Chapter 29 Molotov cocktail

I saw that although Ding Sitian had limited inhalation of poison, the situation was still stable, she could walk and move, and was still awake, the early symptoms of the poisoning appeared after all. If she went out from the mountain pass on the north side of Baiyan Cave, she would reach the edge of the desert without a population and be further from the pastoral area. Even if she did not take a detour, she would not have time to send her to the hospital without horses. And what if the poison she was infected in a shorter time? Besides, who can guarantee that the road is safe and there is no problem?

I frowned, took the map and looked at it, and immediately made up my mind: "The Jinlin Fruit was specially raised by the Japanese Institute. They conducted research to treat soldiers injured by the Fruits on the Pacific battlefield. There may be detoxification serum in this institute. This possibility is very high. It is difficult to take three parts of the risk. I think the way to go back to heaven is the only way to take this bet and go to the main research building to find the antidote."

In the end, both Fatty and Lao Sheepskin agreed to this plan, and it was unrealistic to hope that she would be sent to the hospital for treatment. Ding Sitian was completely relieved to entrust her life to us. Doing this seems to be risky, but there is indeed no room for more choices. The best choice is often a choice made without choice.

In order not to put too much psychological pressure on Ding Sitian, I did not act too hastily. After confirming the route, I still moved forward at the normal speed. Anyway, I saw from the map that the distance between the main research building was not far, and it was too slow to go. If there was no antidote such as serum in the research building, then everything would be over. I was vaguely scared in my heart and always wondered what the antidote was? And among us, who could recognize what the antidote looks like? In the end, I simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, I wouldn't cry without seeing the coffin, and I wouldn't give up until the Yellow River.

Not long after, I entered a very open underground waterway, where there were many cement pipes that were connected. The fat man walking in front of me suddenly stepped on something, cursing and lifted his foot in the black water, revealing a few rotten dead bones from the sewage, and half of the leg bones were still hanging under it. I was about to see what happened, but in the dark, I found that the cement pipe we were in suddenly rotated.

Judging from the map of the research institute drawn by the Russians, the huge underground drainage facility is actually an artificial underground river. It is precisely because a large amount of groundwater was dug out in the mountain depression of Baiyan Cave that the geological environment cannot be built. Only by using spider-web-like drainage pipes to lead it out of the mountain, otherwise the groundwater will flood the area above our heads, and this secret research facility cannot be built at its current location.

However, the underground drainage channel is about to dry up, and only some sewage and silt remains. I think the water source in the mountains has dried up long ago. The groundwater route is divided into two parts. One is completely closed, and the other half is semi-enclosed. It can be used as an evacuation channel in an emergency. If you want to get close to the main research building, the nearest route is through the semi-enclosed pipeline area. The environment here is complex and the pipeline network intersects like a maze. Without this map, it will be difficult to find the exit smoothly.

We held the torch and walked to a hub area with staggered and open ditches. The walls here are covered with black water, with a lot of sewage and mud. Various ephemeral organisms in the water are breeding. They are located in the center of the groundwater road. They are about to reach their destination, but they found that there are many corpses in the black water at the bottom of the pipeline. Seeing that those clothes have not rotted, they are probably guards of the Japanese Secret Research Institute. The fat man pinched his nose and plucked the bones of the dead with his feet. Seeing this, we couldn't help but think: "How come there are corpses of Japanese men in this pipeline?" Just as we were about to see the truth, we found that the pipe was shaking suddenly, and it seemed like the sky was spinning.

But this was just an illusion of eyes, and there was no feeling of shaking under our feet. We raised the torch and looked up. The four of us were stunned by the scene in front of us. The wall of the tube one meter away was covered with cockroaches. These cockroaches all had black rice dumplings, with wings growing on their backs, which were astonishingly large. They were about three or four centimeters long, one next to the other, and were densely packed with thousands of people covering the entire wall. These big cockroaches were probably stimulated by certain components in the sewage. Not only were they half bigger than ordinary ones, they could also rely on the corpses of their companions to eat each other, as well as mice and tideworms entering this sewer channel to maintain their lives.

These cockroaches were originally lurking and slowly biting each other. At this time, a small part was alarmed by the fire and footsteps. They immediately jumped up quickly and instantly produced a chain reaction. The cockroaches in the entire pipeline looked like boiling water, rushing around without any brains. The wall of the pipe turned into a flowing black tide. Many fell from the wall of the pipe, and a layer fell on our shoulders immediately.

I wanted to call everyone to run back, but not only no one cares about this skill, but no one dared to open his mouth to speak. The big and small cockroaches squeezed off almost wiped out the torches, and they fell on people and crawled around. They might drill a few of them in their mouths. Moreover, the small cockroaches drilled when they saw a gap, and they couldn't stand the nose. They could crawl along their ears and into their brains, so they had to try their best to dust off the cockroaches that fell on their shoulders.

The cockroaches jumped very fast, and we had nowhere to run away, so we had to swing the torch in our hands to drive them away, hoping that the cockroaches would disperse quickly. Everyone calmed down and came back from the black tide formed by the large group of cockroaches. They tried their best to use all the useful guys. Finally, they used the torch to disperse the tide-like cockroaches from their side.

