Forbidden City of Heze + Dalufei

The pointer was as heavy as a worm that couldn't move an inch. After breaking free from one scale, it moved clumsily to the next scale. When it finally landed on the hour number with a click, there was a commotion in the corridor outside the monitoring room door.

A prisoner vigilantly leaned against the small window of the iron door of the monitoring room and peeped out. He saw two prisoners with guns, escorting four or five prison guards who were captured, standing at the door, impatiently smashing open the door.

After the door was opened, under the scolding and pushing of the two prisoners, several prison guards hunched their shoulders and buried their heads in. Their hands were all handcuffed, and one and two staggered in a panic. Immediately filled the already limited space even more crowded.

"Okay, you guys, you actually got two guns? Show them to me." The bald head didn't pay attention to the prison guards, but happily walked towards the leading prisoner.

One of the prisoners came up to him, raised his gun, and aimed it at him suddenly.

"It's not just these two."

A ball of blood exploded on the bald-headed chest. He opened his eyes wide and lowered his head. Before he could figure out what was going on, he lost all strength and fell to the ground.

The man was merciless, and then he pulled the trigger continuously and shot at the people around him. A series of deafening gunshots resounded in the room, the flames splashed everywhere, and the hostages were so frightened that they crawled tightly on the ground, and the prisoners screamed one after another. The prison guards who had just pretended to be prisoners broke free from the handcuffs, drew their guns one after another, aimed at the kidnappers in the room, and blasted them to bloody blood with a few shots.

When the frenzied gunfire finally stopped and it was confirmed that there was no one left alive, a man in a prison guard uniform let out a long sigh of relief, then lifted his hat and pulled open his neckline to relieve the damp heat all over his body, revealing the blue-black hair on his neck. Flying bird tattoo.

"The IQ of Zolawei's stupid dogs hasn't improved in many years." Magu kicked away the corpse lying at his feet roughly, scanned the room that was scattered by bullets, and went straight to the room. In front of Qi Luo who was kneeling on the ground, he pulled out the rag stuffed in his mouth, "I finally found you, where is the little black cat?"

As soon as the words fell, the doorknob of the lounge next door turned and was pushed open. Junliu, covered in blood, staggered out. After walking a few steps, he quickly supported the wall again, panting He complained, "Why are you so slow, are you trying to kill me?"

Magu glanced into the lounge behind him, saw Zolawei lying naked in a pool of blood and motionless, he smiled and passed Junliu, walked in, stepped on the face of the corpse and turned him around , admiring the bright red incision, "Yo, well done, as expected of a soldier, with savvy."

"Junliu, are you injured?" Zi Luo had just untied his restraints, and he couldn't wait to get up and run over to support him, who looked like a walking corpse.Seeing that the other party's face was so pale, he panicked and couldn't say anything more for a while. In fact, what he said was pale. The fact is that he let these thugs snatch him from his arms. It is impossible to resist the slightest injury for him.

Junliu shook his head disapprovingly, grabbed his arm heavily, and said in a relaxed tone, "I was not hurt. You were the one who was injured, right? Half of your face was swollen and deformed, and I almost missed you."

"Hey, I don't have time to make love to you guys, we have to leave quickly." Magu interrupted them unreasonably, and then walked towards the warden who was just rescued not far away, his attitude changed into a nonchalant one Sincere humility, "Your Excellency, are you okay? We are late, and we will escort you out immediately."

Surrounded by several prison guards, the warden sat on a chair that had been battered by bullets. He patted the ashes on his body in embarrassment and stroked his messed up hair. He looked sullen, as if he was not very happy I was betrayed by a prisoner, but because I was still deep in the prison, I had to reluctantly cooperate, "What's the situation outside now, how many people are there on our side? How long can we last?"

"You have also seen that the situation is not very optimistic," Magu pointed to the few surveillance screens that are still working, "the cell area on the first, second and third floors and at least half of the guard room, the cafeteria, the kitchen and many warehouses have been destroyed. It is occupied, but because emergency measures were activated, several passages were closed in time, and the inside is still clean. We can break out from there. Now we have concentrated the police force as much as possible to ensure your safety. Some prisoners are also standing On our side, don't worry too much."

"You... You coordinator, how do you usually supervise the prisoners, and you didn't find out that they had such an attempt? Allow them to make such a big disaster?!" The warden blushed and had a thick neck. Guessing that even if he escaped, he would probably be to blame, so he couldn't help complaining angrily, "Why hasn't the support arrived yet? Once Mo Jila falls, the consequences will be serious, do the guys in the military know!"

Can you say something like this casually?Magu twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes showed some contempt.However, there have been rumors that Mojila is actually a military stronghold for a long time, and it is no longer a secret now.

"We don't know much about the situation outside, but the alarm was sent out long ago. Maybe they didn't act rashly because they were concerned about the safety of the hostages. In short, as long as the warden can get out safely, the work of cleaning up the mess is just a piece of cake. dish."

As he spoke, he took off his prison guard uniform, and then took off the prison uniform on a corpse beside him, and said to several people present while changing, "Before you leave, please change your troublesome clothes." .”

Zi Luo wiped his blood-stained face clean, and after putting on a slightly cleaner prison uniform, he took the initiative to bend his back to Jun Liu, and said softly, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Junliu didn't refuse. He felt uncomfortable all over his body now, and his lower body hurt so badly that he couldn't move his steps. If he continued to hold on, it would only drag him down, so he obediently lay down on his back , circled his neck.

Zilo easily bore his weight alone, and when his breath was on the back of his neck, he took a step forward and whispered, "Hold on tight."

