At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang Jing once again visited the No. 1 track line where he couldn't see his fingers.
No one bothered him this time, and he managed to find the so-called 'arsenal of doomsday'.
The entrance is hidden behind a very ordinary maintenance door. If there is no metal visible, it will not be discovered at all.
After confirming the location, Zhang Jing did not directly blow up the door to get in. He couldn't get in because the door was too thick.
Turn around and leave the subway tunnel, use Zhang Jing disguised as leaves, follow the navigation instructions on his mobile phone, come to the backyard wall of a middle school, open a manhole cover and get in.
The person was still hanging on the ladder in the sewer. Zhang Jing first put on a gas mask and then put on high rubber boots.
After doing this, he gently landed on the ground and stepped into the sewage.
The sewage is about 20 centimeters deep, and high rubber boots can protect your feet from being polluted.
Follow the navigation.
As for the good things in sewer sewage, they include daggers, pistols, watches, and mobile phones.
It will definitely not be usable if soaked in sewage. Zhang Jing is not short of them, so he will not pick them up.
After walking for about two kilometers and passing countless forks, Zhang Jing stopped and released the peas.
Drawing a circle on the wall with a marker, Zhang Jing told the peas, "dig."
Waving its sharp and powerful forelimbs, the concrete looked like tofu in front of the pea, quickly digging into the wall.
Zhang Jing followed behind to collect the soil, and at the same time directed the direction of the peas.
Dig down about 19 meters in an inverted L shape to reach the top of the Doomsday Arsenal.
Only the last three meters of concrete ceiling are missing.
The so-called 'arsenal of doomsday' means weapons distributed to ordinary people at the last moment.
There is an interesting prediction and deduction.
If three wars occur, which region will perish first?
That's right, everyone, including Fried Chicken himself, predicts that Fried Chicken will have a doomsday arsenal.
Save it for a desperate fight.
As the peas dug through the last layer, Zhang Jing successfully entered one of Fried Chicken's many arsenal of doomsday weapons.
The old rule is, don’t panic when something happens, don’t be chaotic.
First, release the robots you carry with you, two eight-claw robots and two humanoid robots.
A drone carried by a robot controlled by a beautiful big cock explores the surrounding area.
After waiting for about a minute and confirming that there were no safety risks, Zhang Jing turned on the cargo scanning mode.
The 50*50*50 meter space is 95% empty and never full.
This warehouse is large, with many items piled to the top.
Judging from the signs, although some of them were second-hand weapons, it didn't matter. I took them all, hoping to fill the mithril space.
For twenty minutes, Zhang Jing kept running and collecting until the Doomsday Warehouse was emptied.
There is still about a third of the space left. The big package is really strong and exciting!
You can't leave immediately after taking things. It is necessary to destroy the scene to make it easier to do bad things next time.
There are cannonballs piled under the 4-meter-high pillar. The ones Xiaomao brought out have not been used up. This time, they can be consumed in large quantities.
Place 2 shells under each column, consuming a total of 60 shells.
The last 3 pieces left were placed in the tunnel dug out by the peas, completely erasing all traces.
After putting away the dangerous items and taking away the robot, Zhang Jing quickly left, quickly returned to the ground, and ran away quickly.
This time it won't blow up to you. The encrypted signal can detonate five or six kilometers away.
Because the Doomsday Warehouse is directly below the school, there is no need to worry about accidentally injuring innocent people in the second half of the night. After reaching a safe distance, Zhang Jing used a brand new mobile phone to detonate the trace-clearing device.
As a dull explosion sounded, it was destined to be another sleepless night.
Located in urban area.
Part of a middle school exploded and collapsed.
It also caused damage to some surrounding houses and subway lines. Although no fatalities occurred, many people could not sleep.
After the business was done, Zhang Jing felt lighter than ever and sat in Songzhi.
In the hotel, we slept until midnight with Smarties and black beans in our arms.
Departing from the hotel at ten o'clock, we headed to Osaka to find Hamabe Satomi and also planned to see Yamasugi Ai.
The whole journey was about 450 kilometers, and the driving was not very fast. He was listening to the Amu radio, but there were no reports of explosions.
what reason?
Is it because the First Emperor returned to Xianyang without announcing his funeral secretly, holding back his big move?
The answer is yes, in the last kilometer after leaving downtown Tokyo, I encountered a car-checking car.
Different from the ordinary security police who maintain traffic order on the road, this time they are soldiers with guns and live ammunition.
The soldiers were nothing, the people in civilian clothes with scrutinizing eyes among the soldiers were the focus.
Following the instructions, Zhang Jing stopped the car.
"Sir," a young man wearing a suit, trousers, black leather shoes, and a pistol on his waist appeared polite, but his tone was wary and his eyes were scrutinizing, "please show me your ID."
Zhang Jing handed over his Xiangjiang passport.
The young man started reading from the beginning and asked after a while: "What is the reason why you came to Tokyo?".z.
"Well," Zhang Jing said, "On the surface it's for work, but in reality it's to collect wild flowers."
I have never met someone as honest as Zhang Jing. The young intelligence officer returned his passport and indicated that he could pass.
After taking the passport, Zhang Jing calmly refueled, slowly passed the inspection section, and continued to Osaka.
In the evening, I met two sisters, Hamabe Satomi and Hamabe Mio, in a Chinese restaurant.
After the second contact, Zhang Jing became more and more certain that the 1.55-meter-tall Hamabe Mio was the ninja he met in the Line I subway for the first time.
"Mr. Zhang," Mio Hamabe asked in the middle of the meal, "What do you do?"
Zhang Jing stopped his chopsticks, looked into Hamabe Mio's eyes and replied, "I am a treasure hunter."
Hamabe Mio asked, "Treasure hunter?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing affirmed, "You can often find good things in rivers and lakes."
Hamabe Mio nodded.
"Miss Satomi is a military clerk. Where is Miss Mio?" Zhang Jing asked, "What kind of job do you do?"
"My job is to perform ninjutsu."
"Wow," Zhang Jing said with an exaggerated expression, "It's amazing!"
"It's just a performance," Hamabe Mio explained, "the real ninjutsu has been lost."
Naturally, Zhang Jing would not expose Hamabe Mio's lies, and it would be time to just eat and chat.
In the evening, my sister Hamabe Satomi did not avoid anything and directly followed her ex-boyfriend Zhang Jing back to the room.
An in-depth exchange.
In the dark room, the soft, petite and cute Hamabe Satomi crawled into Zhang Jing's arms and chatted softly and asked, "Is it profitable to pick up treasures?"
"It depends on luck," Zhang Jing said to Hamanabe Satomi, "on large rivers and deep mountains and forests, sometimes you will lose money and run away in vain."
"Don't go to the Suicide Forest to hunt for treasure," Hamabe Satomi said softly, "I heard from my colleagues that there are unclean things in the Suicide Forest that induce people to commit suicide."
"Dirty things?" Zhang Jingchi asked.
"The reason why the Suicide Forest became a suicide sanctuary," Hamabe Satomi said, "There must be a reason, right?"
Zhang Jing nodded lightly and decided to find a chance to see if it could be the third form?
"Third update, arrive before eight o'clock, thanks for the big reward."
