Forbidden City of Heze + Dalufei

Under the deafening gunfire, there was an endless sea of ​​flames, with no end in sight.

The temperature of the air was astonishingly high, and the corneas of the eyes were scorched hot. During breathing, it seemed that a ray of flame burned from the mouth and nose to the lungs. It's all evaporating.

Junliu was so tired that his soul went out of his body, his legs trembled violently, and he dragged forward only by instinct.The person on his back was bleeding uncontrollably, the blood poured into his neckline, seeped out along his limbs, and crawled over his almost scorched skin, which actually made him feel a little more comfortable.He tightly grasped Zi Luo's slippery hand, as if grasping the last weak pulse, and insisted not to stop.

The passages in the factory rooms are all blocked by impenetrable fire doors and iron bars, and red scanning lines slide on the dim screen of the electronic lock.Junliu stopped, and searched all over his body for the 'key' given to him by Magu, but he couldn't find it. He was so anxious that when he had nowhere to go, the person on his back suddenly spoke.

"Try it with mine."

As soon as the voice fell, a bloody hand was stretched out in front of him. On the palm lay a newly removed eyeball, the gray pupil was still rolling.

"I'm going to die anyway." Qi Luo's breathless laughter came over.

Junliu shuddered, surrounded by strange fear, unable to utter a word, and didn't dare to look back, but tremblingly took over the tissue that was still steaming, and moved closer to the terminal of the electronic lock, After Didi's iris scan sounded once, the huge and heavy metal grid actually came loose.

He stumbled around for an unknown amount of time, and finally found the place with a secret mark deep in the corner of the last factory building. Impatiently, he knelt down and dragged a hot steel bar to pry it. The smell of burnt flesh came, and he ignored the severe burn pain in his palm, inserted the other end of the steel bar into the gap of the concrete slab on the ground, pried it open, and then pulled away the loose stone bricks below, revealing the entrance of the bunker .

However, he couldn't break the huge round cover no matter what. He inserted his fingers into the deep groove, regardless of the force, so that his nails were opened and the phalanx was broken.

He lost his mind in anxiety and went mad, desperately grabbing every suspicious gap with his bare bones until it was covered with bloodstains in all directions.

In the roar that resounded through his chest, the cover finally seemed to agree to his pleading, and suddenly popped up, revealing the bottomless black well below.

Huo was already behind him, Junliu got up and was about to jump down, he was trying to support Qi Luo on his back, but when he stretched out his hand, he caught nothing. At some point, there was nothing on his back.

At the same time, his hand stretched behind was suddenly grabbed by someone.He turned around in panic, and saw Di Wei, who was covered in flames, holding him firmly, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking for?"

Junliu let out a scream and held it in his throat, suffocating himself awake.He opened his eyes wide and his whole body froze for two seconds before he took a sharp breath and pushed his heart back into his chest.

He continued to breathe, staring at the simple circular dome light on the ceiling, his consciousness was recovering rapidly, like a stream of water overflowing from broken ice, bringing his thinking to life, and his tense muscles drained of strength.He looked around and found himself lying alone in a dormitory-like room. Apart from the single bed lying on it, there were simple desks and wardrobes in sight, and a small closed door next to it should lead to the bathroom , and there are no windows on the four walls, only a slow-running ventilation fan high up.

He looked back and saw a tall infusion stand beside the bed, with a glass bottle hanging upside down on it, and a transparent tube connected to a needle inserted on the back of his right hand, slowly dripping the liquid.

Junliu tried to move his arms and curled up his legs. The nightmare just now made him break out in a cold sweat on his back, and the aftertaste of trembling still remained in his nerves. Apart from this discomfort, there was no abnormality in his body, so With an effort, he sat up from the bed.

The thin quilt on his body slid down and was completely thrown aside. Through the mirror on the wardrobe, he saw that he was wearing a sickly cotton shirt and trousers, both of which were newly changed, and his bare feet stepped on the white On the sheets, it looked very clean.

Junliu was stunned for a long while, his mind was still a little numb. After he realized it again, he simply tilted his body and fell to the ground, pulled out the infusion needle and put it on the table.

He walked carefully to the closed door, which was unlocked, and opened with a light twist.

There was a kind of stagnant dullness in the warm air, mixed with the low roar of the ventilator, the ceiling was very low, and various pipes were exposed.He stepped on the cold concrete floor with bare feet, came to the empty corridor, passed the closed doors on both sides, and walked unconsciously along the direction where the fluorescent lamps extended.

As he walked, there was a vague voice in the distance, which made Junliu gradually understand that this place was no longer that barren bunker, but a completely different world.

The plan worked and he was saved.

His heart became brighter and brighter as he walked, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, revealing a bitter smile, and his pace couldn't help becoming brisk, and he walked to the end in a few strokes.Turning a corner, he entered a wider corridor, and saw several young people standing here talking, wearing familiar brown military uniforms.Noticing Junliu's existence, they all fell silent and stared at him intentionally or unintentionally, but there was no hostility in their eyes, so Junliu only hesitated for a moment, and then walked forward generously.

"Excuse me... do you know where the man I was with?" he added, "Hazel hair, gray eyes, gunshot wounds to both hands and feet."

Several soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally shook their heads, "We all just came here to tidy up the dormitory, I don't know who you are, go over there and ask the officer."

Junliu thanked him politely, then walked towards the direction they pointed, and opened a heavy soundproof door at the end of the corridor.

The hustle and bustle of people immediately rushed towards his face, engulfing him into a lively hall.In front of me is a large group of low-ranking officers who have just assembled but have not yet started to form a team. They stand a little loosely, chatting or laughing slightly together in twos and threes. The military uniforms on their bodies are brand new. With pale excitement, all kinds of military supplies that had just been distributed were piled up at his feet.

