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Chapter 698 Some of the little people who can sing and cry

Like the nuclear reconnaissance aircraft they discovered not long ago, the wings of this transport aircraft have also been broken, but luck is that its main body is also very complete. Except for the tail of the aircraft, the rest are still intact.

The white arrow that Shi Quan has been paying attention to is also floating quietly at the rear of the transport aircraft. It seems that nothing unexpected happens, the sign this time should be placed in the cabin.

"Are you here or are we here?" Shi Quan asked Lu Dongbin, who was trembling with excitement at the crack at the tail of the transport plane.

"Together! Go in together!" Lu Dongbin immediately repented and said, "Wait, let me take a few photos first!"

Everyone spread their hands indifferently, allowing the other party to snatch the SLR handed over by the assistant. With the flashes of the flash, they took photos from various angles around the wreckage of the transport plane.

"Okay, let's go in." Lu Dongbin handed the SLR to the assistant who was following him with satisfaction.

"You guys go in." Big Ivan pointed to the helicopter behind him. "Nasha just caught a cold on the mountain, so I'll go and accompany her."

"Elena, you can also go to the cabin to accompany Nasha. Such a ghost place may not be able to deal with poisonous snakes." While Shi Quan spoke, he scratched Elena's palm without any trace.

"Then I'll wait for you in the cabin, and just think about what to do with my lightning-striking wood carvings."

Before Elena finished speaking, she had already run into the cabin with long legs and sat next to the mini gun, ready to push open the cabin door and give the person who is ill of bad intentions a set of blue light barrage.

Lu Dongbin, who was heartless, did not suspect that he was there. He just looked at his feet and around with a strong flashlight, for fear that he would accidentally be bitten by the poisonous snake that Shi Quan said.

In contrast, Shi Quan and others tacitly took out a pack of snake-repelling powder configured by Liu Xiaoye from their pockets and walked along the way. After Liu Xiaoye's years of improvement, this thing not only can drive away snakes, but also hide from the insects after smelling the smell, and even makes the enemy's face blurred at critical moments.

Everyone held up the flashlight and drilled into the cabin along the crack at the tail of the machine. The scene they saw in front of them made everyone fall into silence.

The cabin of this C46 is divided into two upper and lower layers. The lower space has almost been buried by soil, but the upper space can be seen with neatly arranged corpses.

The remaining clothes on these corpses have long decayed in such a humid environment, but the remaining boots and unique leggings, as well as the vaguely identifiable Chinese characters on the rusty steel helmets, all indicate the identity of these corpses.

"There must be at least one or two hundred corpses in this cabin." He Tianlei smacked his lips, "They..."

"If nothing unexpected happens, it is probably the replenishment of the expeditionary force stationed in India at that time..." Shi Quan sighed, looking at the corpses filled with the cabins, silent for a long time, but did not take a step in the end.

Lu Dongbin, who was originally particularly excited to find the transport plane, was frightened by the bones almost filled with the cabin and had long lost his energy.

"Boss, come and see this," shouted the salted fish who had walked along the narrow passage between the bones to the middle.

"Go and take a look"

Shi Quan sighed, carefully avoiding the corpse under his feet and walked towards the depths of the transport plane. After taking a photo, Lu Dongbin sighed, and then left the cabin silently, and walked towards the nose of the plane with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In the middle of the interior of the transport plane, there were medical supplies such as tweezers and medicine bottles on a small table. Even on the broken leg bones of several nearby corpses, wooden sticks that were once tied with various materials and other similar things remained.

No one present was a fool, so naturally he could see from these clues that perhaps more than the radio transmitter who ran to the top of the mountain and stayed on for 13 days and died of lightning strikes.

But there are probably many of these people who were injured. Even along the way, they could see the remaining soil on some corpses. Perhaps the remains in the cabin were the last survivors who dug out the deceased comrades and transported them back here before leaving.

But compared to their illusory speculation, the corpse that filled the cabin more than one layer was a bloody tragedy. Because there were still fine shell holes left in the surrounding cabin walls.

"Is this aerial cannon shot?" Xianyu asked with a frown.

