Mysterious country

"Leng Shen, since this is not the home of the Devouring King, why are there so many Devouring Ghosts gathered here?"

Xia Xia Qi walked to the recovering Leng Yue at this time and asked after lighting a cigarette.

"The man-eating ghosts usually go out in groups and rarely go out alone."

Some of Leng Yue's answers were wrong, and Xia Qi emphasized:

"I know this, but this is the first quarantine area and the first area occupied by cannibals. Logically speaking, even if there are survivors, they should be very few.

There are so many man-eating ghosts gathered here, which makes no sense either emotionally or rationally. "

"Not sure."

Leng Yue shook her head and replied calmly.

"Well……"

Xia Qi was speechless. He thought Leng Yue could say something, but he finally shook his head.

Although he felt a little suspicious, he couldn't find any basis for it. After all, the Man-Eating King was not here.

"How are you recovering? Are you okay?"

No longer thinking about anything, Xia Xia Qi asked Leng Yue again.

Leng Yue nodded symbolically, then dusted himself off the ground and stood up. Xia Qi and Leng Yue then rushed to the next location where the Man-Eating King was suspected to be his lair.

At the same time, Tong Lao and other senior officials were in the command post.

"How is Mr. Tong? Did they succeed?"

"They said the leader of those monsters was not found there."

Mr. Tong shook his head and seemed a little disappointed, but this loss was only fleeting and he soon cheered up again:

"But it's not that there is no gain at all. They have solved many monsters. As long as we wait patiently, they will succeed."

"Well, we all trust your judgment."

Mr. Tong took off the headset at this time, and then ordered to the staff waiting aside:

"There are a lot of noises inside. Is it malfunctioning? Let's check it out."

"good."

Camp area, area F.

As the largest survivor area in the camp, Area F was overcrowded a few days ago, but now it looks desolate.

Although there are still so many tents, the number of people living in them is already less than half of the original number.

The rest are old, weak, women and children.

The patrols that could often be seen in the past have already been sent to the quarantine area, and only a few of them are left. Just like a watcher in a factory at night, walking around without warning, looking absent-minded.

In a tent, a middle-aged woman leaned to the side, wearing headphones and watching the video she had cached before.

Her mouth moved slightly, and chaotic tones kept coming out of it. She was obviously humming, but she was not in tune at all.

But soon, her voice suddenly disappeared, but abnormally, her mouth opened wide, as if she wanted to scream. Then, the muscles and bones in her body began to shrink until the earphones fell to the ground.

And in another tent not far from this tent.

The people living in this tent are a pair of elderly people in their sixties.

Although the conditions of the tent were limited, they still kept it as clean as possible. I also placed two pots of flowers and plants in the tent.

The two people just lost their only son the day before yesterday, because their son was forcibly recruited by the camp and then sent to the quarantine area, and eventually became a "glorious martyr."

So they were not grateful to the higher-ups at all, because his son bought them this cold and damp tent with his life.

This is a transaction, an inhumane transaction.

The woman washed her face with tears and continued to cry while sitting on the bed. Although the man also looked haggard, his mood was much more stable than that of the woman:

"Why are you crying? Our son is a hero, and the men who die on the battlefield are real men.

Besides, I still have to fight those monsters. I am too old and they don’t want me, otherwise I would have to fight to the death with those things. "

The woman didn't listen to what the man said and was still crying.

The man was also very irritable. Seeing that his comfort was useless, he stamped his feet angrily and wanted to go out for a walk to relax.

As a result, as soon as he lifted up the tent, he found that the two pots of flowers placed there had fallen to the ground.

Just as he was about to curse, the man felt a numbness in his abdomen, and then his body fell to the ground.

The woman's crying continued, while the man disappeared quickly at the edge of the tent.

The same thing is happening cruelly in every corner of Area F.

The soldiers who originally guarded the camp have long since disappeared, leaving only pieces of green military uniforms on their sentries.

It was blown away by the cold wind that was whistling by.

"Isn't it fixed yet?"

In the command post, Mr. Tong asked impatiently as he looked at the staff who were sweating and trying.

"not yet."

The staff member shook his head.

"Is it so difficult? Or you have lived a comfortable life for too long, and you have forgotten even the most basic maintenance!"

Mr. Tong is eager to contact Xia Qi and the others, but if the communication equipment fails, then there is obviously no hope.

"It's strange."

The staff member wiped the sweat from his face at this time, and then said to Mr. Tong:

"I don't detect a problem."

"No problem detected?"

Mr. Tong walked over at this time and took the headset connected to the communication device from the staff. As soon as he put it on his head, he took it off angrily:

"With such loud noise interference, normal communication is impossible. Isn't this a problem?"

"I'm saying there's nothing wrong with the device itself. The noise may be due to signal interference."

After hearing the other party's answer, Tong Lao's expression recovered a little, and he asked again:

"How to solve this kind of problem? I don't want to know the cause now, I just want the result."

"I'll test other devices. If the other devices communicate normally, then the problem should be on the other side.

If there is a problem with other equipment, it may be that it is interfered by some signal source, magnetic field, or other things that can interfere with the signal within the camp. "

The "opposite side" mentioned by the staff undoubtedly refers to the side connecting Xia Qi and Lengyue at the other end. Tong Lao did not continue to put pressure on the staff, but asked him to test quickly.

“Call number F!

Call number F! "

"Call F21!

Call F21!

call……"

The number F is the guard at the camp gate, and F21 represents the soldiers patrolling within Area F.

Staff kept calling them, but no one responded.

After that, the staff started calling Area E, Area D and other areas, but still no one responded.

The staff was so anxious that they gave up calling and reported to Mr. Tong and other senior officials:

"The problem should be in the camp. The signal source is in Area F. I will go over to check it now."

"go quickly."

After waiting for the staff to leave with a few helpers, Mr. Tong looked at the flashing red dots on the screen, and a look of panic suddenly appeared on his originally calm face.

"not good!"