After a while, the cockroaches in the pipe gradually decreased. I freed up my hands and pulled the cockroaches on Ding Sitian and Lao Sheepsie. The faces of the four of them changed. They would rather let the evil ghosts get their souls than be buried alive by the cockroaches. The fat man said to us: "When the cockroaches disperse, let's rush over quickly..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he heard the old sheepskin screaming. His body suddenly sank down and was dragged to the ground by something in the sewage. Ding Sitian and I found something wrong and reached out to pull him, but the power of dragging the old sheepskin was extremely strong. Although I grabbed the old sheepskin's arm, I was pulled by the huge force and staggered the soles of my feet and almost fell into the mud.

Ding Sitian was not as lucky as me. She grabbed the old sheepskin's clothes and wanted to stop the old sheepskin's momentum being pulled back, but her arms were limited, and the soles of her feet were slippery and unsteady, so she slipped to the ground. But she still didn't let go and was dragged into the darkness of the sewer with the old sheepskin. At this time, the fat man had already taken out the southern fourteen-style pistol. I saw that I couldn't see clearly in the darkness and could easily hurt the target by mistake. This guy couldn't see the energy clearly, and he couldn't figure out the origin of these corpses. It was very likely that some people wanted to escape from this when something happened, but when they encountered something fatal, they were all in a stinky ditch. If they wanted to save people, they couldn't hesitate at all, otherwise they would be waiting to collect the corpses for the two people. So they pulled out Kangxi's sword and shouted at the fat man: "Don't shoot, throw the torch forward." As he said that, he rushed forward.

The torches of the old sheepskin and Ding Sitian fell into the mud and were extinguished when they fell to the ground. In order to save money, we were not willing to use the Russian engineer lighting tube. We just made several simple torches with furniture and clothes in his room. These torches have advantages and disadvantages. If there are insects, scorpions, centipedes in the tunnel, they can be dispersed from a distance with the torches, and we can judge whether the air quality is harmless to people. However, the disadvantage is that the lighting range is very limited, but you can't see it after a few steps in front of you.

I chased after me with a knife in one hand and held the torch in the other, so I had to let the fat man throw his torch forward as a short-term flare behind me. Before I landed on the ground and put it out, I saw clearly the situation more than ten meters ahead. As soon as I stepped together, the torch behind me flew out from my shoulders, drew a low parabola in the dark space, and then fell into the sludge in front of the pipe and extinguished it.

But as the fire flashed, I had already seen a few steps ahead of me, a large crack in the pipes on the ground, with a diameter of nearly one meter and no bottom inside. Several thick black arthropods and hooks poked out from it, full of black hard hair, dragging Ding Sitian and the old sheepskin into the big crack in the pipe.

The old sheepskin lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground. He didn't know if he was injured. He struggled to get rid of it, but he couldn't do it. The hunting gun was pressed under him, and he couldn't do it. Ding Sitian lay on the ground and grabbed the old sheepskin's clothes, gritted her teeth and dragged it backwards, but it was useless at all. Even she was quickly pulled in.

I stepped on the dead cockroaches everywhere, and creaked with a squeak, and made two steps in three steps to get closer. Only then did I see clearly that the one who grabbed the old sheepskin was a big money skewer. The money skewer was much wider than the centipedes and snails, and had fewer feet, but the hook claws were wider and longer, and the body could grow up to two meters long. The deep and wide gap in the drainage pipe was regarded as a nest by the money skewer. Because of fear of flames, I wanted to drag the old sheepskin to the lower level of the drainage pipe.

I rushed to the front, and with the light of the fire in my hand, I found that the abyss-like crack was surrounded by human bones, and there were a few scary cockroaches crawling back and forth in the depths. I was eager to save people, and I didn't have to take a closer look. I waved the long sword and slashed it down, trying to save the old sheepskin and Ding Sitian in one stroke.

Unexpectedly, the Qianshangzi was also very fast. My knife was in the air. It had already pulled the old sheepskin to the entrance of the hole. If the knife was cut firmly, it would not only not be able to cut it, but it would chop the old sheepskin. Seeing that something was wrong, I quickly threw the torch into the hole. However, the tide in the middle of the hole was too strong, and the torch was destroyed by the moisture in a flash. I fell to the ground in the darkness, reached out to hold the old sheepskin, and wanted to support the entrance of the hole with force, but the crack was more than one meter wide. But I didn't expect that Qianshangzi had great strength and pulled the black hair claws, and half of my body was trapped in the hole.

Ding Sitian opened the engineer's lighting cylinder hanging on his chest in the chaos. In the shaking light column, the old sheepskin supported a dead skeleton with his hands. The rotten bones were stuck in the narrow crack on the side of the pipe wall. He tried his best to hold on, slightly slowing down the momentum of the three of us being pulled into the hole. I saw that there were all the worm feet in front of me, and I wanted to use a long knife to cut it, but the terrain was narrow and difficult to use, so I had to slap the hole. Every time I stabbed it, a splash of yellow water appeared. I was afraid that the insect liquid would be poisonous, so I buried my face on the back of the old sheepskin, but my hands were not stopped.

