Armor Frenzy

"Okay!" Zhao Yan agreed and called the young man who had been following him, "Liu, you go to do it right away, and I remember that there is a batch of medicines in the car, find out the medicines immediately, the sooner the better! "

The young man agreed and left the team. ]>

At this time, everyone had entered the No. 11 carriage, and seeing the full car of government staff, Ye Han suddenly felt that he was so out of place here, and couldn't help asking: "Secretary Zhao, is there no one behind us? "

"No more!" Secretary Zhao said, "Cars 1 to 8 belong to your bureau, cars 9 to 14 belong to our government department, and there are freight wagons behind them."

Ye Han gritted his teeth: "How many soldiers would shoot? It's better to be from the field army."

"I'm not sure about this, I'll arrange for someone to count them right away," Zhao Yan said.

"Where's the gun? Where's our gun?" 527 couldn't take it any longer.

"Your guns are from the military, and all weapons and ammunition have been handed over to the military before driving." Zhao Yan said.

"What? What should I do then?" 527 almost jumped up, "We ran back at the risk of losing our heads, not to hide from the peace!"

"I understand, don't worry." Secretary Zhao reassured, "The armored compartment at the rear of the car must have the weapons you need!"

527's eyes lit up: "Yes, the armored compartment!"

Ye Han gave 527 the look of an idiot very covertly, and he moved forward without any hesitation.

The group passed through five carriages in a row and came to the rear of No. 14 carriage, followed by seven freight carriages. Ye Han and the others had to cross these seven freight carriages to enter the armored carriage.

Due to the obstruction of these seven trucks, no one was willing to leave the train at the risk of being attacked by giant ants, otherwise Zhao Yan would have already organized people to take out the weapons from the armored carriages.

Now, this problem must be solved by Ye Han.

The question of life and death in Zhao Yan's eyes was not a big deal to Ye Han at all, it was nothing more than leaving the train and running for a while.

The length of the freight car is only about half that of the passenger car. The seven freight cars together are less than 100 meters long, and the full sprint can only take more than ten seconds. More importantly, no giant ants can be seen within a radius of 100 meters from the rear of the car!

This strange phenomenon caught Ye Han's attention. After careful observation, he found that there were only a few anthills near the No. 14 car, not like the previous ones.

Ye Han secretly guessed that the huge ant pit is probably the new nest of giant ants, and the location of the train is probably the edge of the ant nest.

And this ant nest is likely to have just dug under the rails recently, otherwise it cannot explain why the trains of the past few days were able to pass safely.

Several people led by Ye Han resolutely left the train, and half a minute later, everyone successfully arrived at the armored carriage.

The armored carriage at the rear of the car is refitted from a freight carriage with a fist-sized shooting hole on the side of the carriage. Two hand-welded fully enclosed machine gun positions are installed on the top, each with a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun. machine gun.

527 cautiously approached the four wide-open compartment doors, held up his pistol and probed his head to observe left and right, then turned back in confusion and shouted, "Why is there no one in the car!"

"Is there a gun?" Ye Han jumped into the carriage with both hands, the huge carriage was empty, only a dozen large and small military green wooden boxes were piled in the corner of the carriage.

Ye Han's eyes lit up, he casually dragged a box with a row of numbers written on the outside of the box, and opened the lid with anticipation, and sighed in disappointment.

"What's wrong?" 527 came over curiously, saw the row of black guns with straight barrels in the box, and couldn't help grinning, "Hey, shotgun, this is good!"

"It would be nice if there was a machine gun." Ye Han said dissatisfiedly.

The rest of the boxes are so small that you can tell they are loaded with bullets.

"How can a machine gun be so useful?" 527 weighed a shotgun in his hand, "One shot is one piece, and you don't need to aim for those two whiskers!"

Ye Han sighed: "The ants won't die if you beat the beard, it would be nice if there was a machine gun..."

"Aren't there two on it?" 527 pointed to the top of his head.

"Forget it." Ye Hanjing Xie Bumin, "That thing weighs at least 20 kilograms, can you hold it?"

That being said, Ye Han still didn't give up and opened all the boxes. As expected, most of the boxes were filled with bullets, and a few boxes were filled with grenades, one of which was actually tear gas!

Ye Han was very surprised, and immediately greeted the others to get together.

As long as you smell this thing, it can make people shed tears. The effect of using it on giant ants may not be so exaggerated, but there is nothing more suitable for blocking pheromones than tear gas!

The six people immediately divided up the weapons and ammunition, and it took only a few minutes to return smoothly, and hurried to the No. 9 car.

On the way, Ye Han asked about the situation of the No. 9 car, and learned from Zhao Yan that because the No. 9 car did not overturn, only a few passengers were slightly injured, and everyone had already been transferred to other carriages.

Zhao Yan originally wanted to organize people to transfer the people in the No. 8 car, but he was lying on the door and saw the giant ants on the No. 8 car getting in and out, so he could only give up the idea.

Speaking of which, Zhao Yan showed guilt, repeatedly emphasizing that it was to protect the passengers in other compartments, and his face was looking like he wanted to burrow into the ground.

Ye Han was noncommittal about this, and responded with a few words casually, without showing any clues on his face.

Ye Han and Zhao Yan are not familiar with each other, and they are not Zhao Yan's superiors. In terms of rank alone, they are much lower than Zhao Yan. Even if Zhao Yan feels extremely guilty, he should repent to the police officers who were injured, instead of talking to the police. Ye Han confided the last resort in his heart.

It is a taboo in life to make deep conversations and talk deeply~www.novelmt.com~ Ye Han has long passed the age when others say two words that seem to be heart-wrenching, and will immediately be in his blood, that is, he will not have any opinions because of Zhao Yan's withdrawal. , and will not spread his last resort for Zhao Yan.

Life is like a play all depends on acting skills, only the ghost knows whether Zhao Yan is telling the truth or not.

The group rushed to the end of the No. 9 car. Ye Han's eyes passed through the broken car junction and saw the broken window in the middle of the No. 8 car from the outside.

The giant ants could not be seen outside the car window, but the nearby wagon had been dyed purple-black with dried blood, and a group of big-headed flies got in and out near the car window, circling and flying up and down.

Ye Han carefully avoided the twisted metal sheet on the section and approached the door of the No. 8 car.

The glass on the door has been shattered, and there are still a lot of broken glass left in the outer ring. On the stubble glass stubble, the blood has already solidified, and a few pieces of flesh scraped by the glass are stuck between the solidified blood, piercing the leaves. Han's eyes hurt.

Turning to the carriage, the corpses and wounded that were piled up in the car were gone, leaving only the empty carriage. The only trace of the passengers was the trail of blood left on the ground.