Lu Yan strode out of the office and bumped into Qi Yang.
Seeing the suppressed anger in his eyes, Qi Yang asked doubtfully:
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yan looked back at him, took a deep breath, and said in a calm voice:
"This base cannot be saved, we need to prepare early..."
…
Mu Tang, who was slumped in the room, woke up soon after, rubbing his head and scanning the room blankly.
The room was empty, and something seemed to be stuffed in his sleeves.
Mu Tang opened his sleeves and found a note.
Open the note and take a look:
Go to Qiao Yue and ask her how the child is doing?
Mu Tang frowned for a moment, what kind of child? Isn't there only one child in the base, Little Taiyang?
wrong……
This handwriting is so familiar, it is her own handwriting!
But she didn't remember that she had written this thing.
Mu Tang shook his head, got up from the ground, folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket, opened the door and walked out of the room.
Niba, who was lying in the yard, instantly became energetic when he saw Mu Tang. He sat up suddenly and looked at her with sparkling eyes.
He just took two steps this way and then stopped hesitantly, looking at her eagerly, his eyes full of grievances.
Mu Tang looked at it strangely, what's going on? Why didn't you pounce on it today?
But he didn’t think too much. He opened his arms and smiled happily:
"Niba, come and give me a hug!!"
"Woof——!!" Niba yelled excitedly, swung his tail quickly, lowered his head and rubbed hard into Mu Tang's arms until she sat down on the ground.
Mu Tang stretched out her hand to rub its fur with great effort, wondering why it was so excited today.
At this moment, her hand rubbing the dog's hair suddenly stopped, feeling it again uncertainly, and her eyes widened suddenly.
Her mental perception range usually remains at about five hundred meters.
She had a clear view of all the humans around her. However, just now, although it was just a flash, she was very sure that something that shouldn't appear here suddenly appeared in her range of perception.
Mu Tang stood up suddenly. Niba wanted to come over and act coquettishly, but she pushed the dog's mouth away.
"Ugh..." Niba's doggy face was immediately full of grievances.
Mu Tang involuntarily held up the gun on her waist with one hand, turned her head and touched its huge, wet nose:
"You play by yourself, I'll play with you later."
As he spoke, he opened the door and disappeared in front of Niba at an extremely fast speed.
Mu Tang rushed towards the direction he just felt, and finally stopped in a messy place that seemed to be a warehouse.
The surroundings were covered with dust, and things were placed in a haphazard manner. There was a narrow passage between the two buildings in front that was only big enough for one person to pass through.
Because the blocked sunlight appears deep and long, except for the first short stretch of road where there is light, it is impossible to see clearly further in.
Mu Tang's night vision only works in the dark. Standing outside the alley, she couldn't see clearly what was inside.
But his nose caught the faint smell of blood.
Every inch of land in the base is at a premium, and every area is used to its fullest potential. There can be such a large and disorganized area with no one to manage it, except for the scientific research department.
Mu Tang looked at the sundries placed there, and sure enough, many of them had the label of the Scientific Research Department on them.
The Scientific Research Department is the largest military facility in the base, and the researchers there also receive the best treatment.
Perhaps because of those dreams and the security control of the base, Mu Tang had a subconscious resistance to the scientific research department and would never enter the scientific research department while wandering around the base unconsciously.
This also resulted in her not being familiar with this place at all.
Mu Tang pulled out the gun, rubbed the lines on the gun handle with his fingertips, and slowly walked into the narrow passage.
After entering, I discovered that these two buildings were crowded together with other buildings, with many forks, and the entire narrow passage turned into a dark maze.
Not long after entering, the top of the narrow passage was tightly covered by protruding buildings, and the last patch of sky disappeared as Mu Tang advanced.
Some pipes have been corroded by the experimental wastewater from the Scientific Research Department for a long time and have become rusty. The wastewater seeped out along the pipes and fell into the pools on the ground.
The sound of "tick, tick, tick" is terrifying in the silent environment.
The damp, moldy smell mixed with the pungent and corrosive smell of wastewater almost covered up the faint smell of blood in the air.
Although Mu Tang has lost her sensitivity to the smell of blood, her sense of smell is not as strong as that of Mud.
Another bifurcation, Mu Tang stood there and took a deep breath, the corrosive smell of wastewater making her nose start to hurt.
I don’t know why, but after I came in, I couldn’t sense anything anymore with my mental perception. Within a radius of 500 meters, neither humans nor zombies could be detected.
A drop of scientific research wastewater fell directly on the tip of Mu Tang's nose, and burning pain accompanied by a pungent smell filled the nasal cavity.
Mu Tang quickly raised his hand to wipe it. A breeze blew behind him. Mu Tang turned his head sharply and pointed his gun behind him——
Nothing at all.
Mu Tang remained silent for twenty seconds, and there was nothing in his ears except the ticking sound of waste water.
With a soft breath, Mu Tang turned his head and continued to distinguish the smell of blood in the air. He chose the path with the strongest smell and continued walking forward.
Staying in such a dark place, you can hear the endless sound of water dripping.
It is easy to weaken people's five senses and time perspective, making it difficult to tell how long they have been here and how long they have left.
It was probably only a short distance of two hundred meters, but it felt like walking two kilometers.
As time went by, Mu Tang inevitably grew impatient, but fortunately she seemed to have chosen the right direction, and the smell of blood on the tip of her nose was already hard to ignore.
Getting closer.
