star hunter

Chapter 184 Xie Cheng

The wind and snow were intertwined, blowing coldly past her ears, Yirou shivered, Ren Jie took off his coat and put it on her shivering shoulders, took her hand, and continued to walk forward.

The snow here seems to never stop. Ren Jie walked through the thick snow and couldn't help wondering, if it really never stopped, then why hasn't this place been annihilated?

Such unconstrained thoughts were only fleeting, and most of his attention was still in those closed warehouses.

After the sudden shock ended, he and Yirou almost visited the entire factory area. Ren Jie saw all kinds of weapons and ammunition of various types and standards that he could not imagine in his life. Big, also beyond his expectations.

"No wonder, so many people want to find it." Ren Jie couldn't help but sigh with emotion, his tone was filled with unconcealed excitement, Yirou next to him obviously couldn't empathize with her, what surprised her was only the huge reserve, as for what model Standard, she has no feeling, in her opinion, these firearms look similar.

In fact, she still had lingering fears about the treacherous tremor a few hours ago, and now she was feeling a little bit like a war, as the wind could make her nervous for a long time, for fear that the earthquake would come back anytime soon.

"Ren Jie," wandering around the huge factory area for several hours, Yirou felt cold and hungry, and her spirit was extremely tense, she finally couldn't help asking, "Are we going to keep walking like this?"

Ren Jie was taken aback, her voice was hoarse and weak, and her footsteps were also vain, he finally realized his carelessness belatedly, he lowered his body: "Don't watch, we are going back. Come on, I will carry you. "

He suddenly became gentle and considerate, which made Yirou feel embarrassed: "No need, I can walk by myself..."

Afraid of Ren Jie's insistence, she hurried forward a few steps, pointing to a huge lonely factory building 100 meters away: "It seems to be the last warehouse over there... Let's go after reading it."

At this time, the night had fallen quietly, and her slender figure turned into a blurred outline in the midst of the scene. Ren Jie looked at her back and couldn't help laughing, thinking that women are really strange.

Although there was no one here, she was still afraid that something might happen to her, so she hurriedly followed her.

It probably has something to do with the cold winter here. It got dark very quickly. In just a few minutes, when they walked outside the big warehouse, it was almost completely dark.

There was no light in front of them, and they didn't have any lighting tools on them. Yirou suddenly became scared again, but it was her who made the suggestion earlier, and felt that she had no position to complain, so she pursed her lips tightly and leaned on without saying a word. By Ren Jie.

Ren Jie is not always so dull, especially now that most of his thoughts are on his girlfriend, so he can naturally feel her fear.

"Forget it, let's go back." He took the initiative to pave the steps, "There is not even a light here, and I can't see anything clearly..."

He hadn't finished speaking, as if someone was going to oppose him, a ceiling lamp suddenly lit up on the eaves, startling them, and then, the lights lit up one after another, and the space they were in suddenly brighten up.

"This..." Ren Jie raised his head, staring in disbelief at the ceiling lamps that turned on without warning, he didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

He thought it had been deserted for decades, but he didn't expect... electricity.

Yirou was also very surprised, but after seeing Ren Jie's surprised expression, she couldn't help but smile: "Forget it, let's go in and have a look... You said there was no light, but there was a light immediately, maybe someone wanted to Go in and have a look."

Her words made Ren Jie's face change slightly: "Is there... someone?"

"You should have a hunch, right? This place is very unusual." Yirou sighed, "I know that the temperature difference between different places will be huge, but the 'isolated island' is obviously not that big... I Dare to say, even the highest mountain in the city does not have such a heavy snow."

"But it's impossible for us to leave the 'isolated island'..." Ren Jie murmured, "So where is this?"

Yirou shook her head: "I don't know. However, besides us, there are indeed 'people' here."

Her directivity is obvious, and Ren Jie can naturally hear it, yes, that old man—speaking of which, he almost forgot that the original purpose of his going out was to find this person, but later he accidentally discovered the arsenal and was arrested All kinds of weapons inside are lost.

Why is the light on so timely?Is someone behind the controls?Is that the old man?Is he spying on us secretly?

All of a sudden, a lot of doubts swept over Ren Jie's mind, causing him annoyance. Finally, he simply put aside all these, took Yirou's hand, pushed open the warehouse door, and stepped in.

This door has obviously been closed for a long time. When the door was pushed open, the door shaft made a rough and dull sound, revealing a sense of age, as if they stepped through this door and returned to 20 years ago.

The air inside is not very good. After all, the ventilation has not been smooth for a long time, and their visit has disturbed the thick dust that has been dormant for a long time. For a while, they couldn't even open their eyes, and Yirou coughed because of choking.They had no choice but to turn their backs and escape for the time being.

When the dust settled, the field of vision gradually cleared up, and with the help of the light outside, the behemoth lurking inside showed the true face of Lushan Mountain.

