Chapter 80
Tracking
At this time, the little girl said weakly in the man's arms, "Dad, I'm fine."
The man didn't listen to what his daughter said. He quickly led the two children into the house and slammed the door shut, as if this door could block all danger.
Fang Xin ignored them and led the dog to the 5th floor.
There isn't much domestic waste here, so there probably aren't many people living here.
Opening the door to the CEO's office, there is still no desk, only a few iron chairs.
She walked to the large French window and looked toward the base opposite.
The view is pretty good, and you can see the entire gate of the base opposite.
He took out a telescope and stared at the gate of the base opposite.
She didn't dare to enter the space, for fear of missing something.
The man and the dog had not eaten anything in the morning, and it was not suitable to eat hot food outside, as it would freeze hard in a short time.
First, give the dog some dried meat to fill its stomach and let it have a bite.
"Tuntun, please stay in the space."
"Woof woof." The dog shook his head.
Okay, Fang Xin ignored it, took out a piece of bread from the storage space, tore off the packaging and started eating. While eating the bread, she observed the situation on the opposite side.
There were figures moving around in the security room opposite.
After the dog finished eating the dried meat, he poured her some goat milk powder so that it could drink some hot water to warm its stomach.
Fang Xin also took out his thermos and took a sip of brown sugar ginger tea.
People gradually left the base on the other side, all of them were ordinary residents.
There were loud bangs.
Fang Xin went out to check and found that the man was kicking a wooden board.
The man seemed to sense something and looked up at Fang Xin, "You are not here to look for supplies."
Seeing that it was the man from the 4th floor, Fang Xin ignored him and walked back.
The man shook his head awkwardly and continued with his work.
Fang Xin continued to observe the situation at the base opposite. At this time, several people wanted to enter the base, but they were all driven out because they had no supplies.
If you want to enter the base, you must hand in all your supplies.
But they left a child behind, and from the child's clothes it was impossible to tell whether he was a boy or a girl.
The child clung to the adult's clothes tightly and didn't want to leave the adult, so the guard at the door roughly pulled the child over.
The hunchbacked old man next to him seemed to be begging, bending over and over. The guard at the door came up and punched and kicked him, knocking him to the ground.
Some survivors nearby just took a numb look and quickly dispersed, as if they were afraid of being splashed with blood or getting into trouble.
The hunchbacked old man struggled to get up, but the guard at the door would never let him do that. After another round of punches and kicks, the old man finally lay on the cold ground, no longer moving.
In the end, the child was forcibly brought into the base.
Several waves of people tried to enter the base to seek shelter, but the survivors had no idea what kind of base it was.
This place is claimed to be a base, but to be more precise, it is a bandit den in disguise as a base.
The few people who entered were mostly young and strong, or women and children.
Just then a snowmobile slowly drove out of the base gate.
The moment he saw the snowmobile, Fang Xin immediately stood up and adjusted the angle of the telescope.
That was her car, and it was full of people, about five of them.
Drive out of the base and head to the road on the right.
Judging from the respectful attitude of the man guarding the gate, he should be the leader or manager of the base. But why would the boss go out in person? He must be the base manager.
Fang Xin quickly put away the binoculars, raised his hand to put the dog into the space, ran down the stairs quickly, held on to the handrail, stepped directly over three or four steps, and ran downstairs quickly.
Every time a car passes by, it will leave traces of skis. If you follow the traces, you will definitely catch up.
Fang Xin did not pass through the main gate of Xiangyang Base, but took out a snowmobile on the other side of the office building and started driving in that direction.
Snowmobiles are faster than snowmobiles and can close the distance as quickly as possible.
Fang Xin followed the tracks in the snow and chased all the way. After driving for half an hour, he finally saw the snowmobile in the distance.
An hour later, the snowmobile stopped at the gate of a pharmaceutical factory.
The pharmaceutical factory is such an important place for materials, it should have been cleared out by the relevant departments long ago. What are they doing here? Are there still materials inside?
Fang Xin stopped the snowmobile in the distance, reached out and put it into the storage space, and did not rush to get closer, but instead observed the situation.
After getting off the car, the five people went straight into the pharmaceutical factory.
Fang Xin turned his head and looked around. There were no tall buildings around and no suitable sniping points.
She took out a bulletproof helmet from the space and put it on, ready to go in and fight.
She quickly approached and took a look at her snowmobile. Her beloved vehicle had been messed up by these scumbags and was covered in dirt and mess.
She is not one to take losses lightly, she must get it back tenfold or a hundredfold.
Fang Xin held the gun in both hands, gently opened the big iron gate of the pharmaceutical factory, and walked in.
The lobby on the first floor was a mess, with dirty footprints everywhere, traces of vandalism, and a bright red frozen floor.
Fang Xin heard the sound of banging echoing in the empty first-floor hall.
Judging from the sounds, the five of them were on the left side of the first floor.
Leaning against the wall and looking over, I saw seven bodies in the corridor. Four of them were wearing camouflage uniforms, three were wearing black cotton coats, and the ground and walls were stained red with blood.
It should be that when side G was integrating supplies, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.
It goes without saying why they were fighting: it must have been to seize supplies.
the other side.
Grandpa Li and Xiao Kai were both soaked in blood and had knife wounds all over their bodies.
Grandpa Li lay on top of Xiao Kai, using his body to protect him. His breathing was heavy, his face was pale, and his brain started to feel dizzy. After all, he was too old to endure such torture.
Xiao Kai was already in a coma. Although he was strong-willed, he was still a child after all and could not endure the inhumane abuse, so he fainted.
The fat white man stood aside, holding a bloody dagger in his hand. Blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the knife. His chest was like a broken bellows, and he was gasping for breath. It was obvious that he had been fighting for a long time and was exhausted.
I stabbed them for a long time, but I didn't expect that these two people were so stubborn and didn't say anything.
"Fuck you, tell me, where do you live?" the fat white man continued to ask.
“Puff!”
Another knife stabbed into Grandpa Li's back.
Grandpa Li didn't move a muscle, only groaned through gritted teeth.
The fat white man panted heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and cursed, "Fuck, these two idiots, their bones are so hard that they won't say anything even after being tortured like this."
The bearded man next to him came over and said with a joking face, "Second brother, don't be angry with these two idiots. Cut the meat slowly with a knife, and torture them slowly. Sooner or later, they will spit. Don't tire yourself out. If you really can't do it, let us do it."
The fat white man threw the knife to the ground and sat down on the sofa to rest. "Then you handle it from now on. Force him to tell you the address. I will reward you."
The bearded man nodded and said, "Just wait and see."