C1783 Vadims Last Doomsday (2/2)

The navy was completely gone, and only his own blood was left. The three weakest people in the dungeon were already dead, and now he wanted to solve the problem of thirst … Then we can only hurt each other.

The seven people knew that they were going to die for sure. There was no sound from outside for such a long time, which meant that the Chinese could not hear their cries for help.

If this went on any longer, it would only result in death, but humans were just that cowardly. Even if they had to live another three minutes, they would never give up.

Vadim had finally reached the end of his life. As his hope had been completely shattered, he was the first one to be slaughtered, like an animal. The stench of blood allowed the other six evil spirits to last for half a day.

However, that was only for half a day. Blood could never solve a real problem, and drinking blood was actually the same as drinking salt water. He could only get more and more thirsty, and the more thirsty he was, the more he needed to find something to quench his thirst.

The six hungry wolves finally set their sights on their small group. Vadim's family had all their blood sucked dry, now it was up to them to kill themselves.

Gunfire, the sound of an axe chopping down a bone, the screams of the dying … On the last night, even the deities closed their eyes. Even the deities could not bear to watch such a tragedy unfold.

After that day, the ghost sound never appeared again. Sanniang moved his pub away, bringing the handsome tiger's mother and that rogue who threatened him to a coal mine opened by the Mi family and never left there.

The only officer who was closest to the truth and was also willing to seek it out was transferred out of Haishenwai after the nation-building ceremony and never returned to serve here in his entire life.

Even more ironic is the fact that excessive Chinese supplies have helped history to hide this secret.

Due to the chaos in the accounts and the continuous transfer of property rights, the military rations in the entire warehouse were forgotten by someone. The food in the warehouse did not exist even in the logistics replenishment accounts of the loyal troops.

They did not need to worry about food and drinks. There were a lot of supplies that were not used up in this war. However, as time went by, the canned food and compressed biscuits were all over their lifespan and turned into trash.

There were a lot of areas that needed to be busy with in order to create a nation. The most important task in front of the Far East was to gather troops to defend against the Russian invasion, to restore economy, and finally to build internal affairs.

Large amounts of money and manpower were placed at the front lines, on the construction roads, on the mining areas, forest farms, and farming areas.

There was simply no one who was in the mood to count how much junk was in the Haishenwai, and no one was willing to count the number of these war remnants.

It wasn't until three years after the end of the war that the volunteers got rid of the threat from the north and were able to solve the remaining problems. The six consortia had their first general storage close to the east coast of the city.

The phenomenon of waste was extremely serious. When the military rations in the warehouse were opened, the stench almost did not kill the accounting staff and workers in the warehouse.

There was no need to count these rubbish. These smelly goods were directly taken to the burial ground outside the city to be buried. However, in the eyes of merchants, any manual labor was the cost and could not be easily wasted.

As a result, under the order of the project manager, the warehouse that had been reconstructed from the semi-buried headquarters was not emptied. Instead, it was directly demolished on the spot.

The exposed parts of the ground were completely destroyed and smashed flat. The broken military rations became the foundation of the wood pile field. People had placed 20 cm thick stones on top of the ruins. This spacious area had become a large open-air warehouse for merchants to pile up wood.

The bunker became a dungeon, and the dungeon became a underground palace. Finally, the woodwork factory was directly sealed, and the 10 souls below were officially buried, until 120 years later, when they were discovered by archaeologists and the whole world was shaken.