Chapter 362: Bombardment
The shrill alarm sounded across the sky, echoing throughout the shipyard like a roaring, running ghost.
It was originally an alarm to prevent air raids, but now it was used to remind all the gangsters to capture the escaped goods.
The entire shipyard became bustling with activity. The world was filled with the rustling sound of falling rain, the sound of footsteps running back and forth, and the click-click-click of ammunition being loaded. Marseille's head was so stressed that it felt like it was going to explode. He rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch which was ticking away. Every second was a torture and a trial for him.
It happened to be this time, it happened to be this time.
Even if he was given another night, Marseille wouldn't have such a headache. How much time does he have left?
Half an hour?
Or ten minutes?
Wiping the water foam off his face, Marseille roared at the top of his lungs: "Quick, quick, catch all the fucking people back here! No one can be left behind, or I'll take care of you!"
"Wait, there seem to be traces here! Many people have stepped on it!"
"The bushes are all down, they're all running over there! Who's guarding here? Who?"
"The sewer, they must have gone into the sewer!"
A flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, and the rumble of thunder was deafening.
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Hearing the alarm, Cisco stood alone at the bow, with his hood pulled down, and the rain flowed rapidly along the lines of his face.
"Is there really something wrong?" he whispered.
Everything that happened was not beyond his expectations. If the fire was just an accident, then the alarm would have given the answer and the fun had just begun.
…
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up, walk faster, hold hands, don't fall down! Don't be afraid, they haven't caught up with us. If we run a little faster, we will escape. If we escape, everything will be fine."
In the narrow passage, Bifang urged everyone to evacuate quickly after hearing the alarm. Even though they were several meters apart, the piercing and sharp alarm still reached everyone's ears.
Many people screamed and cried out of stress, but soon recovered after being reminded by Bifang, and continued to escape with trembling bodies.
A total of fifty-three people held hands and formed a long line, passing through the damp, mossy path.
If someone slips and falls into the ditch, the two people nearby can pull him or her back in time to avoid an accident.
"Why do we have to go this way? It's too narrow. It will be much faster if we retreat the same way."
Matthew, who was smelling all over, followed Bifang closely, fearing that he would slip and fall into the stinky ditch again. That was how he got the stink just now.
"We can't actually cover up the traces of our escape. As long as we give it some time , those people will definitely catch up with us. We will be in a very passive position by then, as they will definitely follow us. When we get here, the gang's numerical advantage will be gone. They will be forced to move close to the wall like us. Only the few people in the lead can play a role. But if they follow the direction we came from, their pursuit will be very swift. We will have to deal with a large group of people!"
From the warehouse to the sewer, everyone hid their tracks well with the bushes. Before they were discovered, it was the best cover. But once they were discovered and a large-scale search was conducted, the traces of mud soaked with rain would easily expose everyone's whereabouts, and the numerous and complicated footprints could not be covered up at all.
One disadvantage of cement floors is that once they are stained with colored soil, it is difficult to clean them unless you use a water gun to wash them, otherwise marks will inevitably be left.
The traces of mud and water are right at the sewer cover, and anyone with a little common sense can understand what is going on.
Bifang never considered himself the smartest person. Even in a useless gang, there must be smart people among them. At this moment, he had no doubt that someone was catching up with him.
In the narrow passage, both sides would be restricted, but compared to them whose real combat power was only Bifang, the gang was obviously more restricted in this terrain, and their advantage in numbers was useless.
"In other countries, the probability of a criminal being caught again 72 hours after escaping from prison is less than 5 percent. This is because after 72 hours, the fugitive's activities are too extensive, making it too difficult to search for him, resulting in a very low probability of finding him. It is necessary to conduct a very specific analysis of the means of transportation used by the fugitive to escape, the radius of his activities, and the scope of the search."
"Although we are not fugitives, the events we have experienced are not much different. Therefore, the earlier we are, the easier it is for us to be caught. We must be very careful. The longer we can hold out, the smaller the chance that they will find us. On the other hand, because it is very easy to be caught in the early stages, we must be prepared. So I chose to take the linear pipeline. When we get to the front, we walk out of the shipyard and go ashore again. The chances of them catching us will be much smaller."
[Fang Shen is awesome! Crush them! ]
[Details, all details]
[Oh my god, it's so fucking exciting, there are traps everywhere! ]
In the pitch-black sewer , several flashlight beams scattered back and forth to illuminate the room. The audience only felt that the atmosphere at the moment was tense and exciting, as if a battle royale was going on.
Bifang led everyone around a corner and continued forward.
According to the scene in my memory, I only need to walk another 500 meters to reach the outside of the shipyard. When I get out, I can feel free as the sky is high and the birds fly freely.
"Everyone, hurry up. There are only 500 meters left. We can escape in 500 meters! Don't run around when you get out. Follow me closely so you have a chance to be completely safe. If you run away on your own, you may still be caught. Tomorrow morning, someone will come to pick us up by boat, and then we will be completely safe!"
Hearing that a boat would be coming to pick them up early tomorrow morning, the fifty-odd people present became excited. Even though they had been suffering from long-term malnutrition, they still showed strength.
Even the old man felt that his cold legs, which had plagued him for many years, had mostly healed.
But just when everyone thought they were almost safe, a hurried and chaotic sound of footsteps came from the passage behind them.
Matthew was shocked, but just as he was about to stick his head out to take a look, Bifang pulled him back.
"Don't stick your head out!"
Pulling Matthew back, Bifang was leaning against the wall, pistol in his hand, thinking about a solution.
With a splash, the sound of someone falling into the water suddenly sounded.
The sounds of beating and scolding echoed throughout the corridor.
"Damn it, pull him up!"
"Quick, quick, pull him up, you go!"
After several arguments, two more sounds of entering the water were heard.
Soon after, the sound came closer, but soon became much smaller.
The audience and everyone present immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Bifang also felt relieved.
The route was carefully planned by Bifang before coming here, and everyone was asked to hold hands. On the one hand, this was to avoid falling into the water and delaying the speed, and on the other hand, there were many forks in the road on this route. Otherwise, people would easily get separated.
After more than ten minutes, the people walking along the wall finally saw the vertical shaft.
Matthew immediately climbed up the iron ladder and called everyone up.
After the last Bifang came out, the heavy iron cover closed again.
The sewer was plunged into darkness again.
But just as Bifang stood up, a column of fire shot up into the sky from the direction of the shipyard not far away.
The flame that was about to go out burned fiercely again.
