Edge of the Apocalypse

Under the high temperature of the flame barbecue, a red spot appeared on the metal quickly. Because the window was blocked by a quilt, Allen was not afraid to be seen by the surveillance equipment in the hallway of the fire in his cell. Soon, under the high temperature heating, the screw that locked the metal floor bounced due to expansion, and Allen did the same, and blew up the other screws.

Retracting ability, after the temperature on the screws cooled slightly, Alan ignored the hot hands and quickly unscrewed them. Then use your fingers to poke into the screw groove and lift the metal iron plate hard. There is a load-bearing metal frame under the iron plate so that the iron frame can be held up and joined with screws. The metal frame is like a square well. Allen can feel the flow of air and the clear sound of water.

He gently lifted the iron plate and put it aside. Then the man got down and jumped into a sewage channel. The sewage channel is soaked with a thin layer of sewage and the smell is unpleasant. The passage is dim, but there is a sewage outlet every five meters. Light is thrown into the pipe through the filter of the sewage outlet, so it is not impossible to see.

Allen fumbled forward against the dark side of the pipe, and a few steps had reached the police room outside the gate. There were voices from above, and there seemed to be guards talking in a low voice, with a chuckle from time to time. Allen ignored it, and groped forward with the light from the sewage outlet. The direction of the sewage pipe is not complicated, which shows that the surface prison is not big.

The security force of a prison is directly proportional to its area. A small prison cannot be equipped with so many police forces. This is undoubtedly a good start for Allen and the others' escape from prison. After about 40 minutes, Allen has basically figured out that the prison pattern is H-shaped. Their confinement room is located in the lower left corner of the prison, and the horizontal sewage outlet in the middle of the prison is a hall for inmates to eat and let out air.

Allen barely saw a few dining tables through the sewage outlet. Of course, this place was used by ordinary prisoners. Repeated offenders like them who are about to hang publicly have basically no such rights.

But everything is not absolute, not everyone hates them like the warden. Allen knows very well that people on the surface can sometimes sin for a piece of bread. So, letting the prison guards let a few people out for themselves seems not a big deal.

He already cares.

Back in the confinement room, Allen put back the iron plate on the ground, screwed the screw back, and restored everything. Just touching in the sewage pipe, there will inevitably be a strange smell. But the confinement room may not be so clean, and the strange smell will not arouse the suspicion of prison guards. What's more, they would have to come in before they could smell it.

Allen took the quilt back and lay back on the bed.

It didn't take long to close your eyes, and it was dawn. Allen stretched his body, then tapped his fingers on the wall to test if Webber had woken up. The latter responded quickly, and Allen told him what he had discovered last night. Then he said: "I have a plan, but that requires bribing the prison guards. Unfortunately, I don't have anything valuable."

On the other side of the confinement room, Webber touched his neck and took a necklace out of the prison uniform. He typed with the password: "I can probably solve this problem. Now, tell me what your plan is?"

At noon in the prison, the prison guard Kona opened the gate to the confinement room as usual. After the door rose to the height of Michael, he struggled to squeeze his fat body in from under the door. Kona didn't like the job, especially the security guard in charge of the confinement room. The people who are put in the confinement room are lunatics and bastards! They are full of foul language and can always greet your whole family with the most dirty words.

But this time a few prisoners seem to be an exception. Except for the noisy and noisiness when they first arrived on the first day, the two days have been quite safe. Kona was a little unbelievable when he accepted the young prisoner. The eldest child in it was only fifteen or six years old, and these children actually killed the citizens of Rhodos Town. When he saw the reception report, Kona thought to himself that it was not the soldiers who were mad, but these kid lunatics.

But they don't look like lunatics.

But no matter what, it doesn't matter to Kona. As long as he does his job well and gets his monthly salary on time, so that he can feed his family of five, he will be extremely happy.

"Hey, sir."

When passing the confinement room No. 2, the eldest child inside shouted by the window. Kona glanced at the nameplate on the door and knew that the kid inside was Weber.

"What are you doing? It's okay. Don't trouble yourself." Kona waved his baton habitually.

Weber took off the necklace and shook it through the window: "Look, this is a silver chain. Maybe it's not worth a few dollars, but it's enough to buy food for a week or two. Look, I'm dying. . This thing is not needed, I want to give it to you."

