Two Hundred and Six People in the Car

Through the fierce burning flames, Ye Han and others clearly saw that the burning house was full of new grains that had not yet had time to thresh, bundles of grains were either scorched black or red, and the billowing heat wave hit their faces.

The blazing flames devoured the corpses in an instant, and the limbs of several corpses suddenly twisted and danced in the flames, which made the three of them take a step back in unison.

A corpse suddenly sat up, twitching its body like an involuntary puppet. The half of its head that had been torn off by the bullet sometimes rushed forward and sometimes backward, looking like an electrocuted snake.

Huya swallowed in horror: "Ye Pai... exploded, a corpse!"

The old soldier gave Huya a contemptuous look: "What are you afraid of, this is a fire, not a dead body, and you are not a recruit, why are you still superstitious?"

Huya looked at Ye Han dubiously, Ye Han nodded: "The old soldier is right."

"How is it possible?" Huya still refused to believe it.

Ye Han explained: "After a person dies, the nerve cells are still alive, and there will be a stress response to external stimuli, which is almost the same as an instinctive reaction."

Huya was still a little skeptical, but seeing what Ye Han said was serious, he finally believed it a little bit.

Believe it or not, Huya couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart when he saw the restless corpse: "Ye Pai, let's go quickly!"

"Look at your prospects!" The veteran laughed and scolded.

Huya laughed dryly for a while, his guilty eyes wandering around.

Ye Han's gaze swept across the soaring flames, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Let's go." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the armored vehicle.

He is not a real policeman, and he has no extra energy and ability to find out exactly what conflicts Zhao Hongwei had with these people based on clues.

Huya took a few steps to overtake Ye Han, and was the first to jump onto the armored vehicle. He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a second.

The veteran followed Ye Han and said softly: "Ye Pai, do we need to look for it again? What if there are still people in the village?"

Ye Han thought for a while and said: "No need, those who should come out, we can come out without us looking for them, and those who don't want to come out, we can't find them even if we look for them."

With a full set of military uniform and an armored vehicle, anyone with eyes can tell the identities of the three of them. If there are still people in the village who refuse to come out, they are probably Zhao Hongwei's accomplices.

The high temperature erosion had already damaged the corpse's nerves, and the restless corpse finally calmed down. The armored vehicle parked not far away started its engine and went straight through the village.

On the other side of the village, Ye Han and the others found a silver-gray car with the doors wide open and seven or eight bullet holes in the body.

"Stop the car, I'll go down and have a look." Ye Han said suddenly.

"Look at what?" asked the veteran.

"I think this car might belong to that guy." Ye Han said, picked up the rifle, and jumped out of the car shortly.

There was no one in the silver-gray car, there was nothing on the front seat, and a deflated backpack was thrown on the back seat.

Ye Han casually lifted Beibao out of the car, opened the zipper of the backpack, touched it with his hand, and took out a dirty camouflage jacket from the bag. There were actually two thin stripes representing the upper class on the collar.

Ye Han's face changed, and he simply turned the backpack upside down and shook it vigorously, and another pair of pants fell out of the bag, as well as a few compressed biscuits and two loaded magazines.

He first put away the magazine, then picked up the jacket and touched it carefully. His fingertips touched a square the size of a bank card. Ye Han took it out and saw that it was indeed the army's green soldier ID.

Opening the soldier's card, Zhao Hongwei's photo was pasted on it.

Ye Han threw down his soldier ID and scratched his hair angrily.

"Ye Pai, what did you find?"

"Soldier certificate, that kid is not only a murderer, but also a deserter." Ye Han said coldly.

"Damn it!" The old soldier was furious, "You're going to smear us soldiers!"

Ye Han stuffed the soldier's card into his pocket,

The clothes were thrown back into the car, and he turned and walked towards the armored vehicle.

At this moment, the veteran suddenly shouted: "Ye Pai, the car is moving!"

"What?" Ye Han suddenly turned around, staring at the car with wide eyes.

Ye Han waited patiently for a while, but the car remained motionless. He was puzzled: "Old soldier, did you read it wrong?"

"Absolutely not!" The veteran replied affirmatively, and simply lifted the top cover and jumped out of the car, standing beside Ye Han and looking at the car together.

Ye Han looked left and right, and his eyes slowly fell on the trunk of the car. He first loaded the rifle with bullets, then approached the car carefully, grabbed the trunk lever and lifted it up.

With a soft click, the trunk lid of the car slowly lifted, and a faint whining sound penetrated into Ye Han's ears.

Ye Han turned around cautiously, and there was actually a soldier whose hands, feet and mouth were tied up with tape in the trunk.

When the soldier saw Ye Han's military uniform, his eyes immediately shone with hope.

Ye Han let out a long breath, lowered the muzzle of the gun, reached out and tore off the tape on the soldier's mouth: "Name, serial number!"

The soldier in the trunk replied weakly: "Liu Erzhu, Lieutenant of the Bainan Battalion!"

"Bai Nanying? Why did you get stuck in a traffic jam?" The veteran asked strangely.

Liu Erzhu showed a wry smile: "Squad leader, can you untie me before asking?"

The veteran looked at Ye Han, saw Ye Han nodding, and then stretched out his hand to pull the tape on Liu Erzhu's body.

Unexpectedly, the strength of the adhesive tape was far beyond imagination, and he could not pull it apart by pulling it left and right. The veteran pulled out the knife angrily, cut the tape with a single stroke, and let go of Liu Erzhu. hands and feet.

Liu Erzhu wanted to get up, but he tried twice but failed. The veteran couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"Hands and feet are numb, I can't control it anymore." Liu Erzhu said miserably.

"I'm really afraid of you." The veteran reached out and helped Liu Erzhu up, and let him sit in the trunk and move his hands and feet slowly.

Liu Erzhu moved his blood-constricted arm while begging embarrassingly: "Chief, squad leader, do you have anything to eat?"

Ye Han took out a compressed biscuit from his trouser pocket, tore open the package and handed it over.

As if he had found a treasure, Liu Erzhu held the compressed biscuit with his hand that had recovered a little, took a big bite, and munched his cheeks away, as if what he ate was not compressed biscuit, but a full feast of sea cucumber and abalone.

The compressed biscuits were dry and hard. When I bit them, my teeth gritted, and when I swallowed, my mouth dried up. People with bad teeth tasted like they were trying their best to eat them. This kid bit off a big piece in one bite, which made Ye Han's teeth hurt.

Ye Han sighed with Liu Erzhu's eagerness to be reincarnated from starvation, and turned around to the armored vehicle and shouted, "Huya, water!"

"Okay!" Huya lifted the top cover and threw a bottle of mineral water at the veteran.

The veteran didn't catch the bottle of water too late to react, so he gave Huya a thumbs down gesture, picked up the mineral water, twisted off the cap and handed it to Liu Erzhu.

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