Battlefield Contract Worker

Try to save yourself

But to his disappointment, only noise came from the communicator. Although the communicator showed that it was still on the phone, Lin Rui was not sure that the Black Mamba had received his message.

"Do you think they received it?" Lin Rui turned his head and asked.

"From the current signal situation, it's really hard to say. Although the communicator seems to be connected, it is very likely that the sound signal we send will be accompanied by a lot of interference.

If that's the case, maybe all they hear is a murmur. ' replied the sausage.

"Damn it. Then can we cut off the communication and reconnect again?" Lin Rui asked.

"Okay. But we can't guarantee that we'll be able to connect. Maybe this is our only chance. If we hang up and don't connect again.

We may have wasted our only chance. If it were me, it's better to keep the communication signal and repeat it. This way they are more likely to receive our information. ' replied the sausage.

Before he could finish speaking, the blue light on the communicator flashed twice before turning green again.

This means that the communication signal is over and the communicator is offline, possibly because their own signal is not good. It is also possible that the other party could not receive it and hung up.

Everyone was in a heavy heart. Whether they have contacted the Black Mamba or not, they have no idea.

If they get in touch it means they can get out, if the Black Mamba doesn't get their distress call. Things could go bad.

"Okay, I don't think we need to be so pessimistic. Maybe the Black Mamba got a signal, so he turned off the communication." Sergey shrugged.

"If he receives a call for help from us. Maybe he won't hang up the communication in such a hurry, but will ask for more details." Ye Lina shook her head.

"Maybe he felt that there was a problem with the communication equipment, the noise was too loud, and the detailed inquiries could not get any results. Maybe he has already brought someone here." Sergey was a little embarrassed. "I just want to keep everyone optimistic.

But it's also good, that Aguero just trapped us, not forcing us to death. If I were him, I'd block the ventilation ducts.

In the case of no air circulation, we can last for an hour at most. will be suffocated here. Compared to this result, we are now very..." Before Sergey could finish his words, the green light on the communicator suddenly turned red again.

"No signal again, what's going on?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Damn russian, you're such a crow's mouth. Our communicator antenna is sticking out of the ventilation duct.

Now it looks like Aguero has blocked the ventilation ducts. Although the space is large enough, the air storage is also limited.

We all breathe every minute, every minute we consume oxygen. Like you said, we only have a few hours left. "Sausage leaned against the corner wearily.

Sergey wants to give himself a mouth, which is really a good thing and a bad thing. He just said casually, Aguero outside really did it.

Originally, although they were trapped, they only relied on a narrow pipe of fifteen centimeters to supply oxygen. But at least some time to live.

Now that even the 15-centimeter vents have been closed, they are truly at a dead end.

Now all their hope is on the Black Mamba. And the Black Mamba, I don't know if they have received their distress signal.

Lin Rui felt very bad, he had never felt so powerless for a long time. When the situation is completely out of his control and can only watch everything develop. This feeling of powerlessness and helplessness came so strongly.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I've hurt you." Gonzalez looked at them.

"Shut your stinky mouth, speaking will speed up the oxygen consumption." Lin Rui said coldly, "Everyone sit down against the wall. Try not to talk and keep breathing smoothly.

The lower the posture, the greater the oxygen concentration in the air. Sausage, how much dynamite do you have? "

"It's definitely not okay to blast the walls and iron doors, and as I said before, doing so will kill us all. Exploding in such a confined space, the shock wave will shatter our internal organs." Sausage shook his head. .

"That's not what I'm talking about. In a confined space, an explosion produces a lot of gas. If we block this side of the vent, and then pass a small explosion, can the explosive gas reopen and be blocked outside? vent?" Lin Rui turned around and asked.

"I don't quite understand." Sausage frowned.

"The ventilation pipes here use 15-centimeter steel pipe embedded parts, which means that if the two ends are blocked, the ventilation pipe itself should be a closed space.

If an explosion is completed in the pipeline, will the thrust generated by the gunpowder gas flush out the blocked end?

Similar to the principle that the bullet is propelled by the gas of the propellant and shoots out of the barrel. "Lin Rui asked.

Sausage froze for a moment, "It's possible. But we have to ensure that our end will not be blasted away by the explosion, but completely sealed. Only then can it cause the effect you mentioned.

If we can seal the end close to us, it's quite possible to do so. Because in this case, Aguero's method of sealing the ventilation pipes outside would not be too clever.

In such a short period of time, it was impossible for him to use any solid method to seal the pipeline. At most, you can only use a cloth ball dampened with water and stuff it into the pipe to block the air circulation.

If we block it tightly enough, the gas generated after the explosion will form an explosive shock, which will push forward along the pipeline, and finally push out the cloth ball that blocks the pipeline.

But the problem is that we have to be blocked here. "

Lin Rui nodded ~www.readwn.com~ folded those tarps and placed them in the vents, then pressed them with wooden boards, and then supported them with sturdy table legs.

To ensure that the vent on our end can be completely blocked. Then make a few small explosives and throw them in through the vent. Then block the vent.

Using the impact of the explosion, the outer seal was rushed out. "

"It's interesting, it's worth trying it out." Nightingale nodded, and a few people came on stage to help.

They got a tarp to use as a pad. Find a piece of wood and try to see if it can hold the vent firmly.

And Sausage, carefully disassembled his C4 bomb, cut it into small pieces, and inserted the micro detonator.

After everything is ready. All the people stepped aside. Sausage connected the microdetonator to the C4 bomb nugget and put it into the ventilation duct.

The ventilation ducts were then plugged, reinforced with tarps and planks to ensure tightness, supported by metal table legs.

(End of this chapter)