That's right, what made Ye Zi's expression change suddenly was the truck's license plate number, EXP180.
At first glance, the number 180 seems unremarkable. It is similar to the taboo number of Satan in Western culture, 666, or the number 13, which symbolizes doom and disaster (in the Last Supper, the traitor Judas who betrayed the Son was the 13th person to sit down). ), it is relatively unknown.
But anyone who knows the Death Comes series knows that in the world view of these movies, the number 180 can be said to be a notorious "spiritual number": the crashed flight number in Death Comes 1 is 180; The two car accidents in 2 occurred at the 180th mile of the highway; at the end of Death 3, the protagonist and his party were wiped out by the subway number 081, and before the accident, the heroine Wendy saw the reflection of the subway number 081 180; In the accident at the racing track at the beginning of Death Comes 4, the numbers on the two pillars behind the bloodbathed auditorium were both 180; in Death Comes 5, the protagonist and his group were involved in the suspension bridge before it broke. On the screen of the bus they were riding on The word 180 was also displayed.
It is no exaggeration to say that when you see the omen "180" in Death Comes, it means that death is already following you.
There are countless English words starting with EXP, such as EXPERIENCE for experience, EXPANSION for expansion, or... EXPLOSION for explosion.
Although Ye Zi could not guess the meaning of EXP at the first time, after seeing the conspicuous 180, a first-level alarm sounded in her mind. With her intense concentration, her five senses became more and more acute, and finally... her small nose caught a trace of the undetectable smell of rotten eggs.
It turned out that during the transportation process, a low-quality liquefied gas cylinder loaded on the truck was damaged and leaked due to its age and disrepair. The overflowing liquefied gas slowly filled the entire rear compartment. At this moment, when the vehicle drove near Ye Zi, the concentration of liquefied gas had reached a very dangerous critical point. Just a small spark could cause a shocking explosion!
In household liquefied gas, odorous chemicals such as ethyl mercaptan or tetrahydrothiophene are usually added to make the leakage of odorless liquefied gas noticeable to humans. However, because the cargo compartment was well sealed, only a small amount of liquefied gas leaked into the outside air. Even Ye Zi only noticed the unusual smell after deliberately sensing it.
"Fake, this is a life-threatening rhythm." Ye Zi's thinking was so sharp. When he smelled this special smell, he immediately made an accurate guess about the goods loaded on the car, and a look on his face After Hei An cursed, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.
Perhaps it would be a bit of a fuss to be forced out of the genetic lock before the crisis came... But it was not only her instincts that kept screaming, reminding her that she could die at any time in the next second. Her rational analysis came to the same conclusion: Compared with the previous helicopters that fell from the sky, the danger level this time was definitely stronger! Putting aside whether Civilization Principle has prepared any follow-up killing moves, the truck alone, once it explodes, is enough to kill Ye Zi without a burial place.
Yes, as long as you see a simple calculation of a set of data, you will know that Ye Zi's judgment is not false: the energy released by an ordinary household liquefied gas tank when it explodes is about 15 kilograms * 46100 kJ/kg, which is equal to 691500 Kilojoules. You may not have an idea just by hearing this number, but to put it another way, the energy released by one kilogram of TNT is 4200 kilojoules, which is equivalent to the energy of 165 kilograms of TNT... By the way, the dosage of the Type 86 grenade is 40 grams. That is 0.04 kilograms.
And the back compartment of this van was crazily stuffed with a hundred steel bottles.
(Damn... this is only the 38th hour, not even 48 hours yet. The principles of civilization have begun to be unscrupulous. Are you going to kill me regardless of the massive casualties of ordinary people?)
Ye Zi glanced around, and the first two ideas that came to her mind were to run as far away as possible, and to hide in a nearby building as a cover... But after thinking about it carefully, she knew Both of these ideas are not very reliable: even though her speed is much higher than that of ordinary people, her legs will still not be able to outrun the explosion. Moreover, when a natural gas cylinder explodes, the remaining cylinders will not be detonated immediately. Instead, they will be shot out by air waves at high speed like artillery shells, and a second explosion will occur a moment later.
In such an extremely "unlucky" environment as the God of Death, Ye Zi had no doubt that if she found a house to hide, a liquefied gas cylinder would penetrate the outer wall in the next second and land within a stone's throw of her The place.
"Damn it, isn't there a way with a higher success rate? Wait..." Ye Zi had less than a breath of time left to think, and she was about to make up her mind to find a sturdier building nearby. At the critical moment of hiding, she had a flash of inspiration and her eyes suddenly fell on a manhole cover not far away.
Generally speaking, the sewers in big cities in the United States are quite spacious. Most of them can accommodate an adult walking upright in them. A few are even as wide as tunnels, which is indeed a good place to hide. Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for an explosion on the ground to reach there. The only thing to worry about is the shock wave transmitted through the ground.
Having made up her mind, Ye Zi went straight to the manhole cover. After lifting the manhole cover and confirming the depth of the shaft, she did not use the iron ladder for maintenance personnel to go up and down. Instead, she jumped directly down and let her body fall freely. It reached a distance of nearly ten meters and landed in a dark and damp pipe.
If an ordinary person jumped like this, his legs would probably be destroyed directly, but relying on the instinctive intuition brought by the first level of gene lock, Ye Zi was like a cat jumping from a high place, bending his knees accurately the moment before landing. force, spreading the counter-shock force as much as possible throughout the body to bear it. Coupled with her extraordinary physical fitness, except for her feet being slightly numb for a moment, she didn't have any worries at all.
And almost at the same time as she jumped down the shaft, a certain steel cylinder in the EXP180 truck had a slight friction with the metal wall. In normal times, this would actually be an extremely common trivial matter, but at this moment, even a small spark is enough to ignite this "moving barrel of dynamite"!
Amidst the thunderous roar, some of the cylinders were detonated directly, turning the truck into a huge fireball. The driver didn't even have time to scream, and was burned to coke. An astonishing explosion swept through the entire street. The fragments of the cylinder were given extremely high speeds by the air waves, just like the shrapnel of a frag grenade, smashing anything exposed into a sieve.
Even though there was a thick layer of ground, Ye Zi could still feel the trembling in the air. One can imagine how terrifying the explosion on the surface was... If she had only slowed down her jump into the well by half a beat, she would have been fragrant at this moment. Xiaoyu died.
But this purgatory-like scene was just the first wave of explosions... There were dozens of broken and burning cylinders that had not yet been detonated, but were thrown in all directions by the huge kinetic energy.
I saw one of the liquefied gas tanks wrapped in flames, being lifted up to the height of several floors. After drawing a beautiful arc, it hit the open wellhead headfirst... This was no longer ordinary. It is a small probability event. As long as the position of the gas tank is half a meter off, or the angle is off by a little, it will definitely fly out instead of falling into the well "just right". To use an analogy, this is like firing a shot into the sky with your eyes closed, and the probability of hitting a flying sparrow "just right".
Ye Zi had just taken a few steps, and with a muffled "dong" sound, the burning cylinder landed where she was standing before. The hissing sound of the blazing flame tearing through the air seemed to be the mockery and grin of "fate"!
