Because I was afraid that the other party would follow and see the light change and realize that someone was there, I could only bend down and look at the bomb device. At a glance, I had a number in my heart. The other party estimated that he had a little common sense of explosives, but he was not very professional.

The explosive and detonator are stuffed into a vest pocket. The vest wears the buttons on the back upside down, and leads out several wires to wrap around brother donkey's belt to make several circuits. If you want to take off or lose a wire, it will explode immediately. There is also a remote-controlled detonator. It is estimated that someone is holding the detonator somewhere in the square.

Brother donkey can't get it down by himself. It's great that he can keep walking without being scared to pee his pants or collapse on the ground.

However, from the way of winding, you can recognize it as an amateur work at a glance. It's nothing more than using complex wires. It's a mess, so people can't start. They don't know which one to cut. In fact, there's not much technical content. If Thor's divine blasting expert comes to dismantle it, it's estimated that it's OK to close his eyes. My level is naturally far worse than that of Thor, but it's up to half a cigarette to dismantle this in front of me. Just sort out the wire circuit and cut off the main power supply.

"Don't move, don't be afraid, walk at an even speed," I said to brother donkey, then keep the posture of the cat's waist, follow him at the same speed, and sort out the wires a little bit.

"Hurry up, that thing is coming back soon," said the drunkard, looking at the air. I don't know whether he really heard something or was frightened. However, I do feel something swimming above my head. It's not like birds flying, but like swimming in the air.

"Stop", I basically saw the direction of the wire. After brother donkey stopped, I finally confirmed it, but I didn't dare to pull out the wire when the conditions were unstable. If my hand trembled and made a mistake, there would be three dead.

As soon as brother donkey stopped, there was a scolding sound in the headset, urging brother donkey to continue to move forward. At the same time, there was a sound of airflow in the air above his head. This time, it was absolutely true, it would not be an illusion or psychological effect. The thing that attacked us just now had flown back. Basically, it was the time it took for the signal bomb to burn out.

"Fuck me", my eyes immediately get angry. At this point, I can't delay half a second. If I blink, I may die. Every breath may be the last breath of my life.

I pulled out the detonating wire with one hand and pulled the collar of the vest with the other hand. Brother donkey also cooperated with me and raised our arms. We were like estrous men and women eager to mate. We rolled off the vest with explosives and flashlight, threw it out from a distance, pulled brother donkey and the alcoholic and ran in the opposite direction.

Brother donkey just pulled out his vest stuffed with explosives and tied with a flashlight. The walkie talkie and headphones were still there, but they were about to fall out just now. When we ran, we heard a voice from inside: "dog day, watch me blow you up."

Almost before the voice fell, there was a huge explosion in the direction of vest landing behind us. This vest was originally a tactical vest that imitated the army. There were many big and small pockets on it. It was tied with a layer of detonator. It was very frightening to add all the explosives together. It seemed that the other party was very afraid of the things that came and went without trace in the fog. He wanted to be killed at once.

With the explosion, the whole ground trembled. Countless skeletons and armor fragments were blown up and fell like raindrops. A blown metal helmet hit me on the back like a heavy fist and knocked me directly to the ground. Brother donkey and drunkard also rolled on the ground and stopped.

"Fuck, these calves are really cruel." the drunkard was farthest from the explosion point and was blocked by me and brother donkey. So he was the first to recover and ran to help me and brother donkey.

I was also a little better, that is, I was hurt in the back, and my eyes were a little dizzy. In addition, when I fell, I ate a mouth of broken foam, but I didn't react at that time. Now I sip it with my mouth and found that it was all broken bones. That is to say, it was all the foam after the skeleton was blown up, which made me sick and spit.

The worst is brother donkey. He didn't dare to move too much just now, so his muscles were a little numb. Suddenly, he changed from static to dynamic, and his speed didn't reach the fastest immediately. Although I pulled him, it still had a big impact. It looked like a concussion. I sat there shaking my head. I went up to wipe him. As a result, I touched the blood of one hand. I saw that the back of the head was scratched by something. This startled me. You know, the most effective thing in the donkey's whole body is this high IQ head. If it's stupid again, it's no different from the drunkard's broken hand and Ivan's blindness.

Brother donkey sat there, fainted for a while, retched a few times, and finally helped the drunkard to stand up.

