"We can speculate on what circumstances would make this person choose to commit suicide!" Uncle Wang said:
"From down to here, the traces along the way indicate that those people must have encountered something and evacuated in a hurry. And I guess that the incident may have been serious, making it impossible for them to stay here any longer. It may even have threatened the safety of their people, but it is not particularly urgent, otherwise there would be no time to get rid of the equipment."
"Well, this is an ammunition depot. There will definitely be people walking around here. If someone commits suicide here, he will definitely be found. And this person's body has been left here. It is very likely that it was during their retreat, or... He committed suicide after retreating, so he was not dealt with." Uncle Long nodded.
"There is another very important detail!" Yang Lixuan turned around and shined a flashlight on the iron door and said: "This door is locked from the outside and cannot be opened from the inside. In other words, this person is locked up here. of."
"If he was really imprisoned here during the retreat, what was their reason for doing this? Is this person a prisoner?" Mountain Ghost asked.
"I don't think he is a prisoner. Look at his clothes. They are so well-dressed. He must not be a prisoner!" Boss Zhang waved his hand and said:
"And... look at the craters on the walls and the bullets on the ground. It's such a mess here. Could it be that he also made it look like this?"
"They may have encountered something, and this person stayed behind, or was imprisoned here for some reason, and encountered some kind of creature. That thing may be aggressive and fast. Maybe, it's It's not very big, but it can fly over eaves and walk over walls, treating high walls as flat ground." Yan analyzed seriously:
"Look at the wall. The bullet holes are widely spaced and messy. The person must have fired at that thing with a submachine gun, but he kept missing."
"I agree with this red-haired guy. These bullet holes on the wall are very telling. Either that thing is very fast, or... there are so many of them!" Mountain Ghost said.
"But why did he hide here and swallow a bullet to commit suicide? It's obvious from his appearance that he must have been very scared before he died. He had no companions and faced death alone, so he huddled in a corner." Chen Tao guessed:
"And there's one thing I can't figure out. If he was imprisoned here, there are so many weapons and ammunition here, even if he hits, the door will be broken. Why didn't he escape, but committed suicide here?"
"It's despair. He knows that he will definitely die." Yang Lixuan said:
"He resisted, but to no avail. He failed to change anything. The fear of death frightened him and may also make him very painful. He could not bear the consequences, so he chose to commit suicide."
"Don't you find it strange? This person should be someone who stayed here at that time. If this place was once an ordinary underground arsenal, why would it be necessary to wear such clothes?" Ah Cheng said.
"How come this looks a bit like the clothes worn by the Japanese in the 731 bacteria unit on TV?" Haozi said.
"Oh, young man, if you have nothing to do, read more books and watch less TV series. They are all lies! The Japanese Unit 731 is in Harbin, Northeast China. This is not Northeast China!"
Yan looked at the corpse, poked it a few times with a folding shovel, and said to Ah Cheng and Da Bing: "You two, take off his outer layer of clothes. He seems to be wearing other clothes underneath."
Soldier Ah Cheng nodded, took out his dagger, and cut open the layer of white protective clothing outside the body, revealing the yellow-green military uniform underneath.
That military uniform was familiar to everyone present. It was often seen in anti-war dramas on TV.
"Holy shit, this guy is really a Japanese devil!" Shangui spat and cursed.
There is a word called slap in the face. At this time, Boss Zhang's face was a little hot. It's very uncomfortable to be slapped in the face, especially by someone from your own side. However, everyone had no time to take into account Boss Zhang's mood at this time, they were all looking at the body on the ground.
"How is that possible? Rumor has it that this is Yan Xishan's secret factory? Why is there a Japanese corpse! Could it be that this is not Yan Laoxi, but a Japanese one?" Uncle Long shook his head and asked in confusion.
Shangui seemed to have remembered something, and patted his head and said: "Hey, Haozi, do you still remember what the old man in the corner said when we went to step on the plates in that small village?"
