12, smile gas 08(1/2)
The steps of the others also stopped suddenly, and they looked blankly ahead in the darkness.
What lies ahead?
The corpses of two people appeared in the barracks for no apparent reason. What about the others? Where would they be? Who can guarantee that when the light illuminates the front, it will not be your own corpse that appears? Who can guarantee that it will not be the next moment?
Will he disappear from this world like a little man just because he saw his own corpse?
No one dared to step forward. It was not until a full two minutes later that the blond man took a hesitant step forward.
Indeed, he didn't have to worry about encountering his own body, because it was already lying quietly in the barracks behind him.
After the strong man moved, Bai Song followed him and took a small step. Only Big Nose remained in place.
"If you're really scared, you can stay in there." Yu Feichen said. The little man spent the night there safely and soundly.
The corners of Big Nose's mouth were tightened, and he glanced at the barracks where two smiling corpses were lying on the ground. The muscles on his face twitched several times, and finally he followed them.
"They laugh so horribly." After everyone acted together, Bai Song seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "If you beat me to death, you won't go back to your room, then--"
His words stopped abruptly and turned into a meaningless "ke", like a duck whose throat was suddenly stuck from behind.
——As Anfield walked forward, the light of the oil lamp illuminated the barracks next to them. There was also a corpse lying there.
The corpse was lying on its back facing the ceiling, with its hands raised unnaturally above its head, as if it was still trying to grab something before it died, but to no avail, it collapsed.
This was a thin young man. A deep whip mark ran from the side of his face to his neck and was embedded in his clothes. The most eye-catching thing was that he also raised the corners of his mouth, giving out a calm and chilling smile.
Going forward, the next few barracks are empty.
The next one - a corpse clinging to the iron bars of the barracks door, facing them. The corpse's smiling face was pressed against the door, its eyes obviously closed, but because of that smiling expression
Too vivid, as if watching everyone passing by in the corridor.
"Did he want to open the door and escape?" Bai Song murmured.
Going further, there are corpses in many barracks. Some are one, some are two or three. The corpses are in different postures. Most of them are lying near the door, or clinging to the iron door. The shadow of the iron railing is cast on the corpse.
, leaving a dark mark on their smiling heads. This prison door will still restrain them until their death.
"Oh my god." The blond man's voice was slightly hoarse.
Yu Feichen withdrew his eyes from the smiling corpses and glanced at the others.
He himself is an outsider, so no matter what he sees, he can maintain the necessary rationality and calmness when performing tasks. But Bai Song and the others are not. Seeing the miserable and bizarre death of their compatriots who are also Korosa people, their eyes widened.
Big, pale-faced, immersed in great fear and sadness.
And Anfield——
Anfield walked in front. In the warm orange light of the glass oil lamp, his outline appeared softer, and his long hair was reflected. He just walked with a lamp in the deep place, surrounded by ferocious corpses on both sides.
In the corridor, the pace was steady and no expression could be seen. But when he looked away from the corpse and slightly lowered his eyelashes to look at the dim road ahead, a faint compassion that transcended race appeared in front of Yu Feichen's eyes.
They walked through the corridor and opened the door, and the cold wind blew Anfield's cloak. The whining sound of the wind was like a sad cry or a cry.
Yu Feichen took one last look back at the barracks.
"I remember some people," he said, "who were abused by the guards and couldn't get up."
When the prisoners went out to work, those who had been beaten and incapacitated could not pass, so they were still locked in the barracks. In other words, on this day in the future, their blond men and little men would also be beaten because of their injuries.
I fell down in the barracks and could not go out to work. Then, on this day, something terrible happened, and everyone died in the barracks with a smile on their faces.
"How did they die?" Big Nose asked: "Witchcraft?"
If Glod, the chemistry teacher, were here, someone might be able to answer his questions.
Because there is only one thing that makes everyone die in the room at the same time and desperately trying to escape at the same time, and that is gas.
In silence, Bai Song suddenly said "Ah!"
He said: "The things we saw over there at the chemical plant...those canisters! Those canisters were not gas canisters...When I served in the port, they said some troops would use toxic gases as weapons, like tear gas.
Things. They must have been poisoned to death in the barracks, but why are they still laughing? Why did they poison us? We—"
His voice suddenly stopped again, because everyone walked forward together, and the bodies of two asylum guards appeared in the area illuminated by the oil lamp. They were not injured, but they were smiling and struggling.
Yu Feichen leaned over and inspected the two corpses, confirming that they were genuine asylum guards.
"Let's go." He said: "We still have to go to the chemical plant. I suspect that their poisonous gas has been leaked on a large scale."
Otherwise, why would even the shelter’s own soldiers die?
