Chapter 1061: Battlefield Shadow (7)

　　 "This is a terrible day."
　　Near Ragnar, the man who claimed to be Bouchar was chattering. He was a local militiaman who had separated from his comrades during the reconnaissance mission and could only hide in this place.
　　 But in Ragnar's opinion, this guy may not be telling the truth, he is more likely to be a deserter.
　　 However, under the current severe situation, such behavior is very common, and he has no intention to pursue it. After all, he is not a gendarmerie and has no right to choose the life or death of others.
　　He just let this person lead himself, from a relatively safe path to Aishewen Primary School.
　　 "Quite bad."
　　Ragnar nodded and echoed the other party's words.
　　The roar of guns is still faintly heard in the distance, but even so, this underground secret passage is still filled with a strange sense of tranquility.
　　Ragner had experienced a similar feeling before, but it was in places where countless generations have been infiltrated by human beliefs.
　　 But these authentic but very strange.
He knew that in addition to building a large number of barricades in Dunwich, the defenders also made full use of the city’s sewer network and expanded tens of kilometers of underground passages, which is why the human defenders can continue to fight even after being divided. the reason.
　　 But there are very few people who have complete control of these underground passages. Grana is even stranger to this area because he must rely on this deserter to find the correct path.
　　 Bang~!
　　 A loud noise made the inner wall of the entire passage tremble a few times, and the falling dust fell into Ragnar's neck, making him feel very uncomfortable.
It is said that the retreating troops planted a large number of mines in the urban area. The resulting fire completely covered the whole of Dunwich under the deadly black smoke. The thick smoke that covered the sky and the sun was full of powder, which was thicker than the dense fog of the sea. , More terrible than the plague and smog.
　　 Therefore, soldiers who can still fight must wear face masks and stagger forward in a dim and dull environment. The thick, wrinkled pipes like noses connect the respirator to their masks.
　　Grana’s mask was lost long ago. Fortunately, he is now underground, otherwise he might not be killed by Oak, and choked to death by the dirty air.
　　 "This passage is said to have caused a lot of strange things during excavation. If it is not your request, I will not go here."
　　While walking here, Sabour also complained.
　　 "What strange thing?"
　　 "I don’t know the specifics, it seems that the engineers have dug something, but because it is some... heresy stuff, most of them are destroyed."
　　 These words aroused the alert of Ragnar, who knew that Dunwich was not an ancient city, and that humans had not been involved here in the past.
　　 If there are any underground ruins, then the probability is not the product of human civilization
　　 As expected, after walking for ten minutes, the two of them entered a semi-open circular space, which was like a grave.
　　 And around the tomb, the gods of the tombs met with them through smoke and dust.
　　 They stood still staring at the tomb gods as if they had also become a group of ancient statues.
　　Shable said something, but it was just a grunt under the shadow.
　　 "This makes me creepy."
　　 "Hurry up now."
Ragnar said sharply that he also made the stone statues shudder, because the images of the gods were too horrifying. They all had horns and beast feet, and their faces were twisted and grotesque. all.
　　Without the means of measurement, he had no way of knowing how many years and a thousand years this underground temple stood. a thousand years?
　　The two went out along the entrance passage.
　　But just after halfway, Ragnar turned back suddenly.
"what happened?"
　　Shable asked with some nervousness.
　　 "I feel something is following us."
　　 Ragnar's watchful eyes swept the darkness behind him, his gun was already firmly in his hand, but there was nothing in sight.
　　Under the beam of the flashlight, only the dust that was driven by the cyclone.
　　 "Will it be a mouse?"
　　 "Do you think I look like a cat."
　　Ragnar was very sure what he had just noticed. That was the instinct he got from rolling out of the corpse to exercise, and saved his life several times, and he would never go wrong.
　　 "You are right, something strange must have happened in this place."
　　 took another deep look at the endless darkness behind him, Ragnar turned around, and he had more important tasks.
　　 "I hope there won't be any trouble."
　　 As soon as the words fell, the five soldiers walked noisily from the other side of the passage, piercing the dim with the searchlight column attached to the weapon.
　　 Ragnar sees clearly, they are regular army troops.
　　 "Raise your hand, who are you!"
　　 said one of the soldiers, and raised the rifle in his hand to point to Ragnar. They were fully armed, wearing masks and pale green glow sticks leaping back and forth across their waists.
　　 "Don't shoot! We are ourselves! Fifth Militia Regiment!"
　　Shable raised his hands and stepped forward, answering carefully.
　　 "There is a fart himself."
　　 another soldier shouted loudly.
　　 "Get out."
　　 "Who the do you think you are talking to?"
　　 Ragnar stepped forward and shouted loudly.
　　 "Who is your commander?"
　　 "General Jaeger."
　　 responded.
　　 "Who is your commander, shit?"
　　 "This is a misunderstanding."
　　Shabal quickly said, reaching for his pocket.
　　 Five guns suddenly lifted up in unison and pointed at him~EbookFREE.me~ Five beams of light nailed him in place like a specimen.
　　 "Oh! Oh!"
　　Shable shouted.
　　 "I just want to get my name brand!"
　　 He took out the metal name tag and threw it in front of the five soldiers.
　　 "This is indeed no problem."
　　 A soldier picked it up and glanced, then nodded.
　　 "Of course, I will not lie. We have a task and need to go to Aishewen Primary School."
　　 "No, you can't go, the situation has changed."
　　 "I'm Captain Ragnar of the Green Devil Regiment, and I have command from my body."
　　Ragnar stepped forward and showed his green devil's nameplate.
　　 "This is an urgent task -"
　　 "This morning, Aishewen Elementary School was captured, the 91st Division was over, and there were few living people left. You have to be disappointed, so I advise you to leave quickly."
　　 "Has been captured? What happened at that time?"
　　Ragnar was surprised to ask. When he set off, he was told that Ashervin was the strongest stronghold in the area.
　　 "Are you the highest commander? Do you need to know?"
　　 a soldier sneered, although they lowered their guns, they kept their distance.
　　 "Talk privately?"
　　Shabur took out a box of cigarettes, and at this moment the distance between the two sides was shortened.
　　 "Privately speaking, this is because Rud's stupid messed things up."
　　 Soldiers lighted cigarettes one after another, and they smoked beautifully. On the battlefield, cigarettes are the most important resource.