"You stay here and we'll save Ivan," I said to brother donkey.

"No, I'll go with you. Ivan was caught to save me, and the antidote was on him," replied brother donkey. I saw that he was firm and stubborn. It was estimated that persuasion was useless, so I quietly touched him according to the direction he pointed out.

Since the other party used the human flesh bomb, he will naturally hide as far as he can. On the way, brother donkey briefly told us about his experience with Ivan.

On the upper floor, that is, after the statue of the unborn old mother was dispersed, they found the footprints of the Gu mother on the ground, followed them all the way across the maze of rooms and passages to a place full of jars and cans. They didn't know what the antidote looked like, so they received all the air dried snake like objects in the waterproof bag. Then brother donkey found that the shelf was wrong and judged what was fishy from the thickness.

Ivan took down the shelf with an engineer's axe and revealed a secret door, which led directly to the lower floor, which is where we are now. They were hesitant to go down, but they also heard screams. They thought it might be me or an alcoholic, so they hurried down, but they were caught by a group of people.

That group of people was a gang of thieves with shovels. They found here, made a theft hole at the foot of the mountain and got into the ancient tomb. Unexpectedly, we touched the mechanism on it and led out the thick fog. The fog should be from top to top, and the things in the fog were hit by them.

They didn't see what was in the fog. Originally, it only attacked the light, but these people had guns. Some people opened fire in panic, and the things in the fog began to kill the shooters. In the blink of an eye, three or four people died, that is, the source of the sound we heard. The dead were all big holes hard rammed in their chest and abdomen, thick enough to be the mouth of a bowl. They had already taken many buried copper kneeling figurines and gold utensils. They wanted to go, but they were trapped by something in the fog. They wanted to use brother donkey to blow it up and then escape.

After brother donkey said this, my anger soared. Originally, they robbed the tomb. We looked for medicine. It was irrelevant. But these people were too cruel. They looked like fugitives. I couldn't help but be evil. I thought to myself, "shit, dare to bully my brother. It seems that I have to kill today."

The group hid at the edge of the Terracotta Army square, where Stone Beasts and chariots were placed. They built a circle with these things, and everyone shrank inside. After sneaking close, I heard these people whispering. They probably thought brother donkey was killed, so the main discussion was about Ivan:

"Kill this foreign devil and no one will know it for hundreds of years. It's best to kill it to avoid future trouble."

"What about his accomplices? Those who played the signal just now? They won't come to him? They can still be used as personal hostages. We have to kill all his accomplices. There are so many bright weapons here. We can come back several times and take something out."

"You should keep it first. If something in the fog is not dead, you can have more bait."

"It can't be alive. Even elephants were killed by such a violent explosion."

"Then how can you guarantee that there is only one?"

The one who spoke this time was the same person who gave instructions to brother donkey on the walkie talkie. It seemed that it should be the head of their group. When the man finished, he lost his voice. I climbed on the ground and heard their conversation clearly under the cover of stone horse and fog, but I couldn't see everyone's exact position, let alone Ivan's current state. Moreover, they still had guns in their hands, and we only had cold weapons in our hands. In this way, we rushed in, let alone save people. It's estimated that even our own lives will be lost.

Hard charging is not the way. I took the drunkard and brother donkey and was about to climb back to discuss tactics. Suddenly, some liquid fell in my neck.

Excited by these cold droplets, I trembled all over. My first reaction was that there was a super monster. My head was just above my neck. I drooled with my mouth open and wanted to lay eggs in my stomach. But then I shook my head and thought it was all caused by the film. My head was full of wishful thinking. Maybe it was dripping water.

But I supported my body with one hand and touched it behind my neck with my backhand, but I found that it was not water. Although there was no light and I couldn't see the color clearly, I twisted it with my fingers and put it under my nose. I only felt a bloody smell.

When I checked the blood, there was another ticking sound of liquid landing in front of me, and it gradually moved forward. It seemed that whatever it was, the explosion just now hit it hard, but it didn't kill it, and hovered in the air looking for the target.

The ticking continued all the way, and immediately caused a riot. These people seemed to get together temporarily. They had a poor tacit understanding with each other. Someone shouted in panic:

"Come on, it's back, up there"

"Don't shout. How do you know?"

"Blood is all over my face"

"Don't hit the flashlight. Shut up. Do you want to die?"

"Boss, let's run separately"