Chapter 344 Manual Launch
Steel bars and concrete are the best media for transmitting sound. They brought back the sound of hurried footsteps. The thugs had completed the blockade and were rushing in from the front door!
Gunshots rang out, and an orange light suddenly lit up in the darkness, hitting the door and splashing out brilliant orange sparks.
The other party has already revealed their true colors and is no longer planning to hide as a survivor base.
In the darkness, all kinds of modern mechanical equipment had been silent for a long time and were covered with dust. The only sounds echoing in the air were the roar of engines and gunshots from the streets in front and behind.
The world fell into a strange, black silence.
Bifang suddenly asked Matthew, "Did you see any other roads when you came here? Like the ventilation duct, which is not a common road?"
Matthew shook his head nervously. "No, I couldn't find the way in. I came in through the side door that was blown open. Did you do that? What a spectacular scene. What did you use to blow it up? Is there anything else? Should we..."
Bifang did not answer.
The acetylene cylinder is too heavy and not easy to ignite and detonate. It is similar to using a fuse to dynamite, which is extremely inconvenient. It is not easy to use it to break through the siege.
"Walk!"
Bifang suddenly grabbed Matthew's wrist and ran into the darkness. Matthew staggered, but quickly caught up and hid behind a load-bearing wall with Bifang.
The next moment, an explosion sounded, the door lock was blown off, and everyone rushed in from the entrance. The flashlight beam swept across the bottom of the first floor, revealing the place where the two people had just hidden.
Under the beam of light, Bifang could even see the type of firearms each of them carried, most of which were short-barreled shotguns.
"When a shotgun is fired, it produces a barrage of bullets. If it is equipped with a slug, it is very suitable for breaking down doors. However, if they want to arrest someone, they will definitely not use slugs, but ordinary shotgun shells. This type of bullet is not fatal to the body, but it is worse than death for the person who is hit."
Bifang turned his head and glanced down twice, confirming how the people were grouped and where they were going, then turned his head back.
"Dozens of lead beads will embed into your flesh in an instant, forming a wound shaped like a honeycomb, and you won't even be able to bleed because the bleeding holes are blocked by the lead beads. However, the wound may never heal in your lifetime."
The thugs don't kill people. Only living people have value. Dead people can only contribute their organs. If the degree is not well controlled, they can't even contribute their organs and their value will be greatly reduced.
Hearing such a tragic situation, Matthew shuddered, as if a cold snake was crawling through his heart.
The audience was even more anxious, but they didn't know what to do. They couldn't help much through the screen, and they didn't dare to do so. They could only cheer for Bifang on the barrage.
But this effect is not as effective as giving Bifang an empty gun...
On the first floor, the thugs fired shots, threatening the survivors to come out. Wooden doors were violently blown open one after another, paper and wood chips flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
The silent factory became noisy and bustling. In such a tense atmosphere, Bifang suddenly closed his eyes.
A huge three-dimensional map was growing wildly in his mind like branches. The huge factory was broken down into squares, old roads were blocked, and new road combinations were generated.
Time passed by minute by minute, Matthew looked at the thugs nervously, his heart beating violently. Under the light, he saw a staircase in the corner, and the thugs were approaching!
The corridor did not belong to the steel plant that Bifang had previously sneaked into. The steel plant did not distinguish between floors, and the ceiling was very high. Only some beams were equipped with fences to form a corridor-like passage.
When Bifang reached the top floor and climbed out from the balcony, he had already arrived at another factory building.
Just as Matthew turned around and tried to remind Bifang, he suddenly found that Bifang had closed his eyes.
What?
"They're coming up."
Matthew urged nervously, and just when he thought Bifang had fallen asleep, a pair of bright eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.
Bifang dragged Matthew inside.
"Just now when I was sliding down the pipe, I vaguely saw a manhole on the third floor. It was very large, about twenty inches in diameter, or about half a meter, and very thick. It might be a sewage outlet, or it could be a staff bathhouse. With our bodies, it shouldn't be difficult to get through, but we have to get up first!"
"How do we get up there?"
"stairs."
You can go down the pipeline but not up. If you climb the pipeline now and get discovered, you will just be used as a target. Any method that cannot quickly ascend is not practical at this time.
Matthew knew this, but he just discovered that someone was exploring the corridor entrance: "There's someone over there!"
"Then kill them... Got a lighter?"
"have!"
Bifang stretched out his hand to Matthew, and a windproof lighter was immediately stuffed into his palm.
Matthew was not here to survive, he brought all kinds of basic equipment with him. Although most of them were lost when he was being chased, he still had some small tools.
Bifang wrapped his left hand with a cloth strip, grasped the gun barrel, then took out a 7.62mm rifle bullet from his trouser pocket, picked up a snakeskin bag from the ground, cut off a small piece with a dagger to wrap the bullet, and stuffed it into the steel pipe.
"Bullets are the largest consumables on the battlefield. They are usually composed of four parts: the warhead, the propellant powder, the cartridge case and the primer. The structure of this thing has not changed much since it was designed in the 19th century."
"When shooting, pull the trigger first, the firing pin will hit the bullet primer and ignite the propellant in the cartridge case. When the propellant burns and the internal pressure of the cartridge case rises to 250 to 500 kg/cm2, the bullet will be pushed out of the cartridge case and squeezed into the rifling, and will be quickly ejected under the action of high-pressure gas, causing damage to the target through powerful kinetic energy."
Bifang led Matthew towards the corridor entrance very calmly, without much fluctuation in his tone, as if he was not the one in danger.
After turning the corner, a crisp metallic sound was heard. Bifang pushed open the cover of the lighter, rubbed the flint, lit the lighter, and burned the bottom of the bullet in the steel tube. Matthew's eyelids jumped when he saw this, and he took a few steps away without saying a word. But the next second, a burst of gunfire downstairs made him move closer.
"When the primer is exposed to high temperatures or strong impact, it will ignite the propellant and fire the bullet. Some bullets are very heavy, and after firing, the gunpowder will first explode from the thinner shell, so it is very likely that the shell explodes but the bullet is not fired."
"So we can't use short-bodied, heavy-bullet pistol bullets, we can only use light-bulleted, long-bodied rifle bullets."
"Many people would think that if a bullet is roasted with fire, the bullet will fly around in the air and could accidentally hit someone nearby. But this is not actually the case. Although a bullet that leaves the gun may explode, it is not as dangerous as imagined if you keep a safe distance."
"Wait...you're going to fire bullets!?"
Matthew cried out in surprise, as if he had just realized that the entire factory was filled with gunshots, so there was no need to deliberately lower his voice.
"Just use this..."
A deafening burst of gunfire blocked Matthew's words. He stared at the bullet holes in the wall, speechless.
Bifang shook his numb left hand and glanced at the dazed Matthew.
"Any questions?"