No one raised any objections, and they quickened their pace. On the road, they found several more smiling corpses of soldiers and local guards.
When we walked to the chemical plant, almost everyone held their breath.
Under the pale moonlight, there were hundreds of corpses in the open space.
There were women, children, old people, soldiers, and people of all identities. The order was also very confusing, and they all smiled towards the sky.
"It must have been leaked, and everyone died. We might have been in the brick kiln at that time, and we died too." Bai Song looked over and said, "But the wife and children shouldn't be here, aren't they in another barracks?
"
Yu Feichen said: "Go to the laboratory building."
They passed through the corpses and the warehouse where chemicals were stored and came to the two-story laboratory building they had seen yesterday.
There were still those jars on the first floor. However, yesterday they were in a calm mood when they passed by it, but now it was completely the opposite.
Anfield shuttled between the reaction instruments and the large iron tanks and cylinders that stored gas. He coughed more frequently, getting closer to the tanks and pipes, and finally stopped in front of the largest tank that was two people high.
"Help me get up there," he said.
It didn't refer to a specific person, but Yu Feichen felt that it might be him.
He easily jumped onto a shorter jar. He knelt down and reached out toward Anfield. Anfield first handed him the oil lamp, then stretched out his right hand for him to hold, and then climbed onto the jar with the help of his strength. His movements were clean.
neat.
After coming up, he used a lamp to illuminate the mouth of the largest jar. Yu Feichen also looked over.
The level of science and technology in this world is limited. No matter how strong the sealed gas tank is, it still has a valve that can be opened with force.
The valve of the jar in front of me was opened, and a black hole was exposed. Not only that, the metal at the valve also showed irregular signs of melting.
"Someone opened the valve and then destroyed it with a strong corrosive liquid. The valve could no longer be completely closed within a short period of time," Anfield concluded.
Yu Feichen crossed his arms: "Maybe other chemicals were added to it to detonate it and speed up the diffusion of gas."
Anfield nodded slightly, then coughed a few more times.
"You..." Yu Feichen glanced at him and asked, "Are you okay?"
This is the center of the gas leak, and there may still be trace amounts of poisonous gas remaining. He is fine, but Anfield has a lung disease.
Anfield said simply: "It's okay."
His face was pale, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red from coughing, which could not be called good. But Yu Feichen felt that he had given enough care by just greeting him, so he did not continue the topic.
"Go down and take a look upstairs." Yu Feichen said.
He estimated the distance between the jar they were standing on and the ground. Since the officer couldn't go up alone, he certainly couldn't get down alone. In the end, he went down first, half-supporting and half-carrying the person down.
Climbing the cement stairs, the second floor is still the second floor, and the dissecting table is still the same. It's just that the dissecting table is full of people.
The familiar albino patients, dwarfs, pregnant women, and some people they had never seen before were all tied tightly to the stage with ropes. Some died with a smile on their faces, and some died with fear on their faces, apparently dying normally.
He died before the gas leaked.
In the corner of the room, next to the window, a doctor in a white coat fell to the ground, his glasses fell aside, and he was smiling. They had also seen him, the one who took the patients and pregnant women away.
Yu Feichen leaned over and pulled out a work record from his pocket. Yesterday, they searched the second floor, trying to find work records or experimental records, but unfortunately they were all destroyed. Today they found it easily.
There was a lot of information on the big desk. They looked through it and sorted out the important ones.
"We finally reproduced that unexpected discovery, which put a calm smile on the faces of the Korosa people who died of poisoning."
"They faced the sky and were purified and redeemed. This was undoubtedly the instruction of the God of Truth. The sinful people finally became clean again."
"On December 20, the colonel ordered that the Corosha prisoners be executed through collective purification instead of lining up and shooting, so as not to bring a psychological burden to the loyal black-badged soldiers."
"On December 21, the first batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional. 163 people. The bodies of the prisoners were incinerated and ascended into the sky, returning to the embrace of the God of Truth."
"12.29, the second batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional. 254 people."
"1.03, the third batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional. 197 people."
"1.14, the fourth batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional. 271 people."
"On 1.18, new Korosa prisoners arrived. The young and middle-aged prisoners are temporarily used for necessary labor."
"1.18, orders from Xiyun, various shelters explore effective management systems to prepare for the construction of a larger shelter system (I think the idle workers among the Korosa prisoners should be eliminated first to avoid useless materials
consumption).”
"1.19, the fifth batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional, 115 people."
"1.20, the sixth batch of Korosa prisoners were purified in the confessional, 173 people."
Thinking of this, Bai Song's voice trembled slightly - January 18th was the day they came here.
"1,23, the seventh batch of Korosa prisoners..."
To be continued...