Hearing the sound coming almost close at hand, the five young people did not dare to take a breath at this time and just nodded lightly.
Qi Zhen tiptoed up the iron frame, but she didn't know whether it was because it was in disrepair, but there was a crisp sound.
Qi Zhen's cold sweat ran down her cheeks. She stared at the screen above and forgot to breathe for a moment.
After a while, after making sure that the German soldiers on duty above had no intention of probing, Qi Zhen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeves, and continued to climb up.
He climbed up very slowly, but there was still no way to stop the iron ladder from creaking. Any sound would be infinitely amplified in this empty pipe, so Qi Zhen felt extremely nervous.
Qi Zhen felt as if he had climbed the ten-step ladder for a century. When he finally reached the bottom of the screen, he carefully looked up.
As Ben said before, this should be similar to the dispatch room or control room of the entire chemical plant, but now the entire room is empty except for the German soldier sitting at the desk on duty.
When she got closer, Qi Zhen realized that the sound in the room was actually very loud, but she didn't know what kind of machine was working. No wonder the other party didn't hear the movement below.
He reached out and gently pushed the upper mesh panel, but found that it couldn't be pushed.
Locked?
Qi Zhen's heart suddenly thought, if it was really locked by a big iron lock, with the things he could take out of his human bag now, apart from grenades and guns, there was no other way to open the lock.
However, he was stunned again immediately, wondering why he was so stupid?
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand through the holes that were just big enough for his hand to fit into, and gently touched upwards.
Didn't touch it.
It seems that the lock is not in this direction.
He turned his hand and touched in the other direction, and finally touched a huge iron bolt and the large pig iron lock tied to the bottom of the bolt.
Qi Zhen took out a slender hairpin from her arms, groped quietly and inserted it into the keyhole.
It has been so long that his abilities have become rusty, but he will not forget that his master was the ruthless man who claimed to dare to open up a community with instant noodles.
I remember that in the game of Fairy Sword, Li San had taught him the lock-picking skills for a while. It was also strange that Qi Zhen was unwilling to recall those deep memories. In addition, as his ability became stronger, this ability was gradually replaced by Qi Zhen. He forgot, and it was only just now that he suddenly remembered that he actually had this unique skill.
As time passed, Qi Zhen gradually began to sweat more on her forehead.
According to Li San's words, if you don't work on this kind of skill for one day, it will be in vain for three days, and if you don't work for three days, it will all be ruined. Therefore, no matter what time it is, Li San is always making gestures in his heart and hands.
Qi Zhen was very anxious, but she always remembered what Li San once told her. When opening a lock, you need a steady hand and a steady mind. The most important thing is not to be anxious. The more anxious you are, the harder it will be to open it.
But in the end, when time came, even though Qi Zhen understood this truth, she couldn't help but sweat profusely.
He stopped what he was doing, withdrew his hand, wiped the sweat on his clothes a little roughly, closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, and then stretched out his hand again.
His eyes were slightly squinted, seemingly staring at the back of the German soldier not far above him, but in fact his mind was entirely focused on the subtle touch of the hairpin in his hand.
Click.
An inaudible but vague sound sounded, and the lock opened.
Snapped!
The lock body bounced heavily when unlocking and fell heavily on the mesh plate, making a sharp and crisp sound.
"Huh?" The German soldier turned around when he heard the sound, looked around, and carefully looked at the mesh on the ground, but in the end he turned back because he found nothing.
Thanks to the German's laziness, the livid Qi Zhen below avoided the danger of being discovered. Whenever he got a little closer, he would clearly see the iron rope lying there with its head separated.
Qi Zhen took a long breath, stretched out her hand again, slowly took off the lock, and then held her breath and pulled out the latch inch by inch.
After doing this, he finally took a breath, waved downwards, pointed at himself, then pointed above, then pointed at the five young people below, and finally waved upwards.
This simple gesture is not difficult to understand.
I will go up first, and then you will come up.
The five young people below nodded at the same time, their faces extremely serious.
Qi Zhen pushed the screen gently, making a slight squeaking sound.
He was concentrating and holding his breath, without any trembling in his arms, like a statue.
Then, after confirming that the German soldier did not respond, he pushed the net board up little by little, while holding his hand tightly on the net board, and climbing up with the other hand.
One of his feet finally touched the ground.