Junliu stood at the door and took a glance, and immediately found their chief - an elderly man with a bushy beard who was far away from the crowd, holding a thin metal cane in one hand and a Flipping through the roster, the epaulettes reflected the bright light with his slight shaking.

Just as Junliu raised his legs and was about to walk there, he suddenly found another person standing on the other side of the officer. The person moved and turned half of his body.He was conspicuously tall, with one arm on his hips, and a light and well-fitting military shirt stretched over his shoulders, clearly showing his muscular lines.After chatting with the senior officer for a few words, he naturally raised his head, his upturned eyes let out gazes, and he came through the air almost with arrogance, but the contours of his face were as cold as ice sculptures, and his temples His hair was shaved extremely short, leaving only a layer of cyan stubble sticking to his scalp, making him look very capable.

Such a tall figure is actually not suitable for flying a fighter jet, because exceeding the engineering dimensions in the cabin will affect the operation.This is the only item that Yanliang failed to meet the standard when he entered Lan Xiao's team.But if Lu Weiyang at that time had to give up such an excellent pilot, he would have liked to have all the fighters returned to the factory for remanufacturing.

There was only that person in the crowd who continued to show his sharpness. Junliu bumped into him by chance, but couldn't take his eyes away for a while, feeling a little dazed in surprise.After a few years, he discovered for the first time that his elder brother, who had a hideous appearance in his impression, looked dignified from a distance.

At this time, Yan Liang seemed to have noticed the sudden gaze, and suddenly turned his gaze around, and firmly robbed him like catching a thief.Junliu's heart trembled, and he subconsciously turned around and ran away.

Running back to the corridor of the dormitory, he wanted to go back to the room and lock the door, but he lowered his head and rushed for a while, but he stopped again.

He also wanted to ask about Zi Luo's whereabouts.Since he was saved, he should have been rescued together.Although Xiao Luo suffered several gunshot wounds, none of them were fatal. Afterwards, the bleeding stopped. He was awake for a long time, and murmured many words in his ear, every sentence was like making a wish. It seems that Junliu has the strength to persevere.

Thinking of this, he plucked up his courage, turned his head and walked back.The appearance of Yanliang obviously startled him. Junliu was still afraid of this person from the bottom of his heart. Although he was unyielding and unyielding intellectually, he never felt good in front of that person. He was bullied since he was a child. It has become a conditioned reflex.

As soon as he walked to the same corner, he was unbiased and happened to bump into Yan Liang who was following him.

Junliu hurriedly backed away, bit his head and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yan Liang pushed forward unceremoniously, with long legs and big strides, he was close to the opponent in one step, his eyes passed through the lowered eyelids, and slashed across Jun Liu's face like a knife.Resisting the urge to do something directly, he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm here to find you, do you miss me?"

Junliu felt that this was too self-righteous, so he couldn't help but sneered, "You're fucking sick."

"It seems that you learned a lot of swearing in prison," Yanliang responded frivolously, suddenly raised his arm, touched Junliu's butt, squeezed it hard, and at the same time lowered his head and blew in his ear , "Dirty things poured into the lower mouth, and then overflowed from the upper mouth? Isn't your ass too full to hold it?"

Junliu blushed all of a sudden, he broke away from his hand like an electric shock, and pushed the shameless man away, he wobbled a bit before he stood still on the spot, panting out of breath and helpless.

Yan Liang was indifferent on the surface, but after a few tugs on his limbs, he began to move agitatedly, and the more he watched the other party's reaction, the more itchy he felt, and he couldn't help but want to take a step further.

He knew that this terrified younger brother was frightened by him, and he also knew that his words and deeds would make the other party hate him even more and keep running away from him, but he was already deeply immersed in the pleasure brought by this interaction. Nothing is right.Feelings are like a steady stream of water, and the waves are calm, but desire is like a raging fire, boiling oil.He has been suffering for five years, and now he can't delay for a moment, he can only save the fire that burned his whole body first.

Junliu stood barefoot on the ground, a button of his shirt was undone because of the big movement just now, revealing the neck and undulating collarbone with full meridians, he stretched out his hands to grab the skirt, feeling a little guilty, because he sensed the other party's Attacking intentions, but still stubbornly refusing to escape.

"Look at your ghostly appearance, a beggar crawling out of the dead." Yan Liang said contemptuously, but he really liked it.What he hated the most was the unattainable height of the other party, and now the black-haired young man standing in front of him, with his back hunched, with panic and despondency deep in his brows, was so embarrassed that he could go to the street to beg for food.

"Whatever you want." Junliu asked impatiently, "Where is Xiaoluo? I brought him into the basement together. Where did you take him?"

"Want to know where he is?" The man lowered his muddy voice, "Old rules."

"What?" Junliu was stunned for a moment, and then a bad premonition arose.

"The bed will tell you."

The answer to Yan Liang was a loud slap after the silence, which made his head tilt and buzz.

This stimulation came at the right time, he turned his face, without even a moment's ambiguity, he swung his arm and punched Jun Liu back.He was full of energy, and with all his strength to fight, he knocked the opponent down to the ground in one fell swoop.

The sound alarmed the people who had just entered the end of the corridor, causing them to stop and watch.Yan Liang stared at him intentionally or unintentionally. When the soldiers saw the senior officer's uniform on his body, they became a little timid and turned around consciously, not daring to go this way anymore.

Then, without waiting for Jun Liu to recover from the pain, he reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, dragged him like a dead dog, and walked deep into the corridor.