Chapter 903

Smith was seriously pulled, almost fell to the ground. Faltering on the back of the solemn ran up.

He didn't know why he had to run, what's more, he didn't understand why solemnity suddenly became so timid.

Just now the cinnabar bullet penetrating the coffin has given him a lot of confidence. According to his idea, he should work hard to kill the evil coffin. How do you say you run?

Solemn, but no time to explain this to Smith.

Cang Qilin in the ghost story is an Emei sorcerer, and also has the martial arts and martial arts. The dagger used to suppress the coffin murderer is a magic weapon, and the last blood curse used by Cang Qilin is martial arts. These things make a lot of noise. They are so powerful that they are forced to be like that by the coffin murderer. I really can't imagine what I would be like by the coffin murderer.

If you don't run in this situation, it's really solemn.

After a solemn cry, the red coffin shook violently. Hundreds of human skins stored in the coffin began to wriggle, just like something hidden under the human skin.

A moment later, I heard a strange smile, and saw a person, ghost, ghost thing came out of the coffin. Looking at the figure and hairstyle, it seemed to be the same as the informant.

I don't know how the informant got into the coffin.

Seeing this, Smith felt a chill in his heart. At the same time, he took out a grenade from his waist and threw it away.

Just listen to a roar, smoke everywhere, the explosion of the light of the red coffin will reflect more demonic. The grenade exploded at the foot of the coffin murderer, but it didn't have any effect on the coffin murderer.

This thing is essentially a puppet witchcraft, even if it's hurt, it won't affect anything, unless it's blown up directly.

"Where's the key, start the car first!" Solemn to Smith.

Smith hurriedly took out the key and prepared to start the car by remote control.

But I pressed the direction of the parking car for several times without any reaction, just like I was cut off by something.

"No, they have electronic shielding equipment! Block all our signals! " Smith said.

"Electronic shielding your sister, it's a ghost hitting the wall!" Solemnly scolded a, immediately felt out a cinnabar from the bosom, wrapped with a piece of Rune paper to sprinkle out.

"I don't know if the foreign ghosts are afraid of this thing. If they are not afraid, they will die. It's all because the old man was too poor to take me to travel abroad several times, otherwise he would not be so blind. " Solemnly, he said to himself, but he complained.

Thousands of miles away, Fang Cun naturally sneezes. He knows that he has been scolded by his apprentice.

However, it seems that the statue of liberty is still paying attention to the solemn, only see the cinnabar paper hit out, crackling sound, there seems to be a barrier in front of was hit, and then there are waves of distortion, like a broken ice, slowly melting.

However, it wasted a lot of time for the two of them. The coffin murderer behind had already drunk and yelled to catch up.

Solemn look back, but can not help scalp numbness. This coffin skin murderer is slightly different from that recorded in the ghost novels. Although he has no eyes, he has only a big mouth full of sharp blades. But there was a long nose on his face, half a meter long, like a lying Pinocchio.

This strange appearance reminds me of that evil joke. Snow White always asks Pinocchio to "lie", "tell the truth", "tell the truth" every night

I'm afraid that after I'm caught by the coffin skin murderer, I will also enjoy this kind of treatment. The difference is that the nose like an ice cone directly penetrates the solemn skull.

Dada dada, solemnly turned back and gave the coffin skin murderer a bullet. Although the bullet hit him as it hit the rubber man, the impact caused him to retreat a little bit and slow down temporarily.

And solemn is with Smith fast to the edge of the forest, no ghost hit the wall, Smith also successfully started the car.

On the way to the car, Smith threw out a grenade again and blew up the coffin. They got on the car quickly.

But Smith's hand was just on the steering wheel and he was dumbfounded.

The dashboard suddenly showed that the fuel volume had dropped to 0, and the whole car was surrounded by a strong smell of gasoline. Obviously, as early as they entered the forest, the car was tampered with and the fuel tank was punctured.

"What to do?" Seeing the coffin skin assailant come up, Smith asked anxiously.

It's impossible for them to run far without the means of transportation. It's in the wilderness. Not only are there no passing vehicles, but even no personal shadow. Sooner or later, they will be overtaken and killed by coffin skin murderers.

Smith suddenly regretted listening to the solemn. He thought that the solemn could subdue the so-called river crossing corpse smoothly, but he didn't think that the river crossing corpse had evolved in the end. After putting on a layer of human skin, he became a big boss, and instead chased the solemn.

"I can't help it. I can't do it! Can the car still move? Run into it Solemn and vicious.

He's been fighting for the silk bottle. Is he afraid of a murderer?

"Sit down!" Smith said, turning the last bit of oil stored in the oil pipe into power, he ran into the coffin murderer.

Bang!

With a loud noise, it was like a big drum being pounded, and the coffin skin murderer flew backwards and fell several meters away.

Smith used his inertia to let the car aim at the coffin and crush the murderer.

The sound of the tire turning and rubbing against the skin makes people feel numb. The next second, the car has been relying on inertia into the depths of the forest.

"Did that catch up?" Smith asked with a lingering fear.