Although most of the stings were stabbed by the random knife, they were not deep enough to be fatal. Moreover, this thing has strong vitality. Even if it was cut off a few pieces, it would not be dead for a while. Ding Sitian was dragged to the end. At this time, she had already lie up and grabbed Lao Sheepsie and me and pulled it back with all her might. The shoulders and arms of Lao Sheepsie and I were hooked by insect feet, and were restricted in the narrow gap. Both my hands and feet could not make large-scale movements. Although it was still able to hold on for a while and not be pulled into the hole, it was definitely not a long-term solution. It was impossible to escape with my own strength. I suddenly felt a leg that was held back by Ding Sitian and pulled back, but her weak strength was difficult to help. I became impatient and scolded that Fatty Wang for not coming to help.

Just when we were in a dilemma, someone behind us shouted: "Don't be anxious, poor and lower-middle peasants, I'm here to bring you cocktails!" The old sheepskin and I struggled to support us, while using a long knife to block the hook claws poked out of the hole. When we heard the shouting behind us, we knew that the fat man was coming up, but he was completely confused about what he was calling for cocktails. But at this deadly critical moment, I wonder what monster he was going to produce.

It turned out that the fat man knew that it was difficult to kill the money string immediately, so he opened the engineer's lighting tube tied to his chest, and while catching up from behind, he took out a bottle of liquor from the Russians, stuffed a handful of pills into it, and blocked the bottle with cotton socks from the wind, lit it and handed it to Ding Sitian, then carried my belt and old sheepskin and pulled out the front half of our bodies from the hole.

The money skewers in the hole were also taken out. When it saw the food in its mouth went out again, it was not willing to give up. It was about to pull it back. At this time, the Wang Ba box in the fat man fired two shots, making it shrink. Ding Sitian seized the opportunity and smashed the strong wine burning at the bottle into the hole. The wine that the Russians drank was like a knife in their mouth. The alcohol concentration was extremely high. In addition, some chemical tablets were placed inside, which might also act as a combustion aid. The flames suddenly rose, and the cracks in the drain pipe became a sea of ​​fire, which burned the cockroaches and Qian Skewers in it. I don’t know how many of them twisted and struggled to die under the tongue of flame.

The mould bottle made by the fat man was used by us when we fought the rebels and the Red Guards in an attack. However, at that time, the strong liquor was difficult to find. Most of them were replaced by gasoline or industrial alcohol, and the formula was added to the local conditions, and they used whatever they wanted. This kind of mould bottle composed of a mixture of various burning substances was first widely used in the Second World War of the Sufen War and was called the Molotov cocktail. I saw that although I and the old sheepskin had some skin and a few bruises on their bodies, they were not seriously injured. At this time, my mind was blank and I had no thoughts of fear.

I looked at the burning cave under the crack. The fire was getting darker. The cockroaches that were not burned began to crawl in and out of the crack again. It made people feel numb. No one wanted to be too late. So the four of them helped each other and continued to move deeper. The groundwater road was full of dangers. We were worried that there would be other dangers in the groundwater road. Looking at the sign on the map, there was an exit near the groundwater road, which could lead to the ground. It was already very close to the research building. So we accelerated our pace to go there. Even if we were a little further away, we didn't plan to take a shortcut in the drainage pipes of the more and more tides and cockroaches.

At the corner of the drainage pipe, there were iron ladders embedded in the cement wall. The fat man climbed up first and pushed open the cement lid. The sky outside was already dark. Then Ding Sitian also climbed up along the iron ladder. The old sheepskin was unsteadily preparing for the third one to go up. I saw him look sad, but it didn't seem to be because he was frightened just now. He is usually taciturn and always looks like he has experienced many vicissitudes of life. When he is free, he either smokes a pipe pot or sings the sour songs of his hometown.

After the Hundred-eyed Cave, he often sighed. Sometimes he finally got up, but soon he became disgusted. I thought to himself that he might have learned the truth about his brother Yang Erdan, and it turned out that he was harmed by the Japanese. Moreover, due to his superstitious thoughts, he did not dare to go out to save people. So he still missed him and could feel his mood even if he put his heart in his heart. Especially the crematorium may have burned the corpse of his brother, and it made people feel moved when they touched the scene. How could it not make people worry?

So in order to show sympathy, when Lao Sheepsie climbed the iron ladder, I patted Lao Sheepsie on the shoulder and comforted him: "I understand your mood. I don't think too much about your brother's affairs. After all, it's all the things in the past. People still have to think more openly. We must look forward to everything."

When Lao Sheepsie saw me young, he was surprised to say such words. He climbed up and asked me: "Your baby knows what I am thinking? I am just one brother. How many brothers do you have in your baby's family?"

I thought to myself that I was the only child in my family, unlike the popular socialist family at that time, and there were no other biological brothers and sisters. But I couldn't say this, so I said to Lao Sheepsie: "You have to think so, the suffering people in the world are our class brothers."
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