Yingzi ran a little slowly, Zhang Tian practically dragged her as they ran forward.
Because traps and escape routes had been prepared in advance, the Red Howl couldn't catch up for the moment.
Fatty looked back at the traps that had been set.
"Boss, look quickly, it's going to fall."
Fatty chuckled.
The few people looked back and saw the Red Howl step into empty space.
It fell right into the large pit that Zhang Tian and the others had dug.
"Stop looking, this guy will definitely climb out. Let's leave this tomb chamber first."
Zhang Tian interrupted Fatty's gaze.
The few people re-traced their route.
Gradually, the three of them arrived at a large iron gate.
Hu Bayi looked at the iron gate and nodded.
"Boss, this is it. It should be a military stronghold. I suspect it's most likely from the Kwantung Army."
Hu Bayi said, it was highly probable that behind this iron gate was a stronghold.
"We'll go in and lock the iron gate from the inside. That zombie fell into the pit and doesn't know our direction, so I don't think it will find us here."
Lin Tian said. The few people nodded, then entered the iron gate and locked it completely from the inside.
This large iron gate, as if specifically designed to ward off evil, was very thick, about as thick as a fist.
It was clearly not designed to stop bullets.
After locking the gate, the few people looked around.
It was pitch black all around, and they couldn't see anything.
"Since it's a stronghold, I suspect there's a good chance of finding a power supply. Old Hu, Fatty, you two go look."
Zhang Tian said casually.
Hu Bayi and Fatty nodded, then began to search for the power supply.
Yingzi clutched Zhang Tian's arm tightly.
"Brother Zhang, that guy just now was so strong, and it can revive. Its head fell off and it was fine. It's a monster, right?"
Yingzi was truly terrified by the red-haired creature they had just encountered.
Its head could be chopped off and then heal, which completely surpassed Yingzi's understanding.
Seeing Yingzi's worried expression, Zhang Tian patted the back of her hand.
"Don't worry, with us here, you'll be fine."
Zhang Tian wasn't concerned. The red-haired creature's weakness was its fear of fire. If they could find a firearm inside,
perhaps they could suppress the red-haired creature with physical attacks.
All fear stems from insufficient firepower.
Being told this by Zhang Tian, Yingzi, who was usually fearless, felt her face flush a little.
After all, since childhood, it seemed only Zhang Tian had ever said such things to her.
Soon, Hu Bayi found the electrical panel.
When it was turned on, the power in the surroundings lit up.
And around Zhang Tian, there was a munitions depot.
It was filled with ammunition.
When everyone saw the surroundings, their eyes lit up.
However, upon seeing the old firearms inside, they all shook their heads.
Ever since they had picked up the automatic rifles last time, looking at these backward weapons from World War II,
they felt a bit underwhelming.
"Ordinary physical attacks are ineffective against those zombies."
"Fatty, go look for grenades. Those might have a greater effect."
Hu Bayi now understood that firearms could deal with people, but when it came to dealing with those creatures,
explosives were more effective.
Hearing Zhang Tian tell Fatty to look for explosives, his expression turned grim.
Fatty's hands were notorious; every grenade he handled turned out to be a dud.
However, Fatty did have a knack for treasure hunting. Moments after Hu Bayi spoke,
Fatty's voice rang out.
"Old Hu, Boss, come quickly, there are actually grenades!"
Fatty exclaimed.
Everyone crowded over.
Indeed, in a large box, many wooden-handled grenades were piled high.
Zhang Tian's eyes flickered.
He said in a low voice,
"I remember Fatty saying he grew up in the army. Can you tie the fuses together and bundle the grenades?"
Zhang Tian mused.
Back in World War I,
anti-armor infantry used bundled grenades. The explosive power of ten grenades was enough to shake the armored vehicles of that era.
Hearing Zhang Tian say this, everyone's eyes lit up.
"Boss, you're a demolition genius."
"How did Fatty not think of this!"
Fatty was overjoyed.
If they bundled ten grenades together, with that kind of power, why would they be afraid of the red-haired monster?
They could just go head-to-head.
Hu Bayi's eyes also lit up.
There had been similar tactics on the battlefield back then.
However, due to a shortage of supplies, they were hesitant to do so.
But things were different now; there was an abundance of supplies.
If Yunlong had found so many supplies back then, he could have flattened the entire Kwantung Army.
"Boss, this is a great idea, we can try it. Also, I've examined this tomb, it's very sturdy and should withstand the impact."
Hu Bayi said. The others stopped talking.
They immediately began bundling the grenades.
Soon, the group looked like magnetic storm infantry, heavily armed.
"Damn it, if I see that guy again, Fatty will exorcise him with brute force."
Fatty declared with great spirit.
He was beaming with pride.
Beside him, Yingzi watched their surroundings vigilantly.
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed past Yingzi's eyes, moving as fast as a streak of white light.
It was accompanied by a sound.
Yingzi was startled, her face turned pale, and her hands trembled.
"Brother Zhang, did you guys see a shadow?"
Yingzi couldn't help but say.
Her voice trembled.
"A shadow?"
Zhang Tian's heart leaped with joy upon hearing this. He knew something important was about to happen.
Moreover, the main reason Zhang Tian had come was to bury those two little fellows.
"Fatty thinks he heard a sound just now, but I didn't see a shadow. What are you afraid of, Yingzi? You've seen zombies, what's there to fear about ghosts?"
Fatty said proudly.
This guy was terrified when he first entered the tomb.
Now look at him, acting all tough.
"Let's go and see. If it's a ghost, it wouldn't appear for no reason."
Zhang Tian said. The others nodded and followed the direction Yingzi pointed.
They passed through several armories and arrived in front of a sealed iron door.
There was a valve on the door.
The surrounding area was just a dimly lit corridor.
"That shadow probably ran in here," Yingzi pointed at the valve and said.
"Boss, this is a gas valve. When the door is opened, the air inside will be drawn out."
"It's always stuffy in there, with almost no air circulation. It's mostly used for storing bodies."
Hu Bayi said, his voice filled with confusion. Logically, if it was for storing bodies, why would it be in such a secluded place?
Besides, did the Kwantung Army have a habit of hiding bodies?
Clearly not. If there were bodies, they would have been cremated on the spot.
There was something fishy going on here!
Zhang Tian, along with Hu Bayi and the others, sensed that something was wrong.
"Open the door. I want to see what's inside."
Zhang Tian said without hesitation.
Hu Bayi nodded. He and Fatty each took one side.
With a strong push, the valve was opened.
After a hissing sound, a smell of chemical solution wafted out.
The smell was pungent, and there were even traces of water inside.
Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi sniffed the air and spoke almost simultaneously.
"It's formalin!"