Three Hundred Fifty-Seven Arrests

The luthier widened his eyes in surprise: "What's going on?" The scene in front of him was so strange that the fear in his heart disappeared.

"I don't know!" Ye Han replied, the curiosity in his heart could not be suppressed, "Go, follow and have a look!"

He imagined all kinds of situations where he would encounter the boxer ants, but he never thought about the scene in front of him.

The luthier held the grenade launcher tightly: "Is it okay to just turn on the headlights?"

"It's okay." Although Ye Han said Song, he still turned off the headlights, and the panicked ants immediately quieted down, and continued to walk unhurriedly with that person.

Xiao Yuan stared at that person, looked again and again, and asked in horror: "Linyi has given up for more than two months, where did this person come from?"

"Caught them from the ground?" The luthier guessed, "Didn't you say that there are still many people left in Linyi? You also said that there is a reception in the suburbs."

"Wearing autumn clothes in this weather? It's freezing to death." Xiao Yuan said.

"Then what do you think is going on?" There was already a hint of impatience in the luthier's tone.

"Just ask if you don't know!" Xiao Yuan said.

"It can't be the ants who caught it and kept it until now?" the luthier said angrily.

"Impossible." Ye Han said, "Could it be possible that after the ants catch the person back, they will feed and drink them all the time? November, December, how much food do they have to eat in more than two months?"

Xiao Yuan suddenly remembered that person's unresponsive face like a zombie: "Then what, you say, is that person dead or alive?"

"Should be... alive?" Ye Han's heart shook, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, "If he was just caught by boxing ants, then he must be alive."

The temperature here is 12 to 13 degrees above zero. If he had been caught for a while, he would have turned into a rotting corpse long ago, instead of being carried away by boxing ants like he is now.

"Then how can we save him?" Xiao Yuan didn't ask whether to save him, but how to save him, because there is no need to ask the previous question. There is no reason to stand on the sidelines when it is done.

The luthier shook his head: "There's no need, that man has no heartbeat, he's dead."

Recently, Qu Jiang has greatly improved the power armor. Although there is no change in the appearance, the equipment inside has increased a lot.

Because of the limited space in the armor, it is impossible to install all the functions on one armor. Qu Jiang adopted the method of "division of labor and cooperation" to install different functions on different armors.

The armor that the luthier is wearing now has an additional set of life detection devices than others, which can detect the vibration of the heartbeat within five meters.

Xiao Yuan immediately stopped talking, the living must be rescued, but the rescue must be carried out without affecting the mission.

Dead people... people are already dead, and there is no way to talk about saving or not saving them. Taking a little tissue out and making a DNA record can be regarded as the utmost kindness.

At this time, the corner of the screen in front of the luthier suddenly jumped, and a circle of transparent ripples appeared.

The transparent ripples are just the visual effect of the operating system, in order to remind the operators of the power armor, don't ignore this reminder.

The luthier squinted and almost bit his tongue. The prompt in front of him actually came from a life detector, and it was a heartbeat signal!

But when he looked carefully, there was no new signal, and the luthier couldn't help wondering, was there a malfunction in the system, or was he seeing the wrong place?

Several people continued to follow behind the ant colony, and after about fifty or sixty meters, they entered a cave, and stepped out of the passage with one foot. Everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

The cave in front of me is at least a hundred square meters, and there are six passages leading into this cave from different directions. On one side of the cave, there are densely packed human bones all the way to the top of the cave, and countless skulls with empty eye sockets. It seems that there are countless voices entangled together, whispering their own tragic experiences.

Xiao Yuan stared blankly: "How many people will die?"

"Aren't there still fewer people dying in Linyi?"

"Damn it!" Ding Mo raised the flamethrower and was about to fire.

Ye Han grabbed Ding Mo's arm: "No, it's easy to burn them to death, but if you can't complete the task, more people will die in the hands of boxing ants in the future!"

Ding Mo broke free from Ye Han's arm angrily: "Captain Ye, when I leave, I will definitely burn this place down!"

"Up to you." Ye Han said.

At this time, the ant colony carrying people had stopped, and the ant colony scattered away, rushing towards the direction they came from.

"Don't move!" Ye Han said.

Several people stood still, letting ants with big fists crawl past their feet, and some of them even crawled onto the feet of everyone.

"What are they doing?" the luthier asked suspiciously.

"Leave them alone," Ye Han said, "This place is probably a canteen for ants. If anyone sees an ant that is different, he will immediately catch it. Be careful, it must be alive!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Han took out a glass jar the size of a thermos cup from the box on his waist.

This thing was received at the airport before departure, and it was specially used to hold boxing ants. Because of this thing, the departure time of Ye Han and others was delayed by half an hour.

"Don't worry!" said the luthier.

Before Ding Mo and Xiao Yuan could express their opinions, the ground around the man in autumn clothes suddenly arched more than a dozen small dirt bumps the size of a sea bowl.

"Look!" Xiao Yuan yelled, pointing at the ground.

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen boxing ants with huge tail bellies emerged from the soil bag, and each abdomen was much longer than ordinary boxing ants.

"Catch!" Ye Han yelled without hesitation, rushed over, put the glass bottle with the unscrewed lid in front of the Pan-bellied Fist Ant, spread the five fingers of the other hand, and stretched it behind the Pan-bellied Fist Ant's buttocks. Push, and stuff this special boxer ant into the glass.

Twist the lid on, and you're done, Ye Han immediately put the caught ants back into the metal box on his waist.

Xiao Yuan shook the glass jar: "Captain, I broke some legs..."

"It's okay, it's okay to fold them all!" Ye Han said.

"That's a good relationship!" Without hesitation, Ding Mo tore off all the legs of a pan-bellied box ant before stuffing it into the jar, and then raised his foot to crush another pan-bellied box ant.

"Is this the queen ant?" the luthier asked suspiciously.

"Should I grab it first, anyway, there are still jars left." Ye Han said irresponsibly.

The task this time is to catch queen ants, but when encountering special ants, there is nothing wrong with catching a batch.

The ground behind everyone suddenly arched dozens of bumps, but everyone's attention was all on the man in autumn clothes, and no one noticed this horrifying scene at all.

Several people caught four and trampled one to death, and nearly ten pan-bellied fist ants crawled onto the man in autumn clothes, opened their evil ant jaws, and bit down fiercely. (To be continued.)