"This, this is..." Yirou covered her mouth unconsciously, "Airplane..."

Ren Jie was more shocked than her, he almost lost his voice, the cold air poured into his effort, so that he felt breathless for a moment.

Before that, he had never seen or touched the real thing, but he could tell at first glance that these were genuine fighter jets.

He counted, and there were a total of ten fighter planes, which fully occupied the empty warehouse.

If he guessed correctly, these should be fighter jets code-named J-60 developed in the 7s. He had seen photos and brief introductions in the old military magazines kept by his father.

Unexpectedly, Fenghuo Machinery Factory could actually manufacture fighter jets.

He couldn't take his eyes off the dozens of J-7 fighter jets. Their metal shells covered with red and white paint were covered with a layer of dust. Ren Jie walked over, wiped off the dust with his hands, and found that the surface of the fuselage was bright. like New.

They look like they've held up pretty well, at least the shells, despite twenty years in a darkened warehouse.

What about performance?Can they still fly, can they still fight?

Thinking of this, Ren Jie's heart skipped a beat—their existence suddenly made him realize why this arsenal coveted by several major forces is called a "treasure".

It was much more valuable than he thought.

Regardless of the guns and ammunition in the dozens of warehouses outside, the fighter planes in this room alone are enough to make people crazy.

Once you have them, you can quickly grasp the air supremacy, and then drop explosive bombs, or even more terrifying shells, then the entire "isolated island" will be in danger, even if the entire governance bureau is all out, it will not help.

Such a huge and terrifying power cannot be reversed by manpower, even people with supernatural powers can only be used as cannon fodder.

Such things must never fall into the hands of forces other than the Management Bureau.

You have to get out of here immediately and report this matter up.

Ren Jie made up his mind, and immediately pulled Yirou, who was still in a daze, to turn around and walk out, but the latter hadn't reacted yet: "Why did you leave all of a sudden?"

He didn't listen to it at all, because he was full of thoughts about how to get out of this weird place, with anxiety and expectation—he couldn't help but imagine that when he made a great contribution, maybe other people in the Administration Bureau You will get rid of your opinions and prejudices against him, and even get the appreciation of the upper class.

Maybe, he can be the same as Zhong Yuncong.

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Yang Shaowen stared at the person in front of him. He, who has always been very patient, could not hide the impatience in his eyes. He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and tried to make his voice sound calm.

"What are you waiting for?" No matter how restrained he was, his voice still revealed a bit of coldness, "Didn't you find the 'key'?"

Zhong Yuncong smiled slightly when he heard the words, walked to the edge of Baisong, plucked the branches and leaves, turned his face, and looked at Yang Shaowen: "Before that, I have another question to ask you."

The face of the other party is not very good: "I have already answered many of your questions."

"The last one." Zhong Yun raised his hand with a smile, "I promise."

Yang Shaowen's expression became more and more gloomy, but Zhong Yuncong pretended not to notice, lowered his head, and fiddled with the cypress leaves to himself.

"You said."

The other party still let go of the compromise, Zhong Yuncong did not raise his head, but freed up a hand, stretched out, and pointed: "Who is he?"

Yang Shaowen looked in the direction he was pointing, and found that the person he was pointing at was the space power user.

He was slightly surprised, but he still said, "He's Lao Xie. Why, are you interested in him?"

Zhong Yuncong threw away the branches and leaves in his hand, and took a look at that old Xie. Unexpectedly, the latter's eyes also fell on him, and the two people's eyes collided.

Lao Xie's eyes were gloomy and cold, but Zhong Yuncong smiled slowly.

"I'm a little interested...so let's be specific."

Yang Shaowen's eyes flicked back and forth between them: "Xie Cheng, male, 40 years old, you have seen the supernatural ability, so I won't go into details... Are you satisfied?"

"Not satisfied." Zhong Yuncong shook his head, "More details."

Yang Shaowen laughed angrily at him: "Do you want to check the household registration book or what?" He paused for a moment, then asked casually: "Why are you so interested in Lao Xie? Do you know him?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Cheng meaningfully.

Xie Cheng turned his face away, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Can't you?" At this time, someone in "Shadow" said, "Old Xie joined the organization very early, and lived in reclusive life for more than ten years... Didn't you say that this kid has only just arrived in the 'isolated island' for a few months Is it? They can't possibly have seen it?"

This is indeed the case, and Yang Shaowen dispelled his doubts for the time being. He frowned and stared at Zhong Yuncong unkindly: "Are you delaying time? Don't waste your time, even if you wait until the people from the Management Bureau come To no avail."

Zhong Yun turned a deaf ear, he just looked at Xie Cheng whose face was half hidden in the darkness without moving, and asked softly: "Excuse me, Mr. Xie, do you know a lady named Miao?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Yuncong clearly sensed that this man was once again planning to kill him.