Shi Quan tried the size of the hole with his fist, "The 20mm cannon on the nuclear fighter jet should be used as the ones."

"These doggy legs..." He Tianlei cursed with gritted teeth.

"It was too early for my own people to be sent away those days." Shi Quan sighed regretfully, and then he seemed to randomly pick up the bamboo wrapped in cloth strips on the small table. Until this time, the white arrows in the map view also quietly drifted away.

Carefully remove the almost decayed cloth strip on the bamboo tube. This section is only half a meter long, which is only the thickest in the wrist. After removing the cloth strip, you can clearly see that the bamboo tube itself is painted with thick tung oil, and at one end, there is also a slightly thicker bamboo lid.

He gently unscrewed the bamboo tube. With the gentle shaking of his arm, a cloth roll slid out of the bamboo tube with some residue, and also made him smell a faint smell of tobacco.

He handed the large and excessive tobacco leaf can in his hand to He Tianlei beside him, and Shi Quan gently spread the cloth roll in his hand.

This is an ordinary earthen coarse cloth. After it is unfolded, it is wrapped in a round jade pendant with a not-so-good texture but is pretty good in carving. However, compared to the jade pendant itself, the black handwriting written in blood on this white coarse cloth less than half a meter square is even more shocking:

The Japanese invaders were ferocious, and every man was to fight. He drove out the Tartars and restored China.

Go abroad to fight and move forward bravely. Be loyal to the country without filial piety.

The family tradition of jade pendant is to be missed. If you die on the battlefield, you will be buried with you.

Forty-eight traditional Chinese characters with vigorous pen tips are almost filled with coarse cloth on the whole side, and at the last stroke of each character, the remaining blood fingerprints can be vaguely seen. In addition, at the lower left corner of this coarse cloth, there are three words "Father's Handicap".

"It's a pity that he's a good father, a good son, and a good soldier."

Shi Quan sighed, carefully rolled the jade pendant with this coarse cloth, and carefully stuffed it into the bamboo tube filled with tobacco leaves.

It is really hard for them to imagine how much pain and anger a father would have to endure to prepare this thing for his son. Even before his son set foot on the battlefield, he had already imagined the situation where he died in a foreign country.

If it is painful to send a black-haired man to a black-haired man, then the father and son who did not even have their names suffered no longer pain, but national hatred and family hatred that burned the heart and ice burned the lungs.

Shi Quan and others didn't know whether there were similar stories or pains during their lifetime when they were lying on the cabin. But no matter how much they carried, they still rushed to the battlefield without hesitation.

Perhaps some people regarded these Chinese soldiers who went abroad for an expedition as abandoned children when they first set foot on the battlefield, or perhaps some people felt that they did not have many major victories in the battle situation. Some even typing on the keyboard, saying that they were wasting war resources to send live targets to the enemy.

But no matter what, more than half a century ago, there were just hundreds of thousands of such "living targets that didn't work" who rushed to the battlefield filled with smoke without hesitation with anger and hatred. They never came back in the end, but they made Huaxia straighten back.

These little figures like passers-by eventually blocked the enemy with their flesh and blood. More than half a century after that war and even today, such little figures were by no means a minority.

Some of them shouted "Fire at me!" and died with the enemy. Some were on the border, angrily scolding the enemy, "not only did not surrender, but also dared to fight back at me!" or a sentence like "Let them get out, I don't like them!"

Some of them would rather burn their bodies in a fire, and gritted their teeth and persevered in order not to be exposed. Some did not hesitate to block the gun with their chests and use their bodies to support explosives. Some even sacrificed their lives to drive the reconnaissance planes that illegally entered the airspace outside the airspace. Some even rushed out of Asia with the national football team and kicked the enemy from this end of the border to the other end.

But no matter what, their dreams are actually simple and heartbreaking. These "passerby"-style heroes just don't want the war to burn any land in China again.

"Notify Ono and the others to come and help collect the bones, and let Jiaya prepare to take these people away."

While Shi Quan was speaking, he had already pulled out a body bag from his bag and carefully restrained a broken corpse.

