Seeing a new companion who had lost their weapons and didn't know how to treat them next, it didn't make any statement, and it seemed very numb.

One or two hundred of them were squatting or sitting, but they were all wrapped up like sheep.

There is no fence in the sheep pen, but only a circle drawn with white ash. These people must squat in the circle, no one dares to run away or move.

Because there were four gun-bearing militants around them looking at them, their faces were careless, and they made fun of the people in the sheep pen from time to time.

Feeling this atmosphere, Ge Zhen couldn't help but admire the simplicity of the people here.

They have extraordinary strict boundaries between failure or victory. If they win, they can do whatever they want. If they fail, they will be honest and be the lamb to be slaughtered, and may not even have the desire to resist.

It was getting darker and the entire yard was illuminated by bonfires and several braziers. There was a brazier next to the sheep pen to guard the remaining defeated soldiers.

Ge Zhen knew that his time was limited, and Su Guoshi had entered the clown's room for nearly an hour and might come out soon.

And now the sky is just right, you can take action.

He raised his head slightly to observe the militants around him, slowly moving backwards to the edge of the circle to the west.

Here is a big tree, and the big tree is darker and there is no one.

Ge Zhen flipped his right hand, pinched the sharp scalpel, and took advantage of the moment when the guards turned their faces, he raised his hand and swung it towards the lighted brazier.

"Clang!"

The brazier fell from the wooden rack and smashed to the ground. The faint lighting disappeared immediately. The four militants in charge of the guard subconsciously turned their heads to look.

At this moment, Ge Zhen rolled silently under the tree, left the sheep pen and came to the big tree.

The militants guarding did not notice it, and the remnants who also turned their faces away were not noticed when they heard the sound.

"What's going on?"

"The brazier fell."

"No, look at it, bow your head to me, otherwise you will be shot and executed on the spot!"

“…”

The sound of words sounded, and the chaos disappeared in a short time, but Ge Zhen had already touched the depths of the station without any danger and came straight to the location of the ammunition depot.

The ammunition depot of the armed organizations here will not be hidden very deeply. Generally, a house is used to store weapons and ammunition, and can be quickly transported when needed.

The same is true for the ammunition depot here. In order to prevent the ammunition from getting damp, the wooden house was raised by nearly half a meter, with a staircase at the main entrance, and dozens of centimeters were vacant under the surroundings, which was enough to accommodate the bodies of adults to roll in.

The armed militants with guns kept walking around patrolling each other to ensure that there would be no problems with the ammunition depot.

Their patrols are facing each other and facing each other. From the maximum distance between them, they turn around and walk to the door. There are a total of ten steps.

“One, two, three, four…”

Ge Zhen counted silently in his heart. When he saw the two sentries walking to the farthest facing each other, he quickly climbed forward a few meters. When the other party started to face each other, he immediately lay on the ground motionless, and turned himself into a dead object with the help of darkness.

The sentry walked step by step, and then went from facing each other to facing each other, with the same frequency, and the field of vision slowly left the middle position.
Chapter completed!