Ghost Blowing Lamp II

Chapter 50 Russian Package
In the dark, I touched some hard and dry things on the table in front of me. I rubbed them lightly with my hands, and a layer of soot-like debris was removed. Judging from the feeling from my fingers, those things Inside the broken foam are hard bones of dead people. It’s nothing to touch dead people’s bones, but I clearly remember dragging that Russian zombie into the sewer and burning it like charcoal. The next few bones couldn't be burned, who brought the remains of the burnt corpse to the table?
I was so horrified that I didn't have time to think about it for a moment. It was pitch black in front of me. There should be matches and a six-headed candle holder we found in the room on the table. I wanted to touch the bright spots on these things first so that I could see them clearly. I stretched my hand forward, but what I touched was not a match, but a hard, round surface with many holes. I touched it carefully and it turned out to be a dead man's skull. My thumb just touched the skull. In the eye socket, he shook his hand and quickly threw it on the table.

At this time, at the position where the skull landed on the table and made a light sound, two green ghost lights suddenly appeared from the darkness. My whole body was shocked, and I felt my body froze in place like a nightmare, and my mind was completely covered by the ghost lights. In the photo, the whole person seemed to be hollowed out, leaving only a body like a walking dead, unable to breathe or think. I didn't believe that people have a soul, but at this time I really experienced the emergence of the soul. What exactly does the shell taste like.

Just at the moment when I was out of my wits, there was a sudden shock in my arms, the blade of the Kangxi treasured sword trembled and sounded in the sheath, the sharp buzzing sound shook the air, and the two ghost-like eyes quietly receded immediately, as if I had emerged from a nightmare. Breaking free in the midst of the struggle, he yelled "Ah", his eyes lit up, and he saw himself sitting on the chair, the candle in front of the table was burnt to only a small section, and it remained unextinguished, and there were some burning leftovers scattered around the candle. skeletons under.

I was dripping with cold sweat, as if I had just had a nightmare, but the dream was so real, the remains of the Russian zombies on the table were clearly in sight, all of this was obviously not as simple as a dream, I looked around and sat around the table to rest The other three companions also woke up. The three of them, including Fatty, were all covered in cold sweats and their faces were pale. Needless to say, they had the same experience as me just now. .

Ding Sitian's chest heaved and said to us: "If you say something, don't think I'm idealistic. This... This room... There is really a ghost in this room like the incineration room. Maybe the copper box A nightmare filled with undead?"

Ding Sitian panicked and guessed wildly, but no one refuted her remarks. Just now, she obviously wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but the four of them fell asleep like a ghost, and they had the same nightmare again. The bones of Russian zombies appeared again. I ran to the table inexplicably, it’s not a ghost, but I feel that the chill I felt in my heart just now is familiar, and I realize that it’s probably not the Russian who caused the trouble, and it’s very likely that the ghost in the crematorium is still haunting us, I touched the long knife in my arms, thinking that thanks to this knife, I would have lost my life for no apparent reason. Are these horrible things related to the copper box mentioned in the suicide note?The people in the research institute seemed to have all died or disappeared at the same time more than [-] years ago. What happened here?The more they don't know the truth, the more people feel untrue. Everyone thinks that there is no need to delay any longer, find out the map quickly, and leave the place of right and wrong quickly.

Judging from the burning degree of the candle, we slept for four or five hours this time. Although it was not planned, our minds were much clearer than before. I packed it, I found a cabinet in the house and put it in. Then I thought about how pitiful this Russian researcher was. He was locked up by the Japanese and didn’t run away sooner or later. He only remembered to escape when something happened. Maybe he would not be reconciled after death. , so I said to the cabinet: "A person should live a great life and die a glorious life. If you have not done anything beneficial to the people in your life, you should keep your own place after death. Although what you did was coerced by others, But it is also a helper, and in the end it is self-inflicted, but you can’t blame others. The sea of ​​evil is boundless. If you don’t turn back soon, what’s the point of repenting? Now that fascism has completely perished, we are not welcome to the things in your house Yes, confiscated on behalf of the people."