"Give it to me?" Kona keenly smelled the sleazy smell in it. He raised his head and carefully watched the surveillance camera in the corridor turning to other directions. Then he approached and said: "What kid, do you want me to give you a full meal?"

"No, no, sir." Weber shook his head. "We have been locked up here for three days, and we will be executed in a few days. Look, can you let us go out for a while when the warden is away."

Connor snorted: "That's not going to work. Let you go out, if the warden knows, I have to lose my job. A mere silver chain is not worth the risk."

I'm leaving.

"Wait, wait," Webber called, digging out a ring from his palm. A gold ring, it was originally strung on a silver chain, but Webber took it off. Now they have to show this hole card.

"I'll give you this thing too. You should know that even if you work for ten years, you may not be able to afford such a ring." Weber gritted his teeth.

Cunning little thing!

Kona thought, but I'm smarter than you.

He stepped forward, crocheting his fingers and said, "Throw the ring out. If it is genuine, I will consider it."

Weber stepped back: "Sir, we have to make a good deal. If you don't help with my things, I will expose you to the warden!"

"Little bastard, dare you threaten me?" Kona sneered, but did not leave.

So Weber knew he had been hooked and threw the ring out immediately. Kona picked it up and placed it between his teeth and gave it a bite. He weighed the weight before nodding and saying, "Well, throw out the chain too. Don't forget, there are two in the police office."

Weber obeyed and threw the silver chain away.

In the evening, Kona brought in another prison guard. Kona knocked on Weber's door and said: "You can only let two people out, and only 5 minutes."

"Okay, please release my companion over there." Weber pointed in Allen's direction.

Kona nodded and winked at the other guard. Then he said to Weber: "Before you go out, you have to suffer a bit. After all, we have to take safety measures."

Then entered a password on the electronic lock by the door, and immediately the two cells were filled with the sound of electricity flowing.

Fortunately, Allen and the others were prepared before, and they used their source of energy to calmly offset part of the current damage, but they also groaned continuously. After watching the two teenagers fall to the ground, Kona and his colleagues got into the cell and put a source force lock on them.

Escorted by two Kona prison guards, Allen and Webber came to the prison dining room. When they pushed in, twenty or so prisoners in the restaurant looked at them maliciously. Weber whispered to Allen: "Your plan should work best. My father gave me the ring!"

Allen smiled: "You don't have a better choice now, do you?"

Webber snorted softly.

The two found a corner to sit down.

The restaurant is rectangular in shape, and the entrances and exits on both sides are guarded by prison guards. If there are prisoners making trouble in the restaurant, the electric batons in the guards' hands are not vegetarian. Allen turned to the exit of the restaurant on the other side and said, "Isn't there that exit? I checked ~www.readwn.com~ from this exit and turned to the left. There is the guard's rest. The important thing is that there is a passage there that should lead to the outside world. And that passage is the only way for us to leave the prison."

"Okay, then what do you want to do. I don't think those guards will let us go and let us leave." Webber whispered.

"That's why the prison guard let us out when the warden is away. As long as the warden is away, do you think some ordinary guards will be our opponents?" Allen blinked.

Webber slapped his head and figured out that Allen's simple arrangement included intelligence work to test whether the prison's high-end combat power was in prison.

"If you want to escape from prison, you have to choose today. I might miss the opportunity." Allen whispered: "Look at those prison guards, they still have guns on them."

"So what?" Webber asked puzzled.

"What happens if you let the prisoner take a gun?" Allen said quickly: "I will create chaos for you. You take the opportunity to take a few guns and throw them at the prisoners. You have to attract the guards in the lounge too, right?"

After speaking, he stood up and suddenly reached out and knocked over a dinner plate in the hands of a passing prisoner.

Seeing the food on the plate spilled all over the floor, the big man panted and looked at Alan angrily. Allen shrugged and said, "Yes, I did it on purpose. Some kind of hit me, big guy."

"You're looking for death!" The big man roared, throwing his fist at Alan's head and smashing it.

Allen lowered his head and slammed into the big man, knocking him out. The restaurant is full of good deeds, and everyone drank it and gathered around. Several prison guards outside the restaurant were chatting, and suddenly they saw a mess in the restaurant. They opened the door and walked toward the crowd with their batons.

Webber spotted a target, got up quietly, hid behind the criminal and touched it.