Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 14 Survival from a desperate situation?

There is no concept of time in dim space.

Russell, who had a precise biological clock, knew that it was still dark, and less than an hour had passed since he woke up.

But waiting for death in the dark is really tormenting.

Even he, who has been fighting for his ideal so far, can't help but feel a little scared.

"You said, why haven't they come to deal with us?"

Russell spoke suddenly.

"Maybe I forgot to play? In the early hours of the morning, those scumbags must still be sleeping or having fun."

"Are you afraid?"

Romero didn't turn his head to look at Russell, who was leaning on each other. He knew that the expressions of the two of them were probably not very good-looking at the moment.

Hungry, under anesthesia, shut down in darkness until now, and endure the torment of waiting for death...

Even a person made of iron may not be able to be free and easy at this moment.

"Fortunately, there is still hope."

Russell didn't answer directly, but just sighed with ambiguity.

He dared not speak clearly.

But Romero knew what he meant.

This is not to say that the two of them still have hope of being alive, but that there are still a few people in the small team who are fighting with them, and they will not all fall here.

In the future, there is still hope for this cause.

"Or, think of a way to kill yourself."

Russell spoke suddenly.

Hearing this, Romero paused.

He wanted to refute, but reason told him it might be a good proposal.

To avoid inhuman torture, and more importantly, to avoid being tortured to the point of being unable to hold on, and accidentally revealing the information of the living companion.

There was a long silence, and no one spoke again.

Suicide also takes courage.

Especially in such an empty prison cell, it is even more difficult to commit suicide cleanly.

After a long time, Romero was about to say something when he suddenly raised his head in surprise.

Russell was startled by Romero's big movement leaning aside, and subconsciously turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

Russell frowned.

Instead of answering, Romero signaled Russell to shut up, and began to close his eyes and listen carefully.

Seeing this, Russell also tacitly agreed not to say more.

After a while, Romero opened his eyes with a hint of shock in his expression.

"What's the matter?"

Russell continued to ask the same question.

He didn't suspect that Romero was driven crazy by the situation, because he knew that Romero had indeed had unusual hearing all along.

"above……"

Before Romero could finish speaking, he stopped suddenly.

He vigorously dragged the body whose effects of anesthesia had not yet dissipated, staggered and pushed at Russell.

With his huge body, even though his movements were not very convenient and powerful due to the influence of the anesthetic, he still pushed Russell a few steps away.

Russell, who fell to the ground, heard a loud noise before he could ask.

What came with the loud noise was the dungeon ceiling that shattered in an instant.

Steel bars snapped and chunks of concrete slabs fell.

Inky horrors stomp on the cracked dungeon ceiling.

Looking up through the broken ceiling of the dungeon with the faint starlight scattered.

Russell could see that this was a super huge spider, perhaps more than ten meters high.

The surface of the body is black and reflective, like a polished exoskeleton made of black metal.

It was one of its spider feet that crushed the ceiling of the dungeon and stepped on it.

Russell swallowed, not daring to make any movements for a moment.

Fortunately, the spider monster didn't care about him under his feet.

Because the foot missed the ground, a few rpg fires hit its body accurately, and the fires of automatic rifles were also flickering.

Although these bullets were useless against the spider monsters, the rpg's flames still left a few black marks.

I saw the spider buzzing with some organ, then lifted the sunken spider's foot, and ran towards the direction where the rpg shot.

Russell stared blankly at the departing spider monster, before recovering from his shattered worldview.

He shouted the name of "Romero", and headed towards the small piece of ruins that fell down.

Quickly stepping over pieces of rubble of different sizes, Russell quickly found Romero.

Fortunately, Romero was not buried under the rubble.

Otherwise, the pile of reinforced concrete would be smashed down, and the big spider monster would step on it, and it would definitely turn into a lump of meat.

However, a broken short steel bar pierced one of his arms.

Blood stained the sleeves and the ground red.

Romero himself fell into a coma.

Seeing this, Russell decisively tore off his shirt, wrapped his arm pierced by steel bars, and did some necessary emergency hemostasis.

But this is only a temporary treatment.

The current condition of Romero must be sent to the hospital immediately.

Russell didn't care about thinking about the scary big spider outside, and hurriedly stepped on the ruins of reinforced concrete, trying to see the situation outside the dungeon.

The ceiling of the dungeon was stepped on by the big spider monster, and the height of the fallen reinforced concrete pile was just enough for him to step on it and reach the ceiling of the dungeon.

So he quickly grabbed the opening of the hole and stuck his head out with all his strength.

As soon as his head poked out of the ground, he was shocked by the devastated scene.

The huge spider monster had obviously rampaged in this manor of the evil forces before, and the corpses that had been crushed into flesh could be seen everywhere.

Fortunately, the big spider is gone.

He could hear the big spider making loud noises in the forest not far away, and occasionally sporadic gunfire from that direction.

As long as it's not on your face it's fine!

He hurriedly crawled out of the dungeon, and rushed into the ruins of the manor to search for the materials he needed.

rope!Or all kinds of fiber cloth!
The pile of rubble below was high enough for him to barely climb out, but there was absolutely no way for Romero, who was still unconscious and had his arm pierced, to come up.

He needed to secure Romero with the rope and pull him up quickly without touching the wound on his arm.

Romero, who fainted in the dungeon, needs to hurry up to get out, not only to be sent to the hospital before he bled to death, but also to race against time in front of the big spider that may come back at any time.

That thing is horrible.

The evil forces that brought down them every minute were leveled by that thing every minute.

Although the situation was urgent, Russell was unprecedentedly calm.

The current situation is not necessarily a dead end!

The big spider's kick was like a mechanical descendant, directly breaking the original desperate situation.

As long as he finds the rope, he can hopefully bring Romero back alive.

While thinking, Russell ran hard among the ruins of the manor, trying to find a rope or a substitute for the rope.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Looking at the curtains buried in the ruins of the manor, his eyes could not help but light up.

He immediately ran past the blurry corpses, picked up the curtains and ran towards the entrance of the dungeon, and began to weave a rope with a hammock with trembling hands.

This is an intense and lengthy process.

Russell, who was racing against time, only felt that his heart was going to his throat.

After going down to secure Romero in the hammock, Russell climbed up to pull his partner out.

But the roar that was getting closer and closer made Russell swallow his saliva.

Russell knew it.

It was the sound of a giant spider marching on the ground, and it came back after chasing into the forest, apparently having dealt with those who resisted.

Russell paused, and the movement of pulling the rope up could not help but tremble a little.

(End of this chapter)