I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

From the other side of the corridor, through the now-dead iron gate, faint sounds of impacts and metal scraping could be heard.

The pursuers had clearly reached the corner and were dealing with the beds left behind by the little girl.

An Ran stood up and glanced at the people around her.

Of the thirty-one patients, less than half were able to stand on their own.

The rest either sat against the wall or collapsed on the ground.

The old woman, supporting a young man, glanced back at An Ran.

"Where is your companion?"

An Ran didn't answer, her gaze fixed on the other side of the iron gate.

One minute.

Fifty seconds.

Forty seconds.

Two gunshots suddenly rang out from deep within the corridor, very close together.

An Ran's heart jumped into her throat.

Thirty seconds.

Twenty seconds.

To the left of the iron gate, a small maintenance door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and Chen Zheng squeezed in sideways.

There was a scratch on the cuff of his clothes, but other than that, he didn't look disheveled at all.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance.

Chen Zheng glanced at the situation and nodded.

"I killed the six in the maintenance tunnel, but there will definitely be pursuers."

Chen Zheng's gaze fell on the group of patients, paused for a moment, and then looked at An Ran.

"Can you carry it?"

An Ran wiped the sweat from her face and tightened the straps of the waterproof bag.

"It can be carried."

The little girl stood at the front of the crowd, barefoot, looking up at Chen Zheng and An Ran.

She is also waiting for further instructions.

This child has no intention of retreating back to the corner of the bed anymore.

……

The first half of the West Auxiliary Road is relatively easy to walk on, with an emergency light every few meters.

But the situation is different in the second half.

After walking about two-thirds of the way, Anran saw the second closed door ahead.

This door is thinner than the previous one, and it's descending more slowly; there's still a gap of about one meter left.

But the hydraulic rod was already running, and it clearly wasn't going to stop.

"We can still make it." An Ran glanced back at the line and shouted, "Let's go!"

The patients quickened their pace, but their speed was still limited.

Those who can walk on their own are already walking, while those who can't are being supported and dragged forward.

A middle-aged man with an IV drip was dragging along on a frame; every step he took was legendary.

The little girl ran ahead, and when she reached the closed door, she crouched down and crawled through first.

After she passed by, she turned back and leaned against the door, reaching out to touch the person behind her.

"Hurry, the door is still going down!"

Her voice still had a childlike quality, but it sounded very reliable at this moment.

The old woman went second, and after she passed, she stood next to the little girl and began to help the people behind her.

One by one, the patients bent over or lay down, squeezing out through the increasingly narrow gap.

An Ran stood on this side of the door to maintain order, while Chen Zheng stood at the end of the line, his ears constantly perked up.

When the last few people passed by, there was only about forty centimeters of space left at the bottom of the door.

An Ran pushed the last man's back, shoved him over, and then slid out herself.

Chen Zheng was the last one, lying sideways on the ground, the bottom of the iron gate almost scraping his nose.

thump.

The door fell to the ground.

Another road behind them was blocked.

An Ran got up, but before she could even catch her breath, all the lights in the corridor ahead suddenly went out.

In the darkness, only the heavy breathing of the patients and the sound of the IV stand wheels rolling on the ground could be heard.

Three seconds later, the emergency lights suddenly turned on.

The entire corridor was lit up with red light, and the ward doors popped open one after another.

This is the automatic release of the electronic lock after power failure.

The sound of doors popping open echoed repeatedly.

There was noise again at the end of the corridor.

Footsteps.

a lot of.

The sound came from both behind and to the side. Chen Zheng tilted his head slightly, his ears twitching slightly.

"That door behind won't hold them off for long; they're cutting it down."

"The maintenance access on the side has been reopened, and the second group of people is coming around."

An Ran's face darkened upon hearing this: "How long?"

"Three minutes, four minutes at most."

Of the thirty patients, half of them can't walk fast. How far can they run in four minutes?

Just as An Ran was about to speak, the little girl moved.

She turned and ran to the nearest open ward, grabbed the bed rails with both hands, and pulled herself out with all her might.

"Help!" she shouted hurriedly to those behind her.

An Ran and several patients were stunned for a moment.

The little girl had already dragged the first bed halfway out, turned around to look at everyone, her face flushed red.

"Just like before, use the bed to block it!"

"This corridor is even narrower than the one above, making it even easier to get blocked!"

After she finished speaking, without caring about other people's reactions, she squatted down and locked one of the front wheels with a click, then ran to the other side to lock the second one.

The old woman was the first to react.

"Did you hear me? Push!"

That shout woke everyone up.

The middle-aged man simply leaned the IV stand he was carrying against the wall and turned to push another bed.

A skinny young man gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and followed after him, leaning against the wall.

An Ran also got involved.

Together with the middle-aged man, she pushed the second bed to the middle of the corridor, intersecting it with the one the little girl had placed there.

The little girl squatted on the ground checking the wheel lock, muttering to herself.

"The one on the left isn't locked properly, step on it again."

"The foot of the bed should be against the corner of the wall, without leaving any gaps."

"Medicine cabinet, move that medicine cabinet over here and cramm it between the two beds!"

An Ran looked at her, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

This child has been locked up in this place for who knows how long; the number strap on his wrist is still on, and he doesn't even have a pair of shoes.

But she knew where the wheel locks were on each bed, how wide the corners of the hallway were, and how to create the biggest obstacles with the fewest things.

She had been observing, writing things down, and waiting for a moment when she could use these things.

How long did you spend reading and writing it down? And what were your feelings while writing these things down?

Chen Zheng was also helping, but he was mostly in charge of coordinating.

"The oxygen cylinder is stuck in the door frame. Don't let the door close."

"The IV stand should be inserted horizontally to prevent it from getting stuck in the bed frame."

"The two who can't walk should squat down against the wall so they don't block the way."

In less than three minutes, two barrier lines were in place.

The first floor is positioned right in the middle of the corridor, with two hospital beds crossed and jammed together, and a medicine cabinet and IV stand crammed in between, all the wheels locked.

The second floor is located five meters behind at the corner, where a bed is leaning against the corner of the wall, with an oxygen cylinder blocking the foot of the bed. Several metal trays and medicine boxes are piled up next to it.

It's not particularly sturdy, but in a corridor less than two meters wide, it would take quite a bit of effort to force your way through.

The little girl stood behind the first line of defense, holding onto the bed railing, panting heavily, her face covered in sweat.

Her hands were trembling, but her mouth never stopped.

"Uncle, stand a little to the left, and hold them off when they push you."

"Grandma, just give the rhythm, don't strain yourself, your body can't handle it."

"Everyone who has something hard on them, grab a bottle or a plate, and smash it when they reach for it!"