Radiation Secret

Barto was shoveling cow dung in a daze. His job was to fully stir the cow dung that had been added with nutrients. It had to be full, otherwise there would be no food.

Celine's hand holding up the vanity mirror was going numb, and Zhou Qingfeng was even more worried about being discovered, sweating on his impetuous brow, but that Barto was still there mechanically shoveling cow dung.

A guard with a gun strolled over, and as soon as he was in front of Barto, he could see a bright light spot. Barto's expression didn't change at all, he was still dumbfounded. With a wave of the shovel, he took a step forward , will let that light spot be projected onto oneself.

The guard found nothing and walked over.

call!Seeing his action, Zhou Qingfeng and others in the rocks heaved a sigh of relief, this guy obviously noticed something strange. [

"What should we do now?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"I don't know." Celine replied with a dull expression.

This is your help?It's better to just shoot an rpg and blast the past.

Holding up the binoculars, Zhou Qingfeng stared at that Barto and sulked, but saw that Barto knocked the shovel in his hand, walked behind a slave in front of him who was taking nutrition, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wood, someone is The mountain outside the town is reflecting light towards us, it is estimated that it is in the forest behind us, it should not be far away."

Barto lowered his head and spoke, but the shovel in his hand didn't stop, continuing to shovel cow dung.

"Is there someone?" The man named Wood in front didn't show any changes in his body, as if he said to himself: "What's going on?"

"I don't know. I just sneaked a look back and saw a hand holding a mirror. Maybe it was a runaway slave from another town, or someone else."

"Fleeing slave? I'll go and have a look." After Wood finished speaking, he looked at the attention of the people around him, tilted the spray bucket behind him, and poured out all the nutrients that were supposed to be sprayed slowly.

Barto hurried forward, and the shovel flew, covering the wet piece.

Wood walked slowly to the sentinel officer at the exit of the valley, and said with a charming smile: "Sir, can I pick some black flowers on the hillside?"

The officer turned his head to look at the hillside, and said: "These days, no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

Wood said again: "We don't want to cause trouble. We still have a few 'Jets' from our friends in the extraction workshop. I will bring them to you later."

The officer cursed sullenly: "You thieves who steal things, you should all be hanged. Go! Don't forget my Jeter." The officer greeted the sentry and let Wood leave.

Wood climbed up the hillside, and when he passed the sentry on the ridge, he kept nodding and smiling, and then began to look for the black flowers in the grass outside the hillside.

Black flower can concoct wound medicine. This is the only medical material that slaves can obtain. Usually, slaves who work outside collect some of it, and the opportunity to collect it also depends on bribery.

As Wood walked farther and farther in the grass, the sentry in the sentry box muttered, "Don't run around, you only have one hour, if you don't come back, you know the consequences."

"Yes, yes." When the figure of the sentinel was no longer visible, Wood stood up and looked around, surrounded by quiet woods. Occasionally the wind blew the trees, but there was no other movement. Go over the ridge and into the backside of the hill.

After walking a few steps this time, a voice came from a pile of withered grass, "Don't move, I have no malicious intentions."

Years of captivity has allowed Wood to develop the ability to keep his face unchanged, and he glanced at his feet calmly. [

Where is the dry grass? It is clearly a man wrapped in a pile of rags. From the gap, he can still see a machine gun in his arms.

Wood looked back, squatted down, and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Victor Hugo, and I'm a member of the Martial Arts Association." Zhou Qingfeng simply told the good things he did recently.

But Nawood's heart was surging and his thoughts were flying wild, especially after learning that the female slaves in Hongye Village had been liberated, he asked excitedly: "Then you are here to rescue us now?"

"I'm actually here to sabotage. Save as many as you can, but the most important thing is to rely on yourselves." Zhou Qingfeng didn't make any promises, he asked again: "What is Queenstown? Why is it?" Is there so much cow dung?"

"A drug called 'Jet' is produced here. They use cow dung to cultivate a mushroom, and then use protein extracts to obtain Jet from the mushrooms. The cave on the other side of the cliff is the mushroom cultivation room, and there is also an extraction workshop In the depths of the cave, we were in charge of spraying nutrient solution into the cow dung."

"How many guards are there? How many slaves?"

"There are about 300 religious people in the town, but half of them are production personnel. There are about 80 guards with weapons. There are teaching troops outside the town. I don't know the number. There are more than 300 slaves. scattered everywhere."

"I want to destroy this place and save you as much as possible. Is there a way?"

Wood hesitated for a while, and asked: "We have more than 300 people, how do you save them?"

