My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

As soon as this thought came to Gu Zhuo's mind, he said to the other two people in the car:

"Jia Sheng, Chaoying, you stay in the car, I will go to the crashed helicopter to take a look."

Hearing this, Jia Sheng and Chaoying were both worried. Chaoying gently pulled him and said to him:

"Why don't you just drive over? It's safer that way."

"There are dense forests in the southwest. If you want to drive through the Doomsday Fortress, you must clear out the forest. I don't want to clear out the forest, otherwise it will be too obvious from above. I will just drive the heavy motorcycle there to save trouble. "

After saying that, Gu Zhuo saw that Jia Sheng wanted to go down with him and stopped him:

"I'll just go down by myself. I won't take Sam with me. Even if something happens to me, I'll be able to escape unscathed. You and Sam will wait in the car, just in case something else comes behind you." , I’m not here, there’s still someone taking care of this place.”

Hearing what Gu Zhuo said, Jia Sheng couldn't say anything in reply, so he swallowed the words back and nodded.

Sam could see that Gu Zhuo had no intention of taking it out of the car. Although he felt a little unhappy and wilted, he still obeyed Gu Zhuo's words and stayed in the car.

Gu Zhuo hung two high-explosive grenades and a pistol on his belt, and the war machine clung tightly to his body to protect him. He walked to the garage, sat on the heavy motorcycle, then opened the garage door and drove the heavy motorcycle down.

In the night, he was wearing a black armor and sitting on a black motorcycle, like a night traveler or a cheetah hiding in the night looking for food. The sound of the engine roared in his ears, beating like a drum at the same time as his heartbeat.

He didn't know what happened to the helicopter, why it crashed, what was on the helicopter, or how serious the damage was.

Maybe he rushed over this time just in vain, but for some reason, he just felt that he had to rush over and take a look.

Gu Zhuo was dexterously shuttling between the woods, reloading his motorcycle at a very fast speed. Gu Zhuo was always paying attention to the changes in the surrounding scene. Finally, after driving for about ten minutes, Gu Zhuo saw the crashed helicopter in the southwest dense forest.

The helicopter was blowing black smoke into the sky at this time. All the trees around it were knocked down and fell down. If you look at it from the sky at this time, this area must be bare and very abrupt. .

Gu Zhuo parked his heavy motorcycle next to the crash, got off the car, and walked towards the helicopter wreckage.

The damage to the helicopter was very serious. The helicopter's rotor was completely broken and it was thrown out, far away on the ground.

The helicopter's fuselage was full of bullet holes, and the door had been knocked down. It was hanging on the door frame like a kite with its string broken, shaking and making a "crunching" sound.

The entire fuselage was in a state of disrepair and riddled with holes. It was probably beyond repair.

Gu Zhuo walked to the front of the cockpit and saw black smoke billowing from inside. Most of the black smoke came from here.

Open the cockpit door. This door is very fragile. If you pull it easily, the whole door will fall off with a "clang".

The cabin door hit the ground. Fortunately, Gu Zhuo reacted quickly and dodged in time to avoid being hit.

"Why are you in such a dead state?"

Gu Zhuo said "tsk". Even if I told him now that this helicopter had just returned from fighting in Iraq, he would still believe it.

After making sure nothing else would suddenly fall and hit him, Gu Zhuo leaned into the cockpit. Two pilots were seen sitting in the cockpit. At this moment, two steel pipes on the helicopter that had been pushed out due to the violent impact had penetrated their bodies.

The two pilots were already dead, covered in blood, their faces were covered with a layer of black smoke, and it was impossible to see what they looked like.

Gu Zhuo looked through them, trying to find something that could identify them, but found nothing, only the cigarette box with the last cigarette left.

Putting the cigarette case back into the pilot's pocket, Gu Zhuo shook his head and moved out of the cockpit.

He looked at the preparation cabin behind the helicopter. He walked over, grabbed the rickety door like a kite, tore it off and threw it directly to the ground.

Gu Zhuo stepped forward, bent down, and entered the battle preparation cabin.

The condition of the combat preparation cabin was not much better than that of the cockpit. The bench that had been used to seat people fell off the fuselage and fell on a lying body. The corpse was wearing combat uniform, not the clothes of the Prophet.

Gu Zhuo walked to the body and saw that he died in the same way as the two pilots before him. He died of a steel pipe that was displaced after a violent impact.

