The hissing sound of high-speed water flowing suddenly stopped.

"What happened?"

"When the water storage is exhausted, it cannot be replenished if it cannot return to the ground."

"Pour the water we drink ourselves."

The hissing high-speed water flow sounded again and stopped again.

"What happened again?"

"The water blasting is exhausted, and the cutting capacity is greatly reduced."

"Can you recycle it and use it?"

“It’s very difficult under the current conditions.”

"We have some explosives that Katerina has gotten. Can we use them?"

"You can try it."

The drilling machine was lifted up, and after the buzzing sound, several deep holes appeared in the construction tunnel. A small amount of C4 explosive was stuffed into the deep hole, the detonating electrode was inserted, and a long wire was drawn out more than 20 meters. After the detonation, there was a muffled sound, and everyone carefully returned to the end of the tunnel.

"Don't worry, the structure here is very strong and the tunnel will not collapse. When the US government built it last century, it was to withstand nuclear bomb attacks."

“How far is it to the air raid shelter?”

"About one to two meters."

"Increase the amount of explosives."

So the blasting was carried out again. After several times, a large amount of gravel blocked the passage.

"Ahem..., damn it! Come with a shovel, we have to get these gravels away."

The tunnel is narrow, and the working surface can only accommodate one person at most. Whether it is Minsk, the butcher, or even David Lawrence, it is not convenient for him. Only Zhou Qingfeng, who is the smallest, can use his hands and feet, and he can only use his strength to shovel the stones with his advantage of being strong and powerful.

After two or three hours of work, the air in the narrow tunnel was not smooth, and Zhou Qingfeng quickly became sweating profusely. Minsk had to use a blower to ventilate Zhou Qingfeng with a soft water pipe used to extinguish the fire.

"Hahaha..., this one is much cooler." In order to facilitate work, Zhou Qingfeng, who was sweating, had only taken off his shorts. The soft water pipe was blowing behind his butt, making the balls feel chilly.

Several big men were also dirty, covered in wet mud and dust. They wore helmets and a light lamp, and their faces were covered in gray. Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's self-deprecating, they all laughed happily behind them.

"Victor, I saw your ass. Those gay guys will definitely like your ass."

"But, go to death for me!"

"I also think Victor is pretty good, just a little worse than me."

"David, I'm much handsomer than you."

"Yes, diiao is as big as a donkey, and the girls in our hometown in Ukraine like this kind of man."

"Minsk, you have learned bad things, too."

"Hahaha……."

In the stuffy, humid and closed environment, a group of masters could only make fun of themselves to relieve the pressure. When Zhou Qingfeng cleared the gravel on the work face for seven or eight minutes, he stood up straight and raised his foot and kicked the stone wall opposite.

With five or six times the explosive power of ordinary people, the thin stone wall was immediately opened to a hole, and a particularly cool and stale air surged out of the hole.

"Victor, come back soon." Minsk shouted behind him.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around like a rabbit and ran away. God knows what is behind the cave wall, so it's better to be careful.

The blower stepped forward again. After more than ten minutes of ventilation, several big men squeezed up together. A few iron pickaxes were used several times, and the opening was expanded enough for one person to pass through.

When a strong flashlight shone into the back of the cave wall, Zhou Qingfeng found that they opened the wall of a large warehouse. There were mountains of wooden boxes in the warehouse, but judging from the shape of the wooden boxes, it was afraid that no one would visit here for more than half a century.

"Look, the canned meat produced in 1963, the property of the United States Army." David Lawrence shone a strong flashlight on a large wooden box with clearly printed words and barcodes.

Zhou Qingfeng walked into the quiet and dark warehouse with a gas mask. After confirming that there was no danger here, he waved to his companions and shouted: "Come in, everyone! There are only us here, no one else."

“There are blankets here, look at the box that says ‘For use only after being attacked by the enemy’.”

"There are also cookies. Hell! The age of this cookie can be my grandfather. It was produced in 1962, 'civil defense supplies for emergency use'."

"There are also distilled water and medicines from 1957 here. Oh my God, can these things still be used?"

"It's OK in theory, for example, those foods are completely edible. You should know that the US military during World War II ate corned beef from the Civil War in 1865, but don't expect how delicious they are."

A bunch of people wandered in this warehouse that had been covered with dust for at least half a century as if they had walked into the Grand View Garden. It was not until more than ten minutes later that Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed: "Hey, where is the exit of this warehouse? We are not here to find these antique cans."

"The exit is here." Minsk found an iron door, and he immediately ordered his men to transport various dismantling equipment to the "Pacer" machine.

The iron gate was very thick, but it could not withstand the damage of the welding gun. In less than half an hour, a big hole appeared on the iron gate. Zhou Qingfeng and his group of men came out in a row and continued to search for the underground civil defense facilities.

The underground of the police headquarters was almost hollowed out, and there were a large number of warehouses here. In addition to food, we also found many trucks from decades ago, old diesel generators, and even a hospital with well-equipped equipment. Of course, the equipment in the underground hospital was very outdated and all the medicines were expired.

“This place is really nice, I don’t want to leave.”

"Look, there is a barracks here, and the iron beds are still very strong."

"Yes, although the facilities here are very old, they are very complete. Look at this big water purifier, which can pump water directly from a deep well to purify it."

"But we still have to leave because we can't stay underground all the time."

"Yes, what a pity!"

A group of people wandered around and finally entered a much smaller underground parking lot.

"Oh..., we finally found the right place." Zhou Qingfeng broke through the last dusty iron door and saw a row of modern vehicles parked neatly. It felt like he had returned from a journey from decades ago.

"This is the 2025 Dodge 'War Horse', oh..., the model of American muscle cars. It has 370 horsepower, strong power, and can accelerate for only six seconds from 100 kilometers. It comes with armor and a solid anti-collision barrier, and information equipment, specially designed to deal with the deteriorating form of security in New York. The only trouble is... it is fully electric, where will we charge it in the future?"

When it comes to vehicles, men are very excited, and several people are surrounding the New York police's standard police car to express their opinions.

"It doesn't matter, there will always be electricity. There are more than 20 Dodge 'war horses' here, and I think we can drive them all away."

"I think what we have gained is not just ordinary police cars, look at this..., MRAP, anti-mine ambush vehicles, retired US military equipment, weighing 18 tons, strong armor, super powerful, and equipped with machine gun towers.
Chapter completed!