Capítulo 232: Everything Gets Darker
Slowly pushing open the glass door, Airon led the crowd inside the triangular building, which seemed to be the place where the people in this shelter used to eat, and what greeted them was the smell of food, and there were long tables on both sides, chairs, a window and a cafeteria was set up inside, and filled with things to cook.
Airon ignored this and continued walking forward, opening one of the double doors on the right side that Sam had told him a moment ago, inside was a long hallway with many doors on both sides, he casually opened one to see inside and saw some beds and small tables where people in this place used to sleep.
Continuing inside, there is a large iron door at the end of the corridor. Looking at the joint of the iron door, it should have been replaced later by these people. There are torches on both sides of the door. At first glance, it looks like a medieval dungeon.
Inside the iron door is a circular staircase that goes straight down. Looking at the deep staircase, Airon reached out and pulled down the torch hanging on the wall, opened the door and went down first.
As they descended the stairs, the extremely bright flame-lit basement appeared before their eyes.
The spacious basement is separated by iron fences. The left and right sides become cells one after another. A large fire plate is placed in the middle to illuminate the entire basement. Inside each cell, there is a man crouched in the corner, looking at them with fear on his face.
Each of them was dirty, wore dusty clothes and had deep or shallow scars on his face and body.
There is a cross in the innermost part, on which this one person is tied with five nails in his body. This man's body is covered with bruised wounds. Blood has dried on his body. Obviously, he has spent some time being tortured. There are many torture instruments hanging beside him, and the area is bluish white. The floor tiles are imprinted with blood stains that cannot be washed away. It is unknown how many people have lost their lives here.
"Brother!"
As soon as he entered the basement and looked at the scene in front of him, a man named Santiago couldn't take it anymore, came out of the crowd, looked at everyone in the cell and desperately shouted his brother's name.
But Kenny and the others clenched their fists tightly when they saw everything in front of them and their eyes were filled with anger.
"These people are fucking talented at torturing, just look at how they left those people!" Unlike other people's reactions, Airon patted the welded bars one by one, he secretly thought that these people are really good at interrogating, and they even made a prison cell!
"Ian!"
"Damn it, what did they do to you brother!"
After searching several cells, but finding no more known people, Lee ran to the side of the man named Santiago, inside the cell where he had knelt was a person crucified with nails in his hands, Santiago recognized that man as his brother at a glance.
After hearing this cry, Kenny and the others recovered from their anger and rushed forward.
Stroking Ian's cheeks inside that cell, Santiago felt the coldness of the other person's body and his heart clenched, he reached out and touched the other person's pulse and breathing, which had stopped completely for a long time.
James looked at Ian and the others running behind, and said with a very sad expression, "He...he's dead!"
"I always knew they were looking for something, the place where there was a much better chance of finding those people they were looking for is at the military base, but I didn't expect those people to be kidnapped by this shitty cult. Well, they'd better search well if there is anyone else they can recognize, we might try to save them." Seeing this group of distressed people, Airon didn't even have the time or resources to get all these people out and heal them.
From what he had heard from Sam, this outpost belonged to Teddy's cult, but what really surprised him was discovering these wounds on the people in these cells, so it was obvious that they were looking for something from them.
After watching them search the cell in a hurry, he turned his head to Daniel and said, "Go and find the keys to open the locked cells, they should be around here somewhere."
"Okay!" Daniel nodded, picked up a torch from the brazier and walked to the other side of the basement.
"Grishia!"
"Doug!"
"Christa!"
The basement was filled with the screams of several people, shouting in each of the cells, the echo was so shocking that even Airon's eardrums ached.
Airon looked at everyone and felt nothing, he wasn't familiar with these people after all, but all he was helping them for was to see if they knew anything about what happened here.
"I... I'm here!"
Just as Airon was thinking, he suddenly heard a faint scream from the cell next door. He was a little startled and turned his head to look, only to see a very weak person lying face down inside amidst a pool of blood. You couldn't see if it was a man or a woman, but there was no way anyone who was screaming could hear clearly.
Looking at the weak people inside, Airon turned his head toward a woman named Carley and the others and said, "Hey, see if this is the person you're looking for!"
Hearing this, several people who were searching there immediately ran in a hurry, looked at the person lying inside through the iron door, their faces were surprised and happy, and they shouted Dung's name in unison.
And Daniel, who was looking for the key, also returned at this moment. Seeing their pain, he also understood what happened. He walked forward quickly and opened the chain of the iron door.
"Dung, how are you feeling?"