"commit a sin."

Gu Zhuo shook his head.

He could think of the death scenes of these people, and they probably all died directly after the crash. As for whether there was pain at the moment of death, Gu Zhuo didn't know.

He raised his head and looked into the preparation cabin. There were about six or seven corpses besides corpses. In short, they were all dead.

He rummaged through the bodies, trying to find something that would shed light on their identities. However, unexpectedly, when he opened one of the corpses and saw the face covered with blood, he found that it was someone he knew.

That person is Shi Yong from the broadcast signal station!

The moment he saw Shi Yong, Gu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. He swallowed and looked nervously for other corpses.

Fortunately, there is no Akashi among these people.

Looking at Shi Yong's body, Gu Zhuo knew that something else must have happened there after he left the broadcast signal station.

But what happened that led them to get on the helicopter from the broadcast signal station, and why were they attacked so severely that they crashed here now?

Nothing was found in the helicopter except the mystery.

Although Shi Yong and the others were wearing combat uniforms, the guns they carried were not as good as the ones captured at Gu Zhuo's Doomsday Fortress, so there was no need to bother taking them back.

"Okay, it's really a waste of time. I feel like this thing is unreliable most of the time."

Gu Zhuo walked to the heavy motorcycle, sat on it, and was about to return angrily. However, just as he was about to return, he heard a "rustling" sound coming from a bush not far from the helicopter wreckage. .

Hearing this voice, Gu Zhuo suddenly became alert.

Maybe the noise of the helicopter crash just now was too loud, attracting the surrounding wild animals!

Not knowing whether it was a large animal or something similar to the group of white wolves, Gu Zhuo stared at the bushes, planning to wait a little longer. If it was a large beast that he was unable to deal with, he would just start the car and leave. here.

However, after waiting for a long time, the rustling sound only sounded for a while and then never came again.

"It's strange, even the most patient beast will not always be so quiet."

Gu Zhuo was confused, but finally chose to get out of the car, keeping his hand on the high-explosive grenade on his belt, and approached the bush that made the sound.

He cautiously approached the bushes, but there was still no sound at all.

Holding his breath, Gu Zhuo finally approached the bush. He gritted his teeth and pushed the bush aside. He was already prepared to be attacked suddenly. If the guy dared to charge up, he would dare to attack back.

However, what surprised him was that after pushing aside the bushes, what he saw was not a beast, but a woman covered in blood. The woman was holding an unconscious little girl in her arms. She didn't know whether the little girl was dead or alive.

The woman was leaning against the tree, and there were large pools of blood under her body, which was shocking. Her face was pale and her chest was heaving slightly. Although she still had some signs of life, it was obvious that she would not live for more than a few minutes.

Hearing Gu Zhuo pushing aside the bushes, the dying woman used all her strength to look up at him. She felt like she was hallucinating, as if she saw the black God of Death standing in front of her.

"me..."

The woman opened her mouth to say something.

When Gu Zhuo saw this, he recovered from his surprise. He squatted down, put his helmet back into his armor, and said to the woman:

"I'm not your enemy, don't be afraid. I know Shi Yong on your plane. Who are you and why are you here?"

Gu Zhuo wanted to ask everything clearly before the woman died completely.

However, the woman couldn't understand what he was saying at all. She could only see him vaguely opening his mouth, moving his upper and lower lips together.

She shook her head very weakly, as if this action was already draining all the strength from her body.

"Forget it, I can't ask anything."

Gu Zhuo gave up the idea of ​​seeking information.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

He asked again word for word, trying to make the woman hear it clearly.

Since you can't get anything out of the question, why not just be a good person and listen to what she wanted to say before she died.

As if by some strange coincidence, the woman actually heard this sentence clearly.

She lowered her eyes and focused on the little girl in her arms.

Then she continued intermittently:

"Female...Xia..."

When she spoke a word, she would spit out a mouthful of blood, and her voice was very low and inaudible.

Gu Zhuo really couldn't bear it. He bent down and put his ear in front of the woman, listening to her words carefully.

This time he finally heard it clearly, only two words:

"Xia...ran..."

After saying these two words, the woman suddenly fell silent and took a breath of cold air.

Gu Zhuo's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he looked at the woman again, only to see that she had closed her eyes and her chest had stopped rising and falling.

Gu Zhuo put his hand in front of her nose. She was completely out of breath.