In the small project room inside the large platform, more than a dozen "electricians" have changed into special work clothes that resist wind and cold. They came to the iron gate and pulled the ropes hanging from the cliffs outside in turn and hung out from the air.

On the outside of the large platform is a cliff that is seventy or eighty meters high and has almost no curvature. The direction facing the platform is north of the three major areas, and below is a very concave depression with snow all year round and no roads.

Outdoors at more than 40 degrees below zero, more than a dozen workers used their waist snaps to hang the ropes on the cliff, kept adjusting their positions by pressing the automatic rope collector, gradually spreading, and starting to check the circuit.

The north wind was blowing, and from a very far place, the sound of fireworks explosions came from time to time.

Jiang Xue was very slow today and deliberately waited for Meng Xi behind her. After the two met on the cliff, they started to talk in a low voice.

"What do you think?" Meng Xi asked.

"It's absolutely abnormal to pull the plane up during the Chinese New Year and even give the workers a holiday." Jiang Xue said clearly: "They are likely to have to carry out military operations within one or two days, and they must target the three major regions. We have no time and we must send this information out."

Meng Xi shrank his neck and pedaled the cliff with his nails on his feet: "...The communication equipment in the project area and the dormitory building are all used internally, and it is useless to grab it. Moreover, I have observed many times that the officers inside do not have personal communication equipment, which shows that modern communications in the project area are completely controlled, and we cannot deliver messages. If we want to notify the outside, we can only rush out."

"Yes," Jiang Xue nodded and said with a serious expression: "Do it in advance."

"How to do it in advance?" Meng Xi asked.

"A part of the plane has been pulled up. The management team may not let the workers enter the No. 1 and No. 2 project area for insurance." Jiang Xue said with a cold wind on his shoulder: "We only have to rely on us to rush out. We must let Lao Qiao and others who want to riot come in, and everyone will take action in advance."

"you mean……?"

"Did you notice that there are several independent circuits outside the cliff?" Jiang Xuewen.

"Discovered." Meng Xi responded quickly: "The upper tunnel and the lower tunnel are not the same as what we use."

Jiang Xue pointed to a passage below and said, "That passage is closed, have you found it?"

"I know, last time I took a look outside the ventilator, it was black inside, no one was there, and the lights were not on." Meng Xi replied.

"How did the plane get on?" Jiang Xue asked suddenly.

Meng Xi is an extremely smart person. When he heard this, he immediately understood: "The tunnel below is a track-laying, specially used to push planes upwards?"

"Yes, I've seen it outside." Jiang Xue turned his head and glanced around: "That place should have been completed first, and it must be the slope from the lower floor to the upwards, otherwise the plane won't come. You can cover it for me later, and I'll get in and leave a detent."

"What should you do if you are going in and are found out, and you can't get out?" Meng Xi asked urgently.

"I am different from you. I am a soldier." Jiang Xue pulled the rope and said, "You should know that if you can't send this news from the mining area, maybe... there will be a national disaster."

Meng Xi was speechless when he heard the sound.

"Don't be too late, go down to repair and I'll get in." Jiang Xue turned his head and looked at him: "If you succeed, you will succeed, but you will not... You can find a way to notify my soldiers and let them continue to find a way."

Meng Xi nodded slowly.

After the two discussed, Jiang Xue kept firing in the distance under the searchlights and slowly moved towards the tunnel below. He and Meng Xi both had certain military qualities, and the former was from a military intelligence officer and knew everything. Otherwise, if the leader of this incident was purely a two-way mixed on the ground, he would probably not be able to find anything and would not be an electrician alone.

After Jiang Xue came to the small ventilation window of the lower tunnel, he checked the lines in the groove and whispered: "The searchlight has been swept for about seven to eight minutes. After I go in, don't wait, lean against the side. Before the searchlight comes again, I won't come out yet, so you can leave, don't worry about me."

"Okay." Meng Xi nodded calmly.

Jiang Xue heard the sound and took out the electric melting gun from his trouser leg work bag and started spraying wildly at a screwdriver.

Two minutes later, the searchlight swept through here. After seeing that the surrounding area was dark, Jiang Xue directly used a red-hot screwdriver to open the wooden window frame on the ventilator and pry up the position of the steel snap.

In more than ten seconds, the locked ventilator was opened from the inside, and Jiang Xue smashed a piece of ice from the cliff and went straight in.

Meng Xi held his breath and was waiting quietly while inspecting the circuit.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Meng Xi estimated in his mind that Jiang Xue had been in at least five or six minutes, but there was no movement yet.

"No., 415-35." There were soldiers calling out in the small engineering room in the large platform.

"Come!" Meng Xi immediately responded with his neck pulling.

“No., 418-6.”

"arrive!"

Another worker on the cliff in the distance also shouted back.

Meng Xi looked in the window anxiously and saw that there was still no movement inside, so he could only grit his teeth and stomp the wall, preparing to hang himself up and leave the place. Because if Jiang Xue's number is called in a while and he doesn't reply, the soldier must have to check here, and he will not be able to explain it at that time.

After tens of seconds.

"No., 408-45." The soldier's voice rang again.

Meng Xi, who had already gone up for a distance, felt a little sad when he heard the shout. This was Jiang Xue's number.

The empty echo echoed in the valley, and the soldiers waited for a while and shouted again: "No., 408-45!"

"arrive!"

In the ventilation window, Jiang Xue came out and pulled his neck and shouted: "I covered my ears with a hat. I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Meng Xi looked down at him and wiped the sweat from his forehead with relief.

Half an hour later, the line was repaired and everyone returned to the large platform and returned to the studio.

"Don't go back to the dormitory," the guard officer walked over and said, "Live here tonight and have dinner with the people from the engineering unit."

Everyone was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly.

On the bench, Meng Xi took off the hat of the work uniform, patted the snow on it and asked, "What's going on inside?"

"There are people inside, but there are no workers." Jiang Xue replied in a low voice: "I've finished it, I don't know if it will work."

...

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, the dormitory manager gave dumplings to the Chinese workers, but each person was limited to the quantity, and there was no aged vinegar or soy sauce, just a simple white flour dumpling. But even so, the workers ate it very delicious.

At around 2 a.m., in the first area of ​​the project, all the lights on the lights suddenly flashed for a few minutes and then went out collectively.

"Squeak!"

The two track tracks that were running also stopped instantly.

...

Beifengkou, within the Wu mercenary group.
Chapter completed!