death of hope

Chapter 345 "Corporate Warrior" (260) Body Bag
"Woohoo! It's so cool to screw the throttle all the way!"

Lodayev rode an off-road motorcycle all the way, and the four-wheeled vehicle behind him was inconvenient to pass through the ruins. Lynch held the steering wheel tightly and followed the smoke and dust thrown by the tail of the motorcycle.

"Follow up, boss, you are too slow!"

Just when he was about to turn around and taunt with his middle finger, the front wheel of the motorcycle sank into the mud.
The powerful inertia caused the whole off-road motorcycle to stand upright, and the rider was thrown several meters away like a tattered rag doll. He fell heavily to the ground and bounced up. He rolled several times before stopping, and lay on his back.

"Fool! What kind of car!"

Wang Hongye was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. Before the car stopped, she opened the car door and rushed out. With grief, she took off the mask of Lodayev's motorcycle helmet. Then, she saw her boyfriend sticking his tongue out at her. , The look of a hippie smiley face.

"Big Sister? How's it going?" Everyone got out of the car and ran over.

"You bastard, why don't you play dead here!" Wang Hongye kicked her boyfriend.

"Hey, Roda, are you not hurt?" Shaft asked.

"It's all right. I'm wearing energy-absorbing armor specially designed for extreme sports. Normally, after such a fall, I bounced up and rolled several times. Even if I survived, my whole body would be broken and disabled. But look!"

Lodayev got up and danced the Cossack kick dance of his hometown:
"No shit! This sports equipment is really amazing!"

"You are not allowed to drive fast from now on, Luoda, everyone is very worried about you." Lynch said, "Besides, don't you want to get married too? You have to take responsibility and have a sense of responsibility. Your life is no longer your own, you can't Feel free to take risks."

"Of order! Captain!" Lodayev deliberately stood at attention and gave a military salute, and Lynch returned the salute seriously, making everyone laugh.

"This is what the old man at the entrance of the village mentioned. Look at the broken stones and bricks on the ground, which are the low walls that were demolished in the video, where the commune members were killed."

"How did they destroy the corpse? Watch it again." Shaft took out the tablet to play the video, and pulled the progress bar to the desired position:
"On the screen, from the first perspective, Selinger took the wallet and patted the executioner on the shoulder:

"Thank you, buddy, you will have a share of the money you earn."

"Well, don't forget brothers, everyone earns money, goodbye."

Selinger lit a cigar and watched the executioner get into the armored vehicle and jeep and leave, leaving behind a group of "professionals" in white plastic protective clothing to handle the dead body.

An excavator has already dug a big hole, covered it with two layers of plastic sheets and sprinkled quicklime. People in protective clothing stuffed the body into the body bag and zipped it up. Two people carried the stretcher to the ground. The edge of the big pit is thrown up;

"1... 2... 3... let's go!"

Corpses were randomly thrown in without any respect, as if the burial was not human beings, but domestic animals such as cattle and sheep.

Sailinger said to himself: "Huh, fortunately, I changed careers in time. What's so good about being a cockroach? I have no money and no fun. I hold meetings all day long to talk about the truth."

The corpse was covered with a layer of plastic sheeting and sprinkled with quicklime. Two trucks drove over and dumped the full load of soil into the pit.
Later, forklifts and road rollers came to restore the ground level. Finally, people in protective clothing took a few shots with shovels to finish the work. I don’t know how many times they repeated it. Everyone did it very skillfully.

Shaft said: "Look at the location of the burial in the video, it is between the low wall and the tree stump."

"Okay, turn off the video, it makes me feel uncomfortable watching it." Wang Hongye said sadly: "Sister Sig, let the dog down, it's time to work."

This beagle deserves to have a super strong sense of smell genetically selected. After sniffing for a few minutes, it barked and the puppy paws began to scratch the ground.

"Wow, the little guy has a sharp nose. It seems that the boss's rent is not in vain."

"Sig, reward him with a ham sausage." Lynch rolled up his sleeves and started digging.

"As expected of the boss, he just has energy. This efficiency is comparable to that of an excavator." Mehmadi rolled up his sleeves, spat on his palm, picked up the shovel and said, "What are you waiting for, let's do it!"

"Big beard, you are disgusting, how can you spit on others!" Lodayev complained, and also picked up the shovel to work.

"I dug it!" Lynch saw the soil on the shovel accompanied by white powder: "It's quicklime!"

"Use a knife to cut open the blue plastic sheet, and you can see the body bag! Dig it out lightly, so as not to damage the body."

"Oh... this smell... it's just..."

The team members pinched their noses and ran away from the stench of the rotting corpses.

Wang Hongye vomited, Lodayev patted her on the back, Mehmadi knelt down and prayed for the salvation of the undead, and Sigurdriefa comforted the frightened dog.

Only Lynch stood still, and the stench of corruption in his nostrils made him feel familiar. Many years ago, he fell asleep smelling the corpses of enemies and comrades-in-arms on the battlefield. He must rest well for tomorrow's battle.

Marcus Lynch has personally experienced a purgatory that is more terrifying than hell. His perseverance and endurance are far beyond ordinary people. He took out a gas mask from the car and handed it to everyone. He even put one on the dog, and walked back to carefully clean up the corpse.

Wang Hongye managed to stop vomiting: "Woo...what a disgusting smell...compared with this, canned herring can be regarded as fragrant..."

Shaft said: "I was also suffocated. After so many years, I thought there were only skeletons left..."

Even though they had put on gas masks and had seen dead bodies, the team members still hadn't overcome their psychological barriers, and no one wanted to get close.

Lynch explained while squatting to clean up:

"There are many symbiotic bacteria in the human body. When a person dies, the flora in the body will be out of balance, producing a large amount of carbon dioxide, which cannot be discharged, and the stomach will bulge, forming a giant state.
Some of the corpses will even burst, like balloons, and I've seen it many times on the battlefield, the way corpses hanging from barbed wire explode. "

"Boss, don't talk about it! It's disgusting!" Shaft almost vomited into the gas mask.

"I understand," Mehmadi stood up after praying, "The gas from the dead body was trapped in the body bag, and the worms in the soil were also separated by quicklime, and the decomposition process became slow. It stinks so much."

Lynch used scissors to cut open the plastic sheeting and the body bag. Although the body was highly decomposed and the human figure was completely unrecognizable, fortunately the clothes and fabrics were still intact.

After a long time, all the people overcame their psychological barriers and came to help, but after working for several hours, there was no gain. Obviously, the victim had been searched before he was shot, and there was nothing in his pocket.

Only found some metal and plastic buttons, and cheap watches, bracelets, etc., which provided no useful information at all.

The sky gradually darkened, but nothing was found. Lodayev said disappointedly: "At least, we have proved that the commune members were massacred, and there are videos as evidence."

Shaft shook his head: "So what, sue them? Sue who?
Even if he knew the identity of the executioner, he had already made enough money for many years, and went to a certain colonial star area to enjoy his fortune! "

(End of this chapter)