"Boss, do you need to know Lu Dongbin?" asked Xianyu.

"No, if he doesn't agree, be prepared to stay and accompany his grandfather to continue flying here." While He Tianlei spoke, he had already taken out the satellite phone and dialed it to Liu Xiaoye.

When he and the camp ended their communication, everyone started to work together and carefully restrained every bone of each corpse.

As everyone was busy, body bags were sent out of the cabin and placed on the flat ground paved with logs.

After seeing this scene, Lu Dongbin, who had discovered something in the cockpit, sighed quietly, lit a cigarette and hid aside honestly.

The damp mountain valley was brightly lit by high-power camping lights. In less than half an hour, two helicopters flew from a distance.

Before the propeller could stop rotating, the club members, including Master Deng and his wife, all got out of the cabin. They carried piles of body bags on their shoulders, and even a small piece of black cloth was wrapped around the arms of several Chinese.

Almost as they left the cabin, the two helicopters took off quickly, and they also had to pick up Jiaya's men.

After listening to Liu Xiaoye's description, Shi Quan immediately said to Lu Dongbin who was standing aside and waiting, "Let your fleet help you run a few times and transport people over."

"no problem"

Lu Dongbin then gave his assistant a message in English, and then continued to say to Shi Quan, "You guys are busy first, and after you finish your work, go out of the cockpit with me to see how it is?"

"Go now." Shi Quan looked at the busy cabin and walked towards the nose with only the salted fish.

"How do you think this scar is caused?" Lu Dongbin asked with a strong flashlight pointing at the damage at the nose of the machine.

Shi Quan, who had been paying attention to the situation in the cabin, frowned. There was an extremely obvious penetration damage near the cockpit of the nose of the transport aircraft. This was almost impossible to be caused by the collision during the crash, and it was even less likely to be fired by a nuclear fighter.

Shi Quan shook his head bitterly at Lu Dongbin, "I'm afraid you have guessed the answer. There is no need to ask me to verify such obvious scars."

"So was it really the air defense force at that time?" Lu Dongbin asked with an ugly face.

Shi Quan pointed behind him, "You can see the penetration wounds on the cabin skin. They are the scars that can be fired by the 20mm cannon. The wound on the nose of the machine is too big."

"So someone is lying to my grandfather," Lu Dongbin muttered with a gloomy face.

"That's nothing to do with us." Shi Quan spread his hands, "Have you found anything in the cockpit?"

"Finished"

Lu Dongbin pointed to the top of his head, "Except for the navigator's seat, the other crew members' corpses are there, and they can all meet. So if nothing unexpected happens, the corpse we found on the top of the mountain might be the navigator's. He may be the only survivor, but unfortunately he is not very lucky."

"Can I go up and take a look?" Shiquan asked, pointing to the ladder linking the cockpit.

"certainly"

Lu Dongbin shook his phone, "In addition, my grandfather may come here in a few days. If possible, you might as well stay in Naumundo for a few days. He must want to see you."

"It should be no problem." Before Shi Quan finished speaking, he had already entered a messy cockpit.

After years of wind and rain, this place has been occupied by various jungle animals and plants, and even on the remaining seats, there is a nest with two beautiful bird eggs.

As for the corpses Lu Dongbin mentioned, they are still piled up on the rusty floors of their respective posts.

"Genniya, you and Haining come to the cockpit of the transport plane to help collect the body." Shi Quan raised his hand table and ordered, then he got off step by step and returned to the busy cabin.

When Jiaya's large number of troops arrived, the collection speed further accelerated, but even so, it was not until after 8 o'clock in the evening that they emptied the corpses of the soldiers in the cabin of the transport plane.

"Boss, there are 198 corpses in total." Liu Xiaoye said in a low voice, "In addition, we found four and a half "positive" characters on the floor next to a corpse."

"How many days?" Shi Quan asked in the corner of the square lined up by body bags, holding the bamboo tube in both hands.

"22 days"

Liu Xiaoye sighed, "The body died of suicide, and his thigh femur is broken, and splints can barely be found around him."
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