When the chain was opened, Carley opened the iron gate, walked in quickly, hugged Dng's body and said, "Where are the others, where did they go?"
"You... you are finally here!"
Dung, whose face was covered with bruises, barely opened his swollen eyes, vaguely looked at the familiar people in front of him, tears could not help but slide down the corners of his eyes, he raised his hand trembling and approached the person next to him pointing to a cell, he said with difficulty, "He...they are next to me, we didn't say anything to those lunatics, they want to destroy the world."
After hearing this, they immediately looked into the next cell and saw the same two motionless figures lying in those two cells, but the pungent smell of blood was clearly discernible.
Carley shivered, quickly handed Kenny the care of Dung, got up and walked to the next cell.
By this time, Daniel had already unlocked the chain, seeing the other party approaching, he consciously retreated and walked to Airon's side.
"Plans have changed, it seems things aren't that simple and we can't let that man called Dung die, he knows something we don't." Airon frowned and said, "Open all the cells, we must take all these people inside to the outside to assess the situation."
Seeing the sadness and excitement of his teammates as they gathered around, Airon lost interest in watching. He patted Daniel on the shoulder, looked at the surrounding cells, sighed and said, "Oh, there are only eight cells. Over 30 people were imprisoned in a place of death, it's amazing that there are still some alive."
"I'll send a team, I need that guy named Dung alive and find out what the hell is going on with that cult!"
Walking out of the building, Airon felt a little coolness in the summer with a breeze blowing in his face. He saw Daniel walking from a distance, holding two beaten people with bruised noses and swollen faces.
After tossing the two people in his hand toward the crouching crowd, Daniel said, "Airon, four more people were caught who tried to escape, the others had to kill two others who didn't stop."
Just as he was reporting, those two crawled back to the team. Airon doesn't know what they said, and the crowd that was crouched down suddenly became very agitated.
Several of the middle-aged men and older women suddenly stood up, and one of the middle-aged women ran straight out, looked at Airon with teary eyes and hysterically shouted, "Damn it, kill me too! If you dared to kill my son, you would definitely rot in hell son of a bitch! You will definitely die in flames!"
With the middle-aged woman taking the lead, the rest of the people seemed to have the motivation, desperately shouting all kinds of insults. The surrounding soldiers raised their weapons ready to fire if given the order.
Pop!
Seeing this situation, Airon frowned and realized that these people really did not have the consciousness of being prisoners. He pulled out a pistol from his waistband and fired into the sky. Looking at the people in front of him who were stunned, he said coldly, "You'd better keep your mouths shut!"
When the shots rang out, the scene suddenly fell silent. Most of the people in the crowd looked at Airon's cold eyes, as if waking up from a dream, immediately realized the current situation, secretly thought their minds were not clear, and squatted down very consciously once again. Under the prayers that they would confess everything they were asked.
Only a small group of people were still standing, looking at Airon with hatred, without any fear orr!
"Sam!"
"Yes!"
Airon looked at the people still standing, he thought about the information he had gotten from Dung and then the torture scene in the basement, many of the people who were killed by his people were possibly relatives of these people.
Murderous intent shone in his eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "I want that man ready to talk, the others let them go quietly."
"Understood!"
After receiving Airon's order, Sam also had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he raised the gun in his hand without hesitation and said to the person who was still standing, "Then please come with me!"
As he said that, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, he knocked the more vicious middle-aged woman to the ground with the butt of his gun.
Seeing the blood continuously sliding from the other party's forehead, Sam showed no mercy, grabbed the old woman's hair casually and dragged her forward.
"Ahh!!!"
"Come on!"
Sam also raised the gun in his hand and looked at the few survivors standing hesitantly in the same place, and changed his usual calm to an extremely cold expression.
Seeing the guns pointed at them, those few people didn't dare to stay any longer. They quickly followed him one by one. They also heard what the leader said a moment ago. They would just let them go without killing them, so those who were kneeling also stood up except for the person Airon said would stay.
"You killed my son, I will never let you go, I curse you to hell, go to hell!"
The middle-aged woman who was dragged away screamed, her eyes glowed with hatred, her body struggled madly and she cursed madly, even though she had been dragged away, she could still hear her esoteric screams.
"What a crazy old woman!"
Looking at the backs of those people and listening to the bitter curse of the middle-aged woman, Airon shook his head sarcastically.
Now that the seeds of hatred have been planted in these people's hearts, even if the other party is just an insignificant person in his eyes, as long as he has the ability to move, he won't feel that he will continue to let those kinds of people live like before. It's better to kill all his enemies as soon as possible!
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