Doomsday Sanctuary

When Zhang Hengcheng ran to the entrance of the underground shopping mall air-raid shelter, Gu Xing had already entered.

Di Ping didn't expect to meet Gu Xing casually. They had such prestige in this base. They got off the underground parking lot and came to the protective iron gate. As soon as Gu Xing signed up, the gate opened suddenly.

As soon as they entered the base, a large group of people crowded up excitedly and asked about the situation outside, but did not pay attention to the Di Ping who filed in. Only the two people in the door looked at Di Ping and his party curiously, but did not ask much. , Because the al-Qaeda people are almost all gathered together like this, it is not surprising that they slowly closed the gate.

Di Ping looked at this underground shopping mall air-raid shelter. Many buildings now require the construction of air-raid shelters. This mall should be built to a standard.

The 30-centimeter-thick steel gate is closed, and the two worlds inside and outside are isolated. The sound inside cannot be heard at all from the outside. Just now, Gu Xing was able to talk to the inside through a walkie-talkie placed in a hidden corner of the wall.

With a few lights, Di Ping could see the situation clearly!

Said it is an air-raid shelter, it is actually a parking lot with a lot of vehicles parked in it. At this time, these vehicles have all become people’s living places. There is no electricity and the ventilation is not very good. Di Ping almost didn’t have a strange smell Was passed away.

It can no longer be described as dirty and messy, the smell of sweat, the smell of feet, and the rancid smell of human feces. He really doesn't know how these people survived here.

Even the underground shopping mall where Han Zhongguo was in was much better than this last time. Perhaps the most important thing is that there is no ventilation here. The steel door is closed and the ventilation system cannot work. It can only rely on natural ventilation, and the smell will not get out.

"Brother Zhang is here!"

While Di Ping was looking at the base, someone from outside shouted loudly.

"Brother Zhang... Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Hengcheng's prestige in the base was obviously good. When everyone heard him coming, they hurriedly stepped aside and shouted.

"Uncle Gu, you are back!"

Zhang Hengcheng took three steps in two steps, ran to Gu Xing quickly, and took his hand, but he was excited and didn't know what to say.

"Yeah! Back!"

Gu Xing's eyes were red, and he nodded in a low voice.

He felt sour at this time. The sentence "come back" contained too much of his feelings; this time it was an escape from the dead. He led ten people, but only four came back, and he was also taken by Di Ping. The rescue was able to come back.

"It's good to be back! Good to be back!"

Zhang Hengcheng also had red eye circles, and his voice was a bit hoarse, nodding repeatedly.

He has gone too many people. Seeing the hundreds of living people who have gone out and failed to come back one by one, the pressure and pain he is carrying are beyond comprehension.

"Hengcheng, let me introduce a few people to you. I can't come back without them!"

Gu Xing shook Zhang Hengcheng's hand vigorously, then changed his expression and said to Zhang Hengcheng in a low voice.

"Uncle Gu, have you brought people back? Who are they?"

Zhang Hengcheng also changed his face and asked anxiously.

"Master! You'll know in a while!"

Gu Xing made a slight look at Zhang Hengcheng, then nodded at him again, and pulled him towards Di Ping.

The surrounding crowd, Guan Gu Xing walked towards the door, quickly scattered a way, and revealed Di Ping and his party standing by the door.

Now everyone saw them, and everyone was surprised. They hadn't noticed that there were outsiders coming.

"Who are these people? It looks strange!"

Someone whispered.

"Yes! Look at their weapons, they seem to be very powerful!"

Another exclaimed.

"Are these people acting? Why are they still wearing armor!"

Someone seemed to have discovered the novelty and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Does there still have a mage? Good deed, these people won't pass through it?"

Everyone talked a lot, and Zhang Hengcheng also looked at these people curiously.