The corridor was filled with smoke, which was so choking that people couldn't open their eyes. It was hard to tell whether it was the thick smoke caused by incendiary bombs or the tear gas released by the prison guards indiscriminately.Qi Luo asked Junliu to cover his head with his clothes, while he buried his body as low as possible, and followed the warden and his party in front, moving quickly.

After the emergency measures were activated, in order to prevent the rioting prisoners from fleeing to all areas of the prison, thick and strong fire doors were lowered from the ceiling, sealing off all important passages and public spaces. They are the most difficult obstacles for prisoners. The chief has the authority to open these doors.So as long as this card is used well, the way to escape will be paved in half.

Jun Liu lying on his back soon became silent, his body drooped heavily, as if he had fallen asleep again.Zilo wrapped his arms around him tightly, trying to calm down.The only thing he has to do now is to believe in Junliu's arrangements. All the humiliation he has endured so far has bet his own life in exchange for the chance to escape today. He will not let this bet be exported so easily, Zi Luo Nor is it allowed.

The bullets were running out when they just rescued the hostages. Magu led them carefully avoiding the areas where some prisoners gathered, and moved towards the exit a little bit. If they wanted to break out, the more they found that all possible exits were blocked. The prisoners had formed an organized operation from the initial chaotic state. At the same time, other prisoners are responsible for sweeping the entire prison, driving out the remaining police force and hostile prisoners.

Ziluo and the others were trapped in a stairwell leading to the first floor. If they were not sure of the next route, they could not rashly open the door of the stairwell—thugs might have ambushed outside, waiting to beat them down. into a ragu.

Magu sat on the ground, took out a bloody blueprint from his arms, and placed it in front of everyone.

The warden found that it was a floor plan of Mojila, and the positions of the sentry posts and fire doors were clearly marked on it. He immediately changed his face and blurted out, "Where did you get this thing?"

"It's not important." Ma Gu gave him a cold look, "Let's discuss how we can keep you alive."

The other party's eyes reminded him who is the one giving orders here. The warden glanced at the gun in his hand, and immediately fell silent, swallowing weakly.

"Most of the prisoners are now concentrated on the first floor. It is unrealistic to go out through the front door or the back door. It is very dangerous for us to go head-to-head. Once we are surrounded, we will die." He put his finger on the map and drew A path, "I propose to go in this direction, through this passage to the factory area, which is closer to the outer wall of the prison. At that time, we will climb to the roof of the factory building, burn something to signal, and the people outside will be able to find a way It shouldn't be difficult to rescue us, whether it's by using a ladder or sending a helicopter."

"What if the factory building has already been occupied by prisoners?"

"When the riot started, were there any prisoners working in the factory building?" Magu asked the other prison guards.

"Part of it." One of them said vaguely, "There are seven or eight prison guards in charge of on-site supervision. They are all equipped with guns, so they should be able to control the situation well."

"After the emergency measures are activated, the door of this passage will be locked, and the factory area will be completely isolated from the prison. It's hard to say what's going on there, but it won't be worse than here. Let's try our luck. .”

Rather than saying that everyone agreed with this proposal, it is better to say that no one could come up with a better solution. They acquiesced in the next action goal, rested for a while, and then re-entered a state of intense combat readiness.

Zi Luo took off his cotton coat and twisted it into a rope, tied Junliu around his waist, and tied a knot to prevent him from accidentally slipping down during strenuous exercise.He kept the route described by Magu firmly in his mind, and after the iron door in the stairwell opened, he rushed out behind the prison guards in one breath, moving swiftly amidst the successive gunshots.

The corridor was still full of smog, which seriously interfered with visibility. With the sound of shouting and killing, the team was quickly dispersed.He didn't take a few steps, when two thugs suddenly rushed over from the sidelines, with an iron rod in their hands, and struck them on the head.There was no way for Qi Luo to hide, so he turned sideways to protect Junliu behind his back, raised his hand and held a stick hard, the man hit with all his strength, and the arm bone was knocked out with a terrible sound, but he was expressionless, He quickly grabbed the stick with his backhand, and used this fulcrum to kick hard to the other side, hitting the heart of the other person. With the sound of ribs breaking, the person screamed and flew backwards.

The dragged wimp struggled desperately for a few times, but he couldn't move an inch.Zi Luo turned his wrist lightly, and the huge force twisted the iron rod to the wrong direction. He then pressed his chest hard against it, and slammed forward, the other end of the rod suddenly rose up, crushing the man's body. The blood from the bitten off chin and tongue sprayed to the ceiling in an instant.

Most of the menacing prisoners were vulnerable and could not compete with well-trained soldiers.Zi Luo unconsciously rejoiced from the bottom of his heart that he had been taught the solid killing skills on the battlefield.He took over the iron rod as a weapon, wiped the blood splattered on his face, put his backhand on the young man who was sleeping soundly on his back, and struck out in one go, breaking a prisoner's neck bone unambiguously, Paralyzed, he was used as a meat shield, blocking many cold shots in front of him.

With his vigorous attack power, he quickly broke through the corridor and reached the messy restaurant on the ground floor.The surviving prison guards were using the overturned table as a cover, and fell into a fire with a group of prisoners. They shot out all the bullets and sacrificed two companions before they barely forced each other back and escaped the disaster.

The violent bumps and gunshots finally woke up Junliu, he moved uneasily, and his arms on Ziluo's shoulders also tightened.

"Where is this going?" He asked hoarsely.

"The factory." Zilo replied simply, shaking his cold hand comfortingly, "It's the closest to the outer edge of the prison, let's see if we can escape from there."

Junliu didn't say anything, just reminded, "You must be careful."

If Qi Luo could see Junliu's worried expression at this time, maybe he could be mentally prepared for the danger ahead.The two were silent all the way amid the occasional gunshots, until the warden opened the fire door and two iron gates leading to the factory, and they stepped into the relatively quiet area opposite.