"I want to hear your opinion." Zhou Qingfeng kicked the ball back again.

Wood looked at Zhou Qingfeng, and finally decided to believe him, because the opportunity was so rare, "You know, the town uses chemical methods to make drugs, and there is a special chemical laboratory in the cave on the cliff.

We used to have a smart kid named Mai Lang who learned chemistry by himself by doing odd jobs in the laboratory. He used the opportunity of dealing with waste liquid of chemical reagents to secretly prepare some 'sarin', you know 'sarin' ?I heard it's a poison. "

Sarin?Does this name sound familiar?

Salinya!

Zhou Qingfeng hid under his camouflage clothes, and froze when he heard the word, is this motherfucker still a slave?Even 'sarin' has come out.

This is 'Sarin'!This is not a low-end product like chlorine gas. This thing is a nerve agent. With a small needle hole, it can kill a person within a few minutes. It invades the human body through the respiratory tract or skin and mucous membranes. It is extremely lethal and hard to guard against.

Zhou Qingfeng's throat choked up, wondering if he should just withdraw?This guy in front of him is a slave, not a terrorist at all.I am not just playing with guns and cannons, others have evolved to use chemical weapons.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's dumbfounded look, Wood thought he didn't know what sarin was, so he explained it slowly, and finally mentioned, "Unfortunately, that kid Mai Lang was careless, and he was found dead suddenly in a few months ago." In the lab."

In all likelihood, he died playing with poison, Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself.

"However, we all know that before his death, Mai Lang said that he had prepared a lot of sarin, which was stored in the refrigerator in the chemistry laboratory. , and pour it into the ventilation duct, then we can leave in a big way."

Zhou Qingfeng said angrily: "If you really want to do this, not only the guards in the town will die, but you will also die." [

"No, no. The place where our slaves live is a separate cave, and there is no ventilation duct." Wood picked up a stick and drew on the ground, "Look, this is a valley, this is a cliff , There are a total of seven caves here, including four training rooms, an extraction room, and a guard dormitory. The smallest and farthest is where our slaves live.

Moreover, the guards will seal off the entire town at night. Except for a small number of peripheral guards, all the caves will be closed, leaving only the ventilation system working. I can give you a map drawn by Mai Lang, so that you can easily enter the deep part of the extraction workshop. chemistry lab. "

"You are thinking too simply. If 'Sarin' is released, it will be a threat to you as well."

"The threat is very small. The southeast wind blows here all the year round at night, and the wind is very strong. Just pay attention, and the poisonous gas will not float to our side. Only in this way can we kill a large number of guards in a short time, and we can get free.

You don't have to worry about us, as long as you release 'sarin' around ten o'clock in the evening, we will be saved. "

"You are not afraid of accidents. I can escape easily, but it will be difficult for you."

Wood's face darkened, and he said sadly: "Because you can't live for many days if you stay here, this is the place where the People's Temple Church produces the drug 'Jeter', and every batch of drugs needs to be tested for purity and potency. To test the potion, people were drawn directly from the slaves for live injection tests.

If you're not excited enough after the injection, it's not potent enough, and if you die, it's too potent.In fact, the newly produced drugs are very potent, and the priests will dilute them.And every month, two or three people die from this test. "

With that said, Wood rolled up his sleeves, showed Zhou Qingfeng the veins on his arm, pointed to the needle holes and said, "I've been very lucky, I was on the verge of death twice, but I don't want to experience the third time. "

Zhou Qingfeng looked at it, and said to Wood: "Give me the map, tell us the places that need attention in the town, and I will decide how to proceed."

Wood took out a few pieces of yellow straw paper from his close-fitting clothes, which were densely drawn with a schematic diagram of Queenstown. After roughly describing the situation in the town, he said: "You can jump in directly from the cliff, no Need to get out. I'm going back, I hope you can do it soon, they have the latest drug potency test tomorrow."

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, took out a walkie-talkie, handed it to Wood, and taught him how to use it, "Don't get caught, keep in touch."

Wood nodded, stuffed the walkie-talkie into his crotch, turned and left.

Zhou Qingfeng's eyelids twitched, and he decided not to take back the walkie-talkie.

Back at the meeting point with Jill and the others, Zhou Qingfeng gave an overview of the situation. Celine, Jill, and the others had no other ideas. After much deliberation, Zhou Qingfeng planned to go in according to the route Wood provided.

"Jill, let's rest first, and start to act at eight o'clock in the evening. Idea! We don't use the walkie-talkie, and use the individual radio station to communicate."