"Ah? What old man, which old man?" Haozi didn't react for a moment.
"Tsk, oh, that's the village you and I went to when we went to the villages on the other side of the mountain to shovel land that day! That skinny old man said that when he was a child, he saw an army entering the mountain. !”
"Oh... I seem to have an impression. What's wrong?" Haozi looked at the mountain ghost and asked curiously.
"Do you still remember what he said?" Mountain Ghost asked
Haozi shook his head and said: "It seems that a troop entered the mountain and never came out again... By the way, didn't you also say that they captured villagers inside?"
"Yes! He was so confused at that time that he couldn't tell what kind of army it was. He told us that it seemed to be from the Kuomintang, the Japanese, or Yan Laoxi!" Shangui said.
"The troops...went into the mountains...arrested the villagers...strange underground buildings..." Yang Lixuan looked at the corpse and muttered in a low voice, and took a flashlight to look around.
"Strange black vines...messy warehouses...attacks by unknown creatures...Japanese corpses wearing protective clothing...suicide by swallowing bullets...there must be some connection here!"
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he said to the corpse:
"Take off your clothes and cut off his flesh for me!"
"Damn it, Yang Lixuan, you're a pervert!" The corner of Yan's mouth twitched.
"Are you...serious?" Uncle Wang also looked at him in surprise.
"Well, I want to take a look at him."
"Uh... Yang Zai, I admire your taste, I admire you!" Boss Zhang looked at Yang Lixuan and said, then turned to Acheng and Dabing next to him and said, "You guys, take off this layer of military uniform inside."
"No, I'll do it myself." Yang Lixuan shook his head, took out the dagger, handed the flashlight to Chen Tao and said, "Help me turn on the light."
"Oh." Chen Tao nodded in confusion, took Yang Lixuan's flashlight, and followed him to squat next to the body. Everyone else took a few steps back to see what Yang Lixuan was going to do.
The military uniform on the corpse was well preserved. Judging from the style, although Chen Tao couldn't understand the level it represented, he was sure that this man was no ordinary soldier.
The skin and flesh of the corpse had long since dried and turned into a black and yellow waxy texture. Yang Lixuan used a dagger to cut off the top buttons, unbuttoned the outer military uniform, and then opened the inner shirt in the same way, revealing the black and yellow waxy skin of the corpse.
It must be said that the body was perfectly preserved, with no trace of decay. The whole corpse was in a very strange state. It was not completely dry, but it could be felt that the skin and flesh seemed to be somewhat elastic.
The next scene made Chen Tao's heart tremble.
The upper body of the corpse, from the chest to the lower abdomen, was covered with bumps the size of fingertips, wrapped under the blackened flesh.
The entire corpse was covered with sarcomas!
Looking at the lumps all over his body, Chen Tao felt like his whole body was getting hairy. What on earth was this!
Yang Lixuan used the dagger to gently press the skin of the corpse. The waxy flesh was unexpectedly soft and maintained a certain elasticity. Every time he pressed it, the skin and flesh would quickly return to its original shape.
What made Chen Tao even more disgusting was that he could faintly see that there was still some liquid flowing under the surface of the skin.
"Is it possible that the blood of this corpse has not even coagulated?"
Chen Tao looked at the body carefully again, but suddenly found that the appearance of the body felt familiar to him!
"Where have I seen it before..."
Chen Tao frowned and tried his best to remember. Suddenly, as if he had grasped some clue, his whole body shook uncontrollably. His eyes looking at the corpse were full of disbelief and horror. The corpse was in his mind. Constantly rotating, shrinking, and finally slowly overlapping with something...
"This...isn't this just..."
Looking at the large and small bumps in front of the corpse, and then at its open mouth and withered and half-bent limbs, Chen Tao felt a buzz in his head, like a thunder explosion, and his whole body was stunned. Living.
"This is... a bronze man with a tree pattern!"
