A female dormitory of a famous university in Bingcheng, China.

"Ah!!!! I really got it! This person is so awesome!"

The eardrum-shattering scream startled the other two girls in the dormitory.

"Ma Xiaoxuan! Are you going to die?"

A girl with short hair held up a half-cut lipstick, with a long mark still left on the corner of her mouth.

The bathroom door opened, and Lin Yuhan, who was holding a toothbrush in his mouth, looked over curiously and asked vaguely what happened.

"This man dug up a body!"

"Corpse?"

"oops!"

Ma Xiaoxuan simply took the phone off the holder and handed it to her roommate, "Didn't I follow a Russian student who was live broadcasting on Xiaopo Station two days ago? He is the super handsome one!

Today he met a compatriot who specializes in digging World War II ruins. That person is super awesome! He dug up a body in half an hour! I heard from brother Zitao that he seemed to have dug up a German sniper."

"What's so interesting about a corpse?"

Although the two of them said this, they still subconsciously focused on the screen of their mobile phones.

Lin Yuhan, who didn't care at first, felt as if she was struck by lightning after just one glance. The arm holding the pickaxe on the screen was extremely familiar. She was particularly impressed by the bracelet on the wrist.

"Brother Quanquan is really a digger?"

Far away in Smolensk with a time difference of 5 hours.

Shi Quan corrected Bai Zitao who was talking nonsense at the screen with a look of disgust, "First of all, you can tell by looking at the kettle that this is Soviet Army standard equipment. Secondly, that is not called a sniper, that is called a sniper. Thirdly, this Soviet sniper

The gun used is not called 98k, it is a Mosin Nagant 91-30 sniper rifle."

"Brother Shi, do you want to show your face and talk to everyone?" Bai Zitao asked in a flattering manner.

"Forget it. If you don't know, just say you don't know. It won't be embarrassing. Don't mislead others."

Shi Quan was a veteran military fan before going abroad, so naturally he couldn't stand his nonsense.

"Brother Shi, Brother Shi, how about we cooperate?"

Bai Zitao pointed to the body that was about to be completely exhumed and said: "I will pay you to be the protagonist of my live broadcast. You will work five hours a day. How about 500 RMB a day?"

"Can you make money from your live broadcast?" Shi Quan asked with interest.

He didn't want to slap Bai Zitao in the face for no reason. Although he met this kid on the first day, he could tell that he was a smart guy. He was just asking for a fortune, and the price he offered was not low, so he could look down on rejection.

But it’s unjustifiable to tear down other people’s channels in front of their faces in the live broadcast room.

"In general, a person like me who is not well-known only earns a few hundred yuan a day. Sometimes I have to borrow money from others."

As Bai Zitao spoke, he covered the camera with his hand and showed the screen to Shi Quan, "Thanks to Brother Shi, more than 10,000 people came to the live broadcast room today, which is a record. How about it? Do you want to work together to have some fun?

?At worst, if you make money, you get the big share."

Just as Shi Quan opened his mouth to refuse, Lin Yuhan actually sent a video request on WeChat.

After waving his cell phone towards Bai Zitao, Shi Quan ran to the side and connected the video.

"Brother Quan, don't agree to that anchor!"

Lin Yuhan came up and said, "If you are interested, you can make a live broadcast by yourself. You must not cooperate with that person. My roommate told me that if you really cooperate with that person, you will lose your life."

Shi Quan stared blankly at Lin Yuhan who had obviously just taken a shower on the screen. It took him a long time to realize, "How do you know this? Oh! Are you watching that live broadcast too?"

"My roommate, she likes that Bai Zitao. She has been following him every night these days. I just glanced at it and recognized your bracelet, and I heard him talking about cooperation with you in the live broadcast room, so I quickly called

Come here to remind you."

"Don't worry, I don't have time to play any live broadcast. Let's wait for you to come over. If you want to play, just open one. Then I will take you to dig for treasures."

Lin Yuhan shook his head without thinking, "I don't want to be an anchor. Let's not talk about this anymore. Where is Bingtang?"

"Sleeping in the car."

Shi Quan turned the camera and pointed at Tatra parked on the roadside halfway down the mountainside, "Over there, I'll go back after I finish digging this."

"By the way, are you really a digger?" Lin Yuhan asked excitedly.

"What's wrong? Do you dislike it?"

"How could that be possible? It just feels so awesome! That's right! Can you tell that male anchor that my roommate wants to add him on WeChat?"

"Okay, let me ask later."

This is fate. Some pretty girls can rely on their faces to make a living. But if I can't, I can only eat from the ground.

Reluctantly hanging up the video, Shi Quan politely declined Bai Zitao's invitation, and by the way, he also recommended Lin Yuhan's roommate who had just been added to him.

"Brother Shi, tell me quickly, is there anything valuable on this body?"

After adding WeChat, Bai Zitao couldn't wait to pull Shi Quan back to the edge of the pit.

"Let me take a look."

Shi Quan put on a mask and cotton gloves and started searching carefully.

"The place where you just dug the hole was a German artillery position during World War II. This Soviet sniper must have sneaked in here to shoot black guns. You see, from this stone, you can just take aim at the artillery position more than 600 meters away.

That's where you just dug the hole."

Not sure if Bai Zitao understood, Shi Quan placed the dug out relics on the canvas that had been laid out in advance and started to quote quickly.

"This is a Mosin-Nagant rifle. It's rusted to death and worthless. The Soviet kettle, in this condition, only costs 20 US dollars at most. If you like it, I'll give it to you. Damn it! I found a treasure!"

Shi Quan couldn't help spitting out fragrance. He actually found a Ruger pistol on the waist of a Soviet sniper corpse and an artillery type Ruger P08 in a wooden gun box!

"The homework is handed in! The homework is finally handed in!"

Shi Quan held the pistol and danced happily. He looked so happy that he was countless times more happy than he was when he dug up an airplane yesterday.

"Brother, why does this gun look like the little devil's box in the old movies? It's the one privately kept by the soldier Zhang Ga."

"You know a bitch"

Shi Quan was so choked that he almost cursed again, and secretly reminded himself that he had to pay attention to his image, because someone was broadcasting live on his mobile phone over there.

"The little devil's bastard box you are talking about is the Southern Type 14 pistol. How can the most rubbish pistol in World War II compare with this? This is a Ruger P08, and it is also a rare artillery type among P08s!"

Shi Quan didn't say anything, this was the first time he dug out a Luger pistol!

The Diggers who were active on the entire Soviet-German battlefield were proud to find a Ruger P08. There was even an unwritten rule in the Smolensk Diggers circle:

A digger can't be considered a true digger if he doesn't have a Ruger P08 that he dug himself.

Now I not only found it, but it is also the rarest artillery type among Ruger P08!
Chapter completed!