Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

The roof floor suspended three meters above the ground is made of high-strength transparent glass.

At this moment, it seemed to be filled with densely packed people.

At first glance, they are all footprints of different sizes.

I can faintly smell the strong smell of formalin.

This thing is usually used for anti-corrosion.

Commonly used in corpse embalming or living specimen preservation.

The three of them had a bad feeling in their hearts, and quickly walked up with weapons in their hands.

When he reached the door of the 24th floor, Sun Jingtao raised his hand and put his head against the fire door.

He stood up immediately and winked at the two of them with increasing vigilance: "There is no one inside, but be careful of the other party's deception and ambush."

Ye Qing and Zhao Pengfei nodded.

Sun Jingtao took a deep breath and opened the door.

He raised his gun and looked around for a second, but couldn't find any guards.

The three of them walked out of the stairwell with careful and gentle steps.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the three people's pupils shrank.

On the 23rd floor, the outer circle of the floor is all rooms.

And here, on the outer circle of the floor, is actually an infinity swimming pool.

However, the floor-to-ceiling curtains at the edge of the swimming pool were all closed.

The top of the swimming pool is now divided into four areas.

A large, rough-looking iron cage was welded over each area.

Each cage has a small door, which is locked.

It must have been modified later.

The cage, at first glance, was full of people.

A man hanging with his hands tied tightly.

Men, women, boys, girls.

There are people of all ages.

The hanging ropes are of different lengths, ensuring that everyone, from the calf down, is submerged in the special potion.

It looks like a water prison.

It must be because they are too cold or too tired. The heads of the people in the cage are drooping.

Can't see life or death.

Those unpleasant formalin smells came from the pool.

It seems that the place they are looking for is here.

"These grandsons!! Riding horses are really not human beings!!" Sun Jingtao looked at the scene in front of him and was so angry that he cursed.

Zhao Pengfei's brows furrowed into a mountain, and his desperate eyes searched frantically in the water prison.

"Brother Tao, I'll leave this to you. I'll go upstairs to find Jiang Yan first." Ye Qing glanced at the scene, feeling a little anxious.

Obviously, this is the core area where everyone is detained, and there is no one guarding it.

It can only be explained that all the firepower on the scene was concentrated upstairs.

Jiang Yan, who has a high probability of entering the tiger's den alone, is in danger.

"Okay." Sun Jingtao nodded, and then said worriedly, "Be careful yourself. After we put some of them down, we will come up to you immediately."

What they can do now is to let a few people down first and leave the rest to the people at the scene, and then they immediately go upstairs to find Jiang Yan.

The rest, they can do nothing.

After all, this place is like an isolated island.

But asking them to ignore these people and go upstairs directly is obviously unrealistic.

Some opportunities never come back.

Ye Qing temporarily put away the pistol, took the submachine gun he had just seized, checked the bullets, and quickly went upstairs.

Only Sun Jingtao and Zhao Pengfei were left at the scene.

The two of them started from the entrance of the corridor and walked in cautiously.

The area closest to the two of them was the area where the men were imprisoned.

Those men were tall, with good bones and figures, as if they had been specially selected. Just because of malnutrition, they are all skinny and skinny.

Next to the men's area is the boys' area.

Zhao Pengfei was so anxious that he forgot the rules that Sun Jingtao and the others had set before, and called out his son's name: "Zhao Xiaofei!!"

After all, he is not like Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing, who have received professional training and have strong self-control.

In addition, the son who depends on each other for life does not know whether he is dead or alive, so one can imagine the degree of panic in his heart.

"Old Zhao, shush!" Sun Jingtao frowned, looked back and forth with vigilant eyes, then held the gun and shrank his body towards a bunker in the corner.

no one.

No one responded either.

Sun Jingtao couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Pengfei, who was worried about his son, was obviously panicked, and his voice was a little louder, "Zhao Xiaofei! Small plane!!"

"Dad" I heard my father's nickname, a childish voice, dying, coming from the cage where the boy was imprisoned.

It was a little boy leaning against the edge of the cage door frame.

His thin body swayed, and he tried to open his eyes, but couldn't.

The nose and throat are also dry.

It may be that I smell too much pungent odor, and my nose and throat feel stinging and burning.

When Zhao Pengfei heard this, he quickly ran towards the cage where the boy was held with a fire ax in his hand.

He was so anxious that he had forgotten the agreement made by the previous people.

Sun Jingtao had no choice but to hold the gun and guard him front and back.

Only halfway through, the sharp-eyed Sun Jingtao noticed something was wrong.

A red, slightly shaking dot appeared on Zhao Pengfei's backpack, directly opposite his heart.

"Old Zhao!" Sun Jingtao was anxious, "Zhao Pengfei, there is an ambush! Come back quickly!"

He raised his face, trying to find the sniper's position.

But I found that the other party was hiding very well.

And there are some positions within a few people's distance.

The 24th floor is a -degree panoramic swimming pool.

The 25th and 26th floors are actually suspended.

This design was indeed beyond his expectation.

On the other side, Zhao Pengfei ignored Sun Jingtao's shouts and his ax struck the metal door lock with a "clang" sound.

"Crack!" The iron lock broke.

Zhao Pengfei reached into his backpack and took out a dagger.

He held his son's half-hanging body with one hand, raised his hand, and cut off the rope tied to his son's hands.

"Small plane!" Zhao Pengfei burst into tears and held his son tightly in his arms with regret on his face. "Dad, I swear, I will never hit you again! Otherwise, you will die if the sky strikes you like lightning!!"

The little boy muttered to himself with his dry mouth: "Dad, don't"

His eyelids finally opened slightly, but before he could see clearly, he heard a rapid "bang" sound, piercing the night sky, and shooting towards Zhao Pengfei's back with lightning speed.

Sun Jingtao finally discovered the opponent's stronghold, nimbly turned around and directly pulled the trigger towards the opponent's area.

"Ow—"

One shotgun pellet will fire ten bullets.

Although it was not within the optimal shooting range at this moment, a bullet still hit the opponent.

Bang!

A figure fell from high altitude.

At the same time, Zhao Pengfei's body slid to his knees on the edge of the iron cage.

"Dad——" A heart-rending cry came out hoarsely from the boy's stinging throat.

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On the 25th floor, Ye Qing, who heard the gunshots on the 24th floor, paused, but then quickened his pace upwards.

He clearly heard that the gunshots upstairs were more intensive and violent.

As they expected, almost all the firepower went to the 30th floor.

However, the sound of gunshots from battles was heard from time to time, which meant:

Jiang Yan is still alive.