At this time, the other three people had searched the room thoroughly, and finally found a pocket in the fireplace. The pocket was obviously an old-fashioned Russian carrying bag, made of canvas, similar to the mask, without a zipper And buttons, there is a drawstring at the mouth of the bag, which can be tightened with one pull. This kind of bag has been popular in Russia since the First World War. This kind of pocket is a typical Russian style, simple, rough, bulky and wear-resistant.

The old sheepskin held up a candle to light it up, Ding Sitian and the fat man shook the bag off, checked the contents one by one, and found that the Russian's pocket was like a treasure bag, with all the odds and ends. Yes, look at the items he prepared, in addition to the water bottle and the field lunch box, there are even some money, which may be used to make a living after escaping, as well as matches, windproof candles, and several bottles of chemical medicine containing dozens of grains. Medicines, this kind of chemicals are necessary for fleeing in the wild. They can detoxify the colon, support combustion, and make luminous marks, etc., but we know the uses but don’t know the types of these chemicals, so we have to take them all together. These items are exactly what we need, Ding Sitian sorted them out and put them aside, and threw the unnecessary ones on the table.

Then I found two Japanese-style engineer lighting tubes. This kind of engineering lighting tube is different from our common flashlights. It is flat and square in shape, and the whole body is black. It has two cigarette packs and a fist-sized lamp socket. It is round and lies on a black iron box. There is no hand-held place at the back, but there is a fixed handle on the top. When in use, it can be tied to the chest with a strap at will for various short-distance lighting operations. There are also some matching dry batteries.

The other thing is some food. Back then, the Japanese army’s logistics supply was originally backward, and there was no large-scale supply of field rations for the troops at all. However, as some special units, the treatment they enjoyed was different from that of ordinary troops, such as the navy, air force and many special departments. This Russian People probably got the help of the Japanese medical officer, and stored some dried fish, candy, canned food, etc. I was worried that the food would spoil, so I tasted a little, and found that in the constant temperature environment in the basement, until now It can also be eaten, which may also be related to the special environment that keeps the Russian zombie alive.

There is actually a "Nanfang XIV" pistol wrapped in oilcloth in the bag. This gun was manufactured by the Japanese arsenal by imitating the German Luger pistol, which was the gun issued by German Nazi officers. The gun body adopts a semi-automatic locking mechanism. It has a capacity of eight bullets. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, our country’s military and civilians commonly called this gun the "Bad Box". Fatty’s family used to have such a trophy. When I saw the "Bad Box" here, I felt like meeting an old friend. I picked it up and pushed and pulled it repeatedly. After a few times, the gun was tightly wrapped in oilcloth, there was no rust at all, and the clip was full. However, there were inherent defects in the design and craftsmanship of this broken gun. There were many problems with jamming, bombing, and misfire. At most, it can be used for self-defense. The fat man doesn’t care about anything if he has a gun in his hand. Without further ado, he put the pistol on his lower back. The gun has not been maintained for more than 20 years. You should take it easy. Try not to use this gun unless it is absolutely necessary. The bastard box is also called a suicide gun. If you can’t hit the enemy, it’s too small. .”

The fat man was about to brag to me about his skill with guns, when Ding Sitian suddenly said joyfully, "This piece of paper may be the map of the research institute." As we spoke, we picked up a blueprint from the miscellaneous items, and we stopped talking, hurriedly I took the map and looked at it by the light of the candle. I was a little disappointed. There were two maps, one big and one small. It's messy, and the other large-scale map is a topographic map of the surrounding area of ​​Baiyan Cave, connecting the desert to the north and the grassland to the south. Lao Yangpi has always been familiar with those places, so this map doesn't mean much to us.

Looking at the structure map of the research institute again and again, I found that the place is very large. Although the map is simple, it is intuitive and easy to understand, and it is also perfect. It is mainly the waterways distributed vertically and horizontally under the research institute. Judging from the marks drawn on the map , the Russian's escape route started from this basement, followed the direction of the water, passed the underground water pipe in the crematorium, and then bypassed the completely enclosed prison area, and went in a circle to the north. "Fehn", he obviously wanted to leave from the north mountain pass.

