibetan mastiff can't jump out. This group has developed into a dog that even people dare to eat. The next destiny is to kill and devour each other. The final winner is only alive.

Starving to death.

I clapped my hands, returned to the motorcycle, raised my head and shouted at Liu Xiaowei: "You don't have to come down, I'll still take you away. Haha!"

Two days later, the three-wheeled motorcycle bypassed the Yulong Snow Mountain and arrived at the Hope Base at noon that day.

I stopped the motorcycle and raised my head and shouted: "Xiao Wei, come down, it's on the ground!!!"

Suddenly, I discovered that the base door was open, and a bad omen suddenly appeared in my heart. Chu Meng did a fine job. How could he not close the base door

Before I could think about it, I grabbed Chuan Yang Nu and rushed in, wiping around and rushing to the central laboratory where Chu Meng worked.

As soon as I entered the studio, I knew something had happened. The instrument tipped over, the screen on the wall was pierced by crossbow arrows, and the floor was covered with overturned items and papers.

I was stunned and shocked. I hope that the base is so secretive. Who found this place and took Chu Meng into captivity

"Where is that black necklace?" I suddenly thought of this, and hurriedly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, rummaging around on the table and in the drawers, my heart was cold, and the necklace was gone.

I was at a loss. I looked down. There were dried blood stains on a few pieces of paper underground, and the color was dark. It seemed that it was not ten and a half months since Chu Meng was taken away.

I was uneasy in my heart, wondering if Chu Meng's life would be in danger, and I rummaged among the messy objects on the floor, hoping to find a clue, but found nothing.

I thought to myself: "The gate of the base must have a password to open it. It seems that those who break in should be quite familiar with the base."

At this time, I accidentally saw that on the wall with one corner of the wall less than a foot off the ground, there seemed to be words written on it. When I rushed to look at it, I saw the word "Xinda" and only the third word was written. Yizhu, I don't know what the "new big" is.

The handwriting is red and black, obviously written in blood, the characters are less than a foot off the ground, and the handwriting is crooked. The person who writes obviously tied his hands and drew back on the ground to write with his backhand.

I wondered: "These two characters are upright. Most of them were written by Chu Meng. She caught them and left the only clue, but what about'Xinda'?"

Thinking that it was almost an hour since I had come in, Liu Xiaowei and Lightning were still outside, so they hurried out, who knows when I stepped on it.

After leaving the gate of the base, he was shocked.

The tricycle was still on the spot, but the hot air balloon was nowhere to be seen. I looked up to the sky, listening to the strong wind blowing from the plateau, but I couldn't see where the balloon was blown anymore.

When I looked at the three-wheeled motorcycle, I saw half of the rope still tied to the back of the car. I grabbed it, and saw that the rope had also been frayed, and there was an engineer shovel next to it.

Now I understand, it must be the high wind blowing the balloon and swinging it on the engineer shovel with the cable. After the rope is worn off, the hot air balloon blows away with the high wind.

At that time, Liu Xiaowei must have fallen asleep in the hanging basket again.

When I thought of this, I immediately jumped on the three-wheeled motorcycle, banged on the accelerator, and chased it northeastward along the wind direction, but after chasing it for about 30 kilometers, the motorcycle suddenly lost its power. I looked at the fuel gauge and it ran out of gas!

With a bang, I slammed my fist on the dashboard, feeling distraught and at a loss.

In fact, the wind direction at high altitude is not the same as that on the ground. In other words, the direction I am following is not necessarily correct.

I thought about it again, although Liu Xiaowei knew that the hope base was under the Yulong Snow Mountain, she was still asleep when she was blown away. I am afraid that she could not find the base.

I vented for a while, and had to abandon the three-wheeled motorcycle that had run out of fuel, and walked back in despair. When I returned to the base, it was already dark.

Walking into the base, I entered the password and closed the door. The password was still the nine digits, 781...150...295.

I hope that the base is buried deep underground. When the door is closed, you can't even hear the wind. In the deep **, I can only hear the sound of my footsteps, monotonous and lonely.

After passing through a few bars, I turned left to the food warehouse, which was filled with military field dry food.

Tear open the box, I took a bag of diced chicken rice and poured water to heat it up properly. After taking two bites, I suddenly slammed the lunch box to the ground uncontrollably and stepped on my feet like crazy.

He scolded himself: "You fool, you are so stupid that you can't wait to wake up Liu Xiaowei and enter the base together, right

After a vent, I comforted myself, Liu Xiaowei has a crossbow on her body, and Lightning is following her. There should be no danger. I will wait at the base. Maybe Liu Xiaowei and Lightning can still be recovered. .

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