Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 150 Underground Structure
Sun Hang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and walked forward.

He silently told himself that the airtight door did not exist, and there was nothing on the road ahead...

After seven or eight steps, he opened his eyes and found himself in another passage. Looking back, he saw that the airtight door behind him was still closed.

"Hey... this ability is really useful, but I don't know if it's the first time."

Sun Hang looked around. This passage was much wider than the previous escape passage, and doors began to appear on both sides of the passage.

Although most of these doors were locked, for Sun Hang in his current state, the doors were simply part of the scene and had no practical significance.

He didn't even bother to go through the door, and walked straight through the wall into the first room on the right.

This should be a bathroom. On one wall is a row of dirty ceramic urinals, and on the other side are three cubicles.

The door panels of the cubicles had fallen off, and Sun Hang could directly see the contents inside - two of the cubicles were squat toilets, and there was another cubicle with a wheelchair label on the outside, and the squat toilet inside was replaced with a toilet... On this toilet, sitting crookedly was a dried male corpse.

The corpse was wearing an orange protective suit, which was the standard equipment for the institute's staff at the time. There were many signs of corrosion and burning on the suit, and there was a big hole torn on the chest.

This type of protective clothing is lined with wire mesh. Although it is not bulletproof, it has strong puncture and tear resistance. The force required to tear this type of protective clothing is terrifying.

Sun Hang looked through the hole in the protective suit and saw a horrific wound on the chest of the deceased. His flesh was torn and even several ribs were broken.

The holes in the protective suit should have been stained with blood, but due to the age, the blood had long since turned into powder and fallen off, leaving only the broken and twisted wire mesh exposed.

At the feet of the corpse, there was a Nagant revolver. Sun Hang picked it up and saw that the gun was miraculously still usable, but the magazine was empty. The only sound he could hear was the "pop" of the hammer hitting the empty chamber when he pulled the trigger.

Sun Hang noticed that the latch of the compartment's door panel had been pulled shut... He could almost imagine the deceased's last experience before his death.

A certain monster or monsters invaded the institute, or the experimental subjects in the institute accidentally went out of control. In short, something was slaughtering people in the institute. The defense forces in the institute could not eliminate or subdue it in the first time, and a large number of people were killed and injured. This staff member was seriously injured and almost fatally. In desperation, he fled to this toilet with his injuries, hid in a cubicle, and locked the door.

Although in Sun Hang's opinion, this thin wooden door could not stop the monster that could only tear open the protective clothing, but for the deceased, a narrow enclosed space might be the only thing that could give him a little sense of security.

He was lucky that the monster did not chase him here; but he was also unlucky because after he hid in the toilet, his life had begun to count down.

An ordinary person would have died on the spot with that chest injury. This guy must have been injected with some kind of stimulant or adrenaline, which allowed him to barely hold on until here.

But when the effect of the drug wore off, death would come as expected. Perhaps he knew that he would die soon, so he did not open the airtight door to enter the escape passage, but decided to wait quietly for death here.

"Tsk... How come this guy didn't leave any suicide note or anything like that?" Sun Hang searched the body from top to bottom, inside and out, but apart from an old-fashioned fountain pen stuck in the pocket and a handkerchief that had been oxidized to the point of breaking at the slightest touch, there was nothing else.

Sun Hang carefully examined his body again and found no signs of abnormality, which meant that the deceased was most likely not infected.

But this is normal. There were thousands of people stationed on the island at that time, and there were only six hunters among them. Apart from them, the only infected people were the "research subjects". This staff member obviously died shortly after the accident, and the probability of being infected was very low.

Sun Hang actually hoped that he could find a few bodies of the infected people. If that didn't work, a few skeletons would be fine... At least, it would allow him to figure out what kind of accident had happened that year.

The only valuable information at the moment is that there is a monster in the abandoned research institute that has the ability to tear open protective clothing.

As to whether this monster is dead or alive, or still on the island, it is unknown.

But in Sun Hang's opinion, he felt that the monster's combat power should not be too strong... otherwise, this person would not have the chance to come here at all.

But then again, if we compare them vertically, the equipment of the security guards at the institute was also very backward. Antiques like the Nagant revolver can only be seen in military museums now...

If they were equipped with all modern equipment, even if the institute could not be saved, the number of survivors who escaped would probably increase greatly.

At least, this matter will not become an unsolved case.

The entire toilet had been checked. Sun Hang twirled the revolver in his hand, passed through the wall, and walked into the next room.

This is a dormitory with four steel-frame bunk beds placed against the walls on both sides. The bedding on the beds has rotted. A kettle covered with a woven protective cover has fallen to the ground. A little further away, a military shoe made of waterproof oilcloth is scattered.

Behind the door was a gun cabinet, which contained no guns, but contained a few boxes of bullets. On the second bunk bed, diagonally opposite the gun cabinet, there was a helmet with the Siberian Federation military emblem on it.

There were no bodies in the dormitory, and judging from the situation at the scene, no fighting had taken place.

This dormitory should be prepared for the garrison on the island. Back then, the Nameless Island was jointly garrisoned by the armies of the Siberian Federation and the Xiazhou Federation. Among the more than 5,000 people on the island, nearly half were soldiers.

"If it's connected to the escape passage, then this should be the third underground floor of the institute." Sun Hang recalled the structure map of the institute in his mind. "In addition to the dormitory for the garrison, the third underground floor should also have two archives rooms, a boiler room and two warehouses... I just don't know which escape passage I just came in is... It's best to be passage number two, which is closest to the archives room."

(End of this chapter)