We had lingering fears about this basement. After looking at the map, we immediately found out the escape route, and decided to set off as soon as possible. We packed up all the practical things and took the remaining bottles of foreign wine with us. Everyone's capitalist tail was not cut clean. When I left, I collected some rare foreign gadgets. I didn’t leave any clothes or shoes I could wear. I saw a combat hat in the room, so I put it on my head. I lost my dog ​​fur hat, and there was a wound on my head. , Not wearing a hat is easy to get tetanus, and it also prevents fleas and cockroaches in the sewer from falling into my hair. I made an excuse for myself, and finally distinguished my behavior from the low-consciousness behavior of Lao Yangpi and others.

Back in the stinking sewer, it was almost dawn when I went outside, and I had some clues about the route out of the desperate situation. Although the things after going back were really a headache, it was better than spending every moment in this haunted research institute. Terrified, we returned home as soon as possible, referring to the map and moving forward, and following the instructions on the escape route, we were going to go back for a while.

But before I walked far, I noticed that Ding Sitian was coughing non-stop, and her complexion was not right. I thought it was because the light was too dark and I misread it, but I asked her to stop and take a closer look. Covered with a clear layer of blueness, he touched her forehead and felt a little hot. Although the temperature was not high, her complexion seemed to be indistinctly ill.

I had been worried for a long time whether there would be some virus and bacteria in the sewer cremator, and I couldn't help being afraid for her: "The Black Death? The plague? But it's not like being infected with an infectious disease in this secret research institute. Everyone has something to say, why don't the fat man and Lao Yangpi feel that there is anything abnormal?"

Old Yangpi and Fatty also stopped to look at her when they heard the commotion. Lao Yangpi was familiar with medicinal herbs and he was considered a half-barefoot doctor. He looked at Ding Sitian's tongue, felt his pulse again, and said in surprise, "I'm afraid I got hit by something." It's poisonous..."

Ding Sitian is very strong. When she was working at the educated youth point, she gritted her teeth when she had a minor illness, and she didn't want others to take care of her. She wanted to persist until we left this place, but at this time she also knew that she couldn't hide it. Li said: "When I escaped from the cremation room, I was forced by the poisonous gas of the golden scales, and I began to feel a little stuffy and sad in my chest, because I saw that everyone was fine at that time, so I didn't care about it, even in the Russian's room. I haven’t felt anything yet, but now this feeling is getting heavier, and I feel cold all over, I’m afraid I’ve been poisoned by coxa.”

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the poisonous mist sprayed by the poisonous cockles was very thick. We were trapped in the incineration room. I can't help but feel dizzy and nauseated, I'm afraid they have inhaled some cockle poison more or less, the abnormal sex of Jin Lin cockles is yin, and its poison is also yin poison. It doesn't matter if the male yang is strong, but under the same conditions, the female He is more sensitive to cockles poison, inhaling only a few tiny cockles poison is enough to make Ding Sitian unbearable, after a period of incubation, finally began to attack.

It is said that the woman was poisoned by the poison vomited by the nymph, her mouth and eyes turned blue, accompanied by symptoms of low-grade fever, and her eyes produced hallucinations and she could see colorful colors. If there is no medicine to treat and detoxify, within about 24 hours, she will recover. Dizziness, dyspnea, general numbness, and in severe cases lead to coma, unconsciousness, and finally death due to respiratory paralysis and muscle paralysis.

Lao Yangpi said anxiously: "It's hopeless. It's hard to find this detoxifying herb on the grassland. Let's go back to the pastoral area and then to the hospital in Qili. It will take nearly two days at least. Doesn't this baby have to go to the hospital?" Life?" The fat man was also anxious, and said to me: "Old Hu, do you have an idea? Hurry up and think of a way for Sitian, we can't let her die like this."

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