Chapter 66 Chapter 66

Juliet grabbed the loose air tube with both hands and squeezed it hard, only to see a trace of air bubbles coming out of the vent hole of the helmet.There is no air in the air pipe. She cursed secretly, pressed the call button with her chin, and desperately called the orphan.There must be something wrong with the compressor, and he's probably busy with it, or with gas.But, didn't she tell him a long time ago that there is no need to turn off the machine when refueling?He had no idea how to restart the compressor.At this moment, her thoughts were in a mess, and she couldn't think of a reason at all.To get air, she had to go out on the water, but that was too far away for her to reach.In other words, she had no chance of surviving at all.

She took a tentative breath.Now, the air in the gown and the air tube is all she has left.However, with the strength of her lungs inhaling, how much air in the trachea can she inhale?I'm afraid I can't take two breaths. She took one last look at the pump.She had hoped there would be time to fix the wires, otherwise if the pump vibrated too much or if it was accidentally pulled, the wires would probably come loose.The problem is, time is too tight, she hastily connected the wires, and there was no time to fix them.At the moment, the wires are floating in the water, but that doesn't matter anymore.At least for her, it doesn't matter anymore.She kicked her feet against the wall, waved her hands in the water, and moved forward slowly.Moving in the water feels a lot like being stuck, the water holds you back and makes it hard to push, no place to push, no place to pull.

Also, the bars strapped to her legs were so heavy that it was almost impossible for her to move.Juliet bent down, trying to pull the Velcro to release the bars, but found it hard to reach.Wearing protective clothing, the arms will float up, and the protective clothing is too bulky, which makes it very inconvenient to move... Wearing a helmet in the water, the scene in front of you will be enlarged and deformed.She watched as she reached out to grab the devil's felt, but no matter how long she stretched out, she was still a few centimeters short. She took a deep breath, sweat dripping from her nose onto her helmet.Then she tried again, bending down desperately, stretching her hands desperately, this time, her fingertips almost touched the black devil's felt.She tried her best, moaning from exhaustion.Such a simple movement, why is it so tiring, she just wants to touch her calf——

The result is still not touched.She gave up, and shuffled on again, a few steps down the hallway, following the wires and gas lines by the dim light on top of her helmet.She was careful not to touch the wires, because she knew that if she accidentally pulled the wires, the ends of the wires on the pump would come loose.The ground wire she had wrapped around the pump just now was too loose.Although she's struggling to breathe now, her power-generator instincts are still there.She cursed herself secretly, why didn't she spend more time preparing. By the way, the knife!It occurred to her that she still had a knife.So she stopped immediately.She looked down at the pocket sewn into her belly and saw the knife inside gleaming in the light.

Juliet bent down and inserted the tip of the knife between the hazmat suit and the Velcro.The water was dark save for the dim light above her head.The water pressure feels so heavy.At this moment, she was trapped alone at the bottom of the mechanical and electrical area, with nearly 100 meters of stagnant water above her head. She suddenly felt so helpless, so lonely, and so scared.She had never been so scared in her life. She held on to the knife tightly, fearing that it would slip off accidentally.She knew what would happen to that.She bent down desperately with the strength of her abdominal muscles, lowered her head desperately, pushed the knife with a slight swing, and slowly cut off the devil felt.Bending over and bowing her head hard, this kind of action is very tiring, her stomach hurts, she cursed secretly with hatred.Later, the bars were finally cut off and slowly fell to the tin floor.At that moment, the sense of restraint on her calf suddenly disappeared, and she felt suddenly flexible.

At this time, one leg of Juliet began to float up, but the other leg was still sinking, so her whole body began to lean sideways.She continued to cut the devil felt on the other leg with a knife, being very careful, afraid of accidentally cutting the protective clothing, and afraid of seeing air bubbles coming out.There was very little air left.She pulled the knife desperately, and slowly cut off the devil felt like just now.She watched the distorted and magnified scene through the helmet, watching the nylon fibers of the Velcro slowly tear apart, and drops of sweat splashed on her helmet.Then, the Velcro felt snapped and the bars fell off.

At this time, her legs suddenly floated back, and her body began to turn over. With her head down, she screamed in fright, twisted and struggled desperately, and paddled with both hands, but her body still floated up quickly. After a while, she felt the helmet After being bumped, it turned out that she had floated to the ceiling of the corridor and hit those pipelines. She heard a "bang", and the surrounding water suddenly plunged into darkness.She reached for the flashlight, trying to turn it on again, but it was gone.Then, in the darkness, she suddenly felt as if something had touched her arm, and immediately stretched out a hand to grab it, but the thing quickly slipped through the fingers of the glove.It's a flashlight.She was still holding a knife in one hand, so she couldn't grab it with both hands.She panicked for a while, and quickly put away the knife, but it was too late.Her only source of light had fallen to the ground below.

At this moment, Juliet could only hear her own rapid breathing.She was about to die, just floating on the ceiling to die, and then, there would be another floating corpse in this corridor.Unexpectedly, she was destined to die in the protective clothing.I didn't die outside last time, so I can't escape this time.She kicked the pipes in the ceiling with both feet, trying desperately to break free.Which direction should she go?What direction are you facing now?It was pitch black all around, complete darkness, and you couldn't see your fingers.This feeling is more terrifying than being blind, because you know that your eyes are fine, but you can't see anything.She was getting more and more panicked.The air in the protective clothing seemed to be getting more and more turbid, and the more panicked she became, the more her breathing became short of breath, and the situation would only get worse.But she couldn't help the panic.

Air. She reached for the air tube on the helmet mount.Through thick gloves, she barely touched it.Then Juliet began to pull the gas pipe, hand after hand, as if trying to pull a bucket out of a deep mine. However, the trachea tube seemed to be endless, and the loose tubes were floating around her, rubbing and colliding against her body like a tangle of noodles.Juliet's breathing became more and more rapid, and she was already in a panic.Is the shortness of breath due to adrenaline, or is it because the oxygen is really running out?She was suddenly very frightened, afraid that the trachea would be broken.Maybe it broke from friction in the stairwell.If you continue to pull like this, maybe you will touch the broken end of the trachea soon, and then, the last ray of life that she grasped tightly with both hands will disappear, leaving only a void in her hands——

At this time, her hand suddenly tightened.The trachea is not broken, her last chance of life.There was no air in the air pipe, but it could guide her and take her out. Juliet screamed excitedly, and continued to stretch out her hands to pull the pipe, pulling her body forward. Occasionally, the helmet hit the pipe on the ceiling, and her body would bounce off. In this way, in the dark, she kept moving forward with the pipe Stretch out your hand in the direction you want, feel around, grab the tube and pull it hard, and then stretch out your other hand.Pulling and panting, she fought her way through the dark, floating corpses.She didn't know how long she could last, and when she would become a floating corpse like them.