Doomsday rat

Chapter 455: The Alarm Canned Can
"Crack..." Putting away the package, Hong Tao rested his head on the backpack, put down the hood to keep the searchlight from dazzling, and hid his face deeply, his breathing gradually became steady.But the hand leaning against the wall has not been idle, it has already drawn out the gun, and loaded it with one hand under the thigh.

Just when he was looking at the package, he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if he was being targeted by wild animals while hunting in the forest.But there are no beasts here, only people staring at him.

But where is this person, I really can't feel it.So he decided to use his tricks to see where Xiao Xiao was tired of living, and he had to hit Yuluo's gun to live a good life.

5 minutes... 10 minutes... 15 minutes... That feeling is still there, but the street is silent except for the searchlights that sweep past from time to time. In the silence, you can hear mice walking by the wall not far away, scratching their paws on the concrete floor the sound of.

Finally, there was movement in the dark street diagonally opposite. A few figures accurately grasped the timing when the two searchlights in the north and south were staggered, and swiftly and silently crossed the road, hiding in the darkness again.

"You're so patient!" All this was hidden from the sentinel on the wooden tower but not from Hong Tao's eyes. He quietly raised his wrist and looked at his watch. From what he felt, a full half hour had passed.

Judging from the endurance of these people and their familiarity with searchlights, I met a repeat offender today, but it was too dark, and I knew that there must be more than two people on the other side, and the exact number is not clear.

"Boom..." About 10 minutes later, there was a slight sound of a heavy object falling from the side and rear.

It seems that those black shadows just came at me. They ran to the side of the street, but they didn't dare to approach me from the street. They were afraid of being spotted by the searchlights, so they chose to go around behind the house and jump over the wall to hide. The corner took the opportunity to steal something from me.

It's getting closer... it's getting closer... Hong Tao can probably hear the footsteps of three or four people, approaching the corner along the base of the wall.Soon, a person had already passed the corner of the wall, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his deliberately suppressed breathing, and he only needed to take two more steps to touch his body.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..." Just as Hong Tao slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, aiming at the left side of his body from under the cloak and preparing to pull the trigger, a series of crisp metal impacts broke the quiet street, making it extremely ear-piercing. In an instant, both the north and south searchlights were attracted.

Soon there were heavy footsteps coming from the north. It seemed that the sentinel on duty was quite responsible and ran over to check.The result of the inspection was another series of metal crashes, and the sentry kicked a tin can hard to the side of the road, just rolling to Hong Tao's feet.

"It's an evil door..." After all this trouble, before the sentinel came over, the few people hiding on the side of the shop had already fled over the wall.Hong Tao stopped pretending to be asleep, reached out to pick up the can, and looked at it carefully by the light of the cigarette, which looked familiar.

When passing through the town west of Huocheng during the day, a little boy ran out of a high-rise building, chasing canned luncheon meat that looked like it.It stands to reason that there are many such cans, not necessarily the one that the little boy chased during the day.But as soon as he picked up the can, Hong Tao felt that the possibility of it was quite high.

There was still moist grease in the tin, apparently recently opened.If you just saw a can during the day and encountered the same can at night, it is not without the possibility of a coincidence, but the other possibility should be greater.

"This is repaying my favor!"

Putting down the oily can, Hong Tao grinned to one side.No matter who threw the tin box, there was only one purpose, to destroy those people's attempts to steal their things.

Whether it was the little boy or not, it seemed likely from the distance the can was thrown.If it was thrown by an adult, I dare not say that I threw it directly on my head, but I had to cross the road and throw it on the sidewalk.If it can hit the door, window or wall of the shop, the sound will be louder, and the reminder or alarm effect will be stronger.

If it was really the little boy who threw it, it would make sense.In the morning, he shot and killed the zombies in the town and saved the little girl who was with him.At night, the child found that someone was going to steal him, so he threw the empty can and called the police.

But whether these two children did it, Hong Tao really didn't have the time to investigate. The red-robed nun came almost at the opening time of the shop, and handed over a plastic seal similar to a work card. On it was Hong Tao with disheveled hair and closed eyes. Frowning Yuzhao.The effect was so good that even Hong Tao himself couldn't recognize the person in the photo at a glance.

With this temporary pass, Hong Tao could no longer stay in the inhabited area, so he could only ride away with his back bearing Iszawi's expectant eyes, and took the two boxes of medicine out of the checkpoint by the way.

Iszawi was right. When the sentry saw the pass when he left the settlement, he only asked him to take off his hood and let him go without even taking off his glasses.

However, the feeling of being stared at last night reappeared.However, there are too many refugees coming and going on the road, and it is impossible to find them.I had to cross the Ili River, throw the two boxes of medicine into the ditch on the side of the road according to the method agreed with Iszhawei in advance, and then walk on my own.

After Hong Tao thought about it, it was better not to go back the same way, lest someone raid his old nest.Just go directly south to Zhaosu, wait until you enter the mountain, and then find a path to bypass Huocheng.

I dare not brag about anything else. After several years of experience, coupled with the background of previous lives and the mountain life experience taught by the Crimean, Hong Tao dares to assert that he is not the best, but no one can do it in the mountains and forests. Track yourself and be undetected.

Sure enough, after entering the mountainous area, Hong Tao found two people dressed as refugees far behind.It is not clear who the other party is for the time being, it is not easy to kill, it will cause alertness and even trouble, the only way is to let them follow, follow them to the distance you want them to go, and then get rid of them.

In this way, when they go back, they will report to the instigator that they are going in the southerly direction, and deduce in turn that their old nest is likely to be in the vicinity of Tekes, Zhaosu, or even further mountainous areas.

With the experience of successfully entering the Yining residential area this time, Hong Tao felt much more at ease after understanding the geographical location, checkpoint layout and basic rules here.

From this day until August, he delivered fine-wool mutton carefully raised in the Crimea and cheese made from goat's milk and mare's milk to the Yining base almost twice a month.

Of course, I would help Iszawi bring some goods in and out every time. In the first few times, I just took them out. Later, the efficiency became higher and it became a two-way operation.And the number of being followed has gradually decreased. It seems that some people have lost interest in themselves as a hard-working herdsman.

Iszhawei will make an appointment with a time and a relatively secluded place, meet up with a person dressed as a refugee when Hong Tao is delivering the goods, take some things from him, and bring them into the refugee area along the way.

When Hong Tao left, he took some out, and repeatedly told him not to open the package.It looked like the first time the two boxes of pills had been opened, they knew about it.

It's a pity that Crimea's daughter-in-law has never been found, not because the money and items are not enough to buy a woman, but because there is no goal at all.If the Kuitun branch base is small in scale and has a single military purpose, it is normal to lack female survivors.

But in a refugee area like Yining, where 20,000 people live together, it's unreasonable not to meet even a slightly younger woman.It's not that there are no young women, it's that there are no young women in the refugee area.

There are quite a lot of women in the base. Every day, nuns wearing white, red and black cloaks and big hoods can be seen coming out in a line, scattered to every corner of the settlement, and The little biscuits in the box attract children's attention and take the opportunity to teach some religious knowledge.Whoever can recite next time will get more biscuits and even candies.

Slowly, Hong Tao finally understood what was going on from Iszhawei, Zhang Pinggui and other refugees.Every year, the base drives out some residents who are old, frail or have made mistakes, and at the same time opens up some quotas to absorb useful refugees from the settlements to join them. The most likely candidates are girls and young women.

(End of this chapter)