At this time, the car also slowly stopped and lay down.

Looking back solemnly, he said uncertainly, "it seems not. But it's hard to say. I don't think one run of rolling can kill him."

As soon as the solemn voice came down, there was something running from behind the car, but it was the coffin skin murderer. However, his long nose was crushed and deformed. It seemed to be crooked. It looked a bit funny as a clown.

"Crow mouth!" Smith couldn't help it.

"Get out of the car! Go to the coffin! If you want to do this thing, you have to solve the coffin first! " Solemnly push the door open and say.

They quickly jumped out of the car and headed for the coffin. A corpse of two people launched a fierce race, finally solemn two people or a step ahead of the coffin next to.

Solemnly, without saying a word, he felt all the Fu papers in his arms and sprinkled them on the coffin. Then make a spell gesture to ignite all the runes.

But the coffin skin murderer is still a little far away from the solemn, there is no time to stop.

Urgent he called repeatedly, but it is too late.

Seeing that solemnity was about to succeed, I suddenly heard a bird call in the silent night.

This bird call is very strange, before the movement and noise of so much failed to attract the forest birds, how can this suddenly appear? What's more, the birdsong has a little rhythm, like singing a curse, which makes people uncomfortable.

"It's Navajo!" Smith actually worked in the FBI and had a wide range of knowledge. He immediately recognized the Navajo language.

"Navajo?" Asked gravely and doubtfully.

"It's the code language in the movie Whisperer! Oh, no, what does this attack mean? Is he calling for something to attack us? " Smith looked around warily and said.

As soon as he said "the Whisperer", he suddenly understood the solemnity.

This is an Indian language used by the US for war communication during World War II.

After the attack on Pearl Harbor, the US Army was forced to declare war on Japan. But at the beginning of the war, the US Army's code was repeatedly broken by the Japanese army, which made it suffer a lot on the battlefield. Just when the high level of the US military was very anxious about this, one day in early 1942, a white American named Philip Johnston came to the US Navy office in Los Angeles. He put forward a very bold proposal -- enlist the Navajo, the largest Indian tribe in the United States, and use the Navajo language to compile more secure and reliable passwords.

Johnston was able to come up with this idea because he was very familiar with the Navajo people and their language since he lived in the Navajo community with his father, a pastor who had been preaching in the Indian sanctuary for a long time. At that time, Navajo was no different from "bird talk" to people outside the tribe. Because this kind of language is handed down from mouth to mouth, without words, its grammar, tone and syllable are very complex, and it is impossible to understand its meaning without special long-term training.

According to the records at that time, there were no more than 30 non Navajo people who knew the language, and none of them was Japanese. Johnston, who is very military minded, thinks that if the military code is written in Navajo, it will be very reliable and can not be deciphered.

The U.S. Navy recognized this as a "great thing" and immediately agreed to assist Johnston to realize this idea. On February 28, 1942, at Eliot barracks in San Diego, Johnston got four Navajos to conduct a demonstration experiment. Before the demonstration, the US Pacific Fleet Admiral who was very interested in this, general Clayden wager personally wrote six pieces of information commonly used in the war, one of which was "the enemy is expected to use tanks and dive bombers to attack at dawn". According to Navajo, the message is translated word for word as "enemy tank - dive bomber - predict - Attack - morning", and the other five messages are also skillfully translated. This impressed general vogue.

A week later, Vogel sent a letter to the commander of the U.S. Marine Corps, proposing to recruit 200 Navajos for the amphibious forces of the Pacific Fleet. However, this bold plan also met with opposition from some people. They are worried that the Navajo Code can not adapt to the numerous and almost endless military activities, because military terms are indeed scarce in Navajo. However, after some debate, the plan to recruit Navajo Code fighters was passed. As a result, the mysterious "birdsong" began to ascend the hall of elegance.

Navajo fighters are called whisperers.

And it turns out that this kind of language really played a huge role in promoting the war.

In the battle of capturing Iwo Jima, six "whisperers" used the mysterious Navajo Code to timely and accurately transmit information to the US Army. Two days before the fighting began, they worked all night without a moment's rest. During the whole campaign, they received and sent more than 800 messages without any mistakes. Although the Japanese were able to intercept the intelligence, they were helpless with these words, which were close to "heavenly script". At that time, the US military had cracked the Japanese code. Soon, the U.S. Army easily captured the strategic Iwo Jima.

Colonel Howard Connor, who is in charge of liaison, once said with emotion: "if it is not Navajo, if there is no Navajo Code, the US Navy will never be able to capture Iwo Jima." The Navajo Code is "the easiest, fastest and most reliable" code, Captain Ralph Stokey, who participated in the Iwo Jima campaign, said in a report.

However, few people understand the Navajo language nowadays. In addition to the records of the U.S. military, there are no people who can speak the language in real life.

I didn't expect to hear Navajo here. And the key is that the meaning of the bird call is still "attack".

Attack? What attack? Does the coffin skin assailant attack?

Solemn is strange, but immediately know what is the attack.