This is a pair of ordinary black travel shoes. The soft air cushion can minimize the sound he makes.
However, perhaps because this posture was too awkward, or perhaps because he was too cautious and did not dare to step firmly, his feet suddenly slipped, as if he was about to step on the air!
Qi Zhen's hands suddenly held the ground to prevent herself from falling, and she subconsciously minimized the sound she made.
However, he ignored the net he had just lifted.
Bang!
Wow!
The crisp sound of the iron plate contacting the ground instantly overshadowed the sound of the machines running in the room, and instantly resounded throughout the small room!
The German soldier suddenly turned around and saw a stranger holding his hands on the ground, one foot on the ground, and the other leg still under the ground.
The two of them looked at each other, as if they had stared at each other for a thousand years.
In less than half a second, Qi Zhen's legs suddenly exerted force, and she was in front of the German soldier almost in an instant. She didn't know when a thorn with a cold light appeared in her right hand, aiming towards it. The opponent's neck suddenly stabbed!
There was no time to exclaim, no time to ask, and even the German soldier had no time to reach for the gun at his waist.
An icy chill instantly penetrated his throat, and his eyes were extremely wide, staring blankly at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, full of horror.
Blood bursts out like water, like a waterfall, like hot chocolate flowing down the river.
His hands covered his throat where blood was spraying freely, and he fell down.
Just die.
Qi Zhen didn't have time to see his miserable death, but immediately crouched down and looked around.
This is indeed a closed room, and the machines in the room should be used to monitor chemical plant data. Presumably, if Lin Bian is here, he should know what these are used for.
There was only one door and window in the room. Qi Zhen looked up slightly and saw several huge iron cans standing in front of her.
At first glance, these behemoths, which appear to be four or five stories high, should be the tanks used to store gasoline in chemical plants.
At this time, the chemical plant was actually brightly lit, as bright as day.
Qi Zhen took a few glances and saw at least six teams of people patrolling the chemical plant. In other words, in this place that is not very conspicuous on the map, at least one company of troops was patrolling at the same time. .
It seems that what Ben said is right. This place is probably more than just a battalion of troops. It might even be a reinforced battalion. There is no hope at all if we fight hard.
He hid his figure and waved to the five young people below.
By the time the last person climbed up, Qi Zhen had already taken out five sets of German military uniforms from the human race bag.
These military uniforms were ripped off from the enemy in the previous battle, but I didn't expect that they could be used here.
Qi Zhen pushed the dead German soldier down, and there was a muffled sound of a body falling to the ground below.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. It will be much easier to move around with this skin." Qi Zhen whispered.
Qi Zhenjin was a young man in his twenties when he played the game, and these rebel soldiers looked less than 20 years old. It was very appropriate to play the role of soldiers of the German Youth League.
"You stay here and take the place of the man just now. Keep the brim of your helmet lower. If anyone outside greets you, call back. We will go and plant the explosives. If anyone comes in..." Qi Zhen wiped his neck. gesture.
The young man nodded.
The six people quickly changed their clothes completely, then slightly cleaned up the blood stains on the ground, put the iron mesh back to its original place, and pretended that no one had touched it, and then took two deep breaths. He said softly: "Follow me in a moment and don't talk."
Being in the enemy's hinterland, it can be clearly seen that these young people are still a little nervous. One of the hands holding the gun is still trembling slightly. It seems that this is indeed the first time to do such work deep behind enemy lines.
"Don't be afraid. We are the German army now. Everything should appear natural. If you don't believe in yourself, how can others believe in you?" Qi Zhen said.
"Less than 20 minutes." Wang Jianguo's cold voice came from the intercom.
"Yes." Qi Zhen responded, but did not rush to lead the team out. Instead, she waited until the emotions of several people stabilized a little more before she said, "Let's go."
After saying this, he strode forward to the door and opened it.
A pale light from a searchlight just passed across Qi Zhen's body.
He composed himself and walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Four people followed closely behind.
The distance from here to the three oil tanks was about three hundred meters. Qi Zhen deliberately found a gap where the enemy was patrolling. Instead of walking straight through, Qi Zhen took a slight detour according to the enemy patrol route he had just observed.
Thanks to his detour of two hundred meters, the enemy did not discover the existence of this seemingly extremely disharmonious group of people in the patrol.
Those oil tanks finally appeared in front of a few people.
