The Legend of Biochemical Doomsday

Chapter 91 blast a way out

All this happened in an instant. Carlos tried his best to support the closed alloy door. When he realized something was wrong, it was too late to dodge. Fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu reacted quickly, and the two fell through the door without any risk. I went in without being crushed by the door.

Carlos lay on the ground, and before he got up, he turned his head to look at the heavy door behind him. It is estimated that this thing was designed with a fire belt and explosion-proof function. Otherwise, what would you do with such a thick door?The warning sound in the room is still repeated, warning the staff to stay in place and wait for rescue.The originally bright lights were also extinguished, replaced by weak emergency light sources.Ye Zhiqiu looked up at the hall. From this position, he could already see a part of the hall. Of course there were warnings there, so the soldiers had already quickly checked the exits. Because they could be seen here, no one came over for a while.

Ye Zhiqiu got up from the ground, carefully looked at the alloy door behind him, stretched out his hand to try it, and made sure that he could not open it with bare hands, so he turned around, and Carlos stood up from the ground at this moment, panting with lingering fear He said angrily, "Thank you."

"Remember not to do anything stupid next time." Ye Zhiqiu picked up the rifle on the ground and walked into the hall: "It seems that we can't count on the elevator."

After walking back to the hall, soldiers came back one after another to report that several exits of the hall were blocked, including the room whose door was blown away by a grenade.Someone found an electronic lock for the isolation door, but apparently they lacked the necessary means to unlock it.

Claire stood beside the electronic lock and studied for a long time, then sighed: "This is the shortcoming of forming a group without thieves."

"We're not running a group." Chris's right arm was hung up, and his whole body was wrapped like a brown bag.Most of the people here have regular military equipment, there are a lot of first aid kits, and there is no need to save bandages.

Claire sighed: "It's not running a group, so how can you face group destruction?"

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu was staring up at the air duct on the wall in a daze. The hall was empty and there was no furniture, so Carlos asked a few soldiers to build a ladder and stood up to check, but Soon he jumped down dejectedly.This is a military base, and it is not comparable to ordinary officials. Naturally, it is impossible for him to pull down the shutters from the wall with his bare hands.

He clapped his hands and glanced at Ye Zhiqiu: "A good news and a bad news."

"I know the bad news is that it won't open." Ye Zhiqiu said, "What's the good news?"

"What you said is good news." Carlos said: "We can't get out, and others can't get in. At least we don't have to worry about being raided."

"What's the bad news?" Ye Zhiqiu was very disapproving of Carlos's opinion, but still asked curiously.

"The bad news is I can't feel the air moving there," Carlos said. "The ventilation system must be off."

"Damn it." Ye Zhiqiu scolded, "There's a power outage here." Obviously, in such a deep place underground, the natural circulation of air alone cannot support the breathing of so many people. This is why Marcus wants to maintain the power supply. The reason, the question now is, how long can the oxygen supply here be without the support of the ventilation system.

"So we have to get out." Carlos said: "I'd rather be shot to death by'ran' than be suffocated to death."

"Will you suffocate if you don't say it?" Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him angrily, turned around and walked to the wall, where the soldiers piled up the collected weapons. Except for those that were retained, the rest of the weapons were piled up here .He lowered his head to find two grenades, and carefully dismantled the projectiles, leaving only the detonators.

Carlos saw what he wanted to do at a glance, and quickly pulled a shoelace from a corpse's military boots. After trying it, it was not long enough, and connected another one.

The two of them worked together to tie the detonator, and Ye Zhiqiu jumped onto the newly built human wall, only to find that the detonator was thicker than the gap in the blinds, so he had to jump down again.Of course there was no place to look for tools at this time. Fortunately, many people brought sabers. Ye Zhiqiu picked out two sabers that looked relatively hard, and went up to pry the shutters again.

The metal material of the shutters was much harder than expected. After breaking a saber, Ye Zhiqiu barely widened a gap and stuffed the detonator in.

When he was carefully smoothing down the shoelaces, everyone consciously hid away.Claire asked Chris in a low voice, "Will he succeed?"

This was obviously the voice of other soldiers, so it immediately attracted attention. Chris took a breath and said in a low voice: "You better hope so." , but this is an important base that the Americans have been operating for decades. The chances of catching up with the bean curd dregs project are too slim, and he doesn't know what the result will be.

Claire glanced at her brother, silently picked up the head of a wounded man beside her, and covered his ears with her hands.

Seeing that everyone was dodging, Ye Zhiqiu made a gesture, then pulled down the shoelace in his hand suddenly, there was a booming sound in the air duct above his head, and a puff of thick smoke floated out.

Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes and rushed out of the smoke, but the gas spread quickly, and the rest of the hall was not much better, and there were coughing sounds one after another.In order to detonate, Ye Zhiqiu was the closest to the explosion point. Although he held back his cough, he began to feel disappointed. There was no scene of bricks and stones flying around as he imagined. Obviously, the explosion was not very successful.

Just as the few grenades that exploded in that room failed to bring down the walls, neither did the two detonators.What Ye Zhiqiu is thinking now is to wait for the smoke to disperse, and then find a few detonators, but the amount is not easy to control. If he uses too much, he is afraid that the roof will blow up.

Carlos waved his hands and emerged from the smoke. He was not far from the explosion point, and now his face was covered in dust and gunpowder smoke."It didn't work," he cried out.

"At least we have to see the effect." Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to disappoint him, and immediately replied: "We have to judge the amount of 'medicine'."

"I didn't know you were an expert in blasting." Carlos said loudly, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

"At least I know how to detonate it." Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him, and walked towards the wall. There was no air flow in the hall, and it was too slow to wait for the smoke and dust to fall to the ground by its own weight. He had no time to wait.

This time, the soldiers were not summoned to build a ladder, and Carlos did the job by himself.Ye Zhiqiu jumped on his shoulders, and Carlos slowly stood up straight, just enough for Ye Zhiqiu's head to reach the blinds.The smoke and dust here is still very serious, and the visibility is very low. Ye Zhiqiu turned on the tactical light in his hand, carefully looked at the condition of the vents, and found desperately that the blinds were still there, and there was no change under the vents. There was an obvious crack on the upper edge near the roof, which meant that if he organized another explosion, it was likely that nothing happened to the wall, but the ceiling would be blown down first.

He murmured a curse, trying to get closer and see the depth of the crack through the gap in the shutter.At this moment, Carlos heard Ye Zhiqiu's scolding, and felt something bad in his heart, so he raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he raised his head, his shoulders shrugged naturally, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't stand still. He held the tactical light in one hand, and hurriedly grabbed the blind in front of him with the other hand to stabilize his body. As a result, the body failed to maintain its balance and fell directly from Carlos' shoulders.

Ye Zhiqiu's reaction was quick. While in the air, he retracted his abdomen and curled up his legs, keeping his feet on the ground. Although he staggered and took a step back, he didn't fall.

Carlos didn't expect him to fall from the top, and he was also shocked. The two of them were facing each other now. They looked at each other, and stared blankly at Ye Zhiqiu's hand, which was still firmly grasping a piece of paper. A shutter, the window is very complete, and the eight expansion bolts used to fix it are still on it. With Ye Zhiqiu's hand, the last piece of cement on it fell to the ground with a soft sound.