"It's just a trap, so there's no need to be so nervous, right?"
Wu Xiaoqian watched Gao Fei busy at the side and murmured softly.
However, she soon realized that Gao Fei's caution was necessary.
It is not difficult to remove the bear trap, but Gao Fei relied on the professional skills given by the "Rogue Mask" and discovered that there was an extremely thin metal wire attached to the bottom of the bear trap.
He picked up the scissors, carefully cut the wire, and moved the bear trap aside.
Ma Tao took a closer look and said to the equally curious teammates beside him: "Stainless steel animal traps, the ancients have never seen this thing."
"Obviously Hong Debiao brought him here! This old turtle grandson buried the animal trap here to trick us!" Jiang Feng said through gritted teeth.
"It's not just a bear trap, Hong Debiao also left us a 'gift' here." Gao Fei said without looking back.
"Brother Fei, what else did you find?" Ma Tao asked.
Gao Fei used a small shovel to dig along the cut thin wire. He first shoveled away the loose soil around it, then carefully took out a cylindrical iron box and moved it under the flashlight to show his companions.
The round and flat iron box is about 15 centimeters in diameter and 4 centimeters high. There is a groove in the middle. The surface is painted with a layer of earthy yellow paint. Due to its age, most of the paint has fallen off, and the incomplete Japanese logo can be seen vaguely.
"This thing is buried under the bear trap and connected to the bear trap with a thin wire. If the wire is not cut off in advance, it will be pulled out when the bear trap is forcibly removed," Gao Fei said.
"It looks like a chain trap... so is this tin box a bomb?" Jiang Feng asked.
"This touches on my knowledge blind spot." Gao Fei handed the newly dug iron box to Wang Daqing, "Brother Daqing, you have been a soldier and are familiar with things like bombs. Do you recognize this thing?
"
Wang Daqing picked up the flashlight and shined it on the tin box.
After observing for a few seconds, he took a deep breath.
"Xiao Fei, fortunately you are alert enough, otherwise we might all be sent to heaven by the vicious Hong Debiao right now."
"It's really a bomb!" Jiang Feng exclaimed in shock.
"It's a landmine. To be precise, it's a Type 93 infantry anti-tank mine equipped by the Japanese army during World War II. It was widely used in the late Pacific War and was even used as a suicide weapon by the Japanese invaders. However, it is relatively rare on the battlefield in mainland China."
After Wang Daqing introduced him, he told Gao Fei:
"Hurry up and put this thing in the astrolabe! If it explodes, you will be in trouble."
Gao Fei was also a little frightened and quickly stuffed the mine into the astrolabe storage space.
"Brother Daqing, this landmine is an antique from World War II. How did it fall into Hong Debiao's hands?" Jiang Feng asked in confusion.
"I don't know about that..." Wang Daqing shrugged and spread his hands, "Maybe this guy dug up the fallen Japanese invaders from their graves and seized the weapons and equipment buried with them."
He was just joking casually, but it reminded Wu Xiaoqian.
"It's really possible!" Wu Xiaoqian said thoughtfully, "I heard that Hong Debiao dug up many antiques from the Anti-Japanese War period when he was digging graves and fighting, such as Japanese swords, 38 caps, and box cannons.
, it’s not surprising that a landmine was dug out.”
"If this is the case, Hong Debiao may have more than one landmine in his hands. We must be more careful next time," Gao Fei said.
"There is another question." Wu Xiaoqian frowned, "Hong Debiao deliberately set a trap here to show that he has discovered that there is a pursuer behind him, but how did he know that we were following him?"
"Sister Wu, this problem is not difficult to explain." Gao Fei said, "There is probably some kind of spiritual connection between Hong Debiao and the zombies he created, just like me and Huzi."
"When the bronze corpses and iron corpses left outside the mausoleum are destroyed by us, the spiritual connection will be broken. Of course Hong Debiao will be aware of it."
Wu Xiaoqian nodded knowingly and followed Gao Fei and his party to continue exploring the depths of the ancient tomb.
Passing through this tomb passage, there is a tomb chamber on the left and right sides in front. The door is open and has been ransacked by Hong Debiao.
When I went in and took a look, I found that the coffins in the two tombs had indeed been opened and there was nothing inside.
Since entering the ancient tomb, Hong Debiao has opened all the coffins he saw on the way and stolen the remains and burial items. Everyone has become accustomed to this.
This time it was a bit unexpected.
I don’t know whether it was because Hong Debiao found out that someone was following him and was too frightened to steal the cultural relics, or because the load was limited and he had to abandon the items that were too large and heavy. In the two newly discovered tombs, although the bones were nowhere to be found, the burial objects were.
Preserved intact.
In the tomb on the left, a pair of bronze horses are displayed on both sides of the coffin.
The bronze horse is about two feet tall, and the carving and casting process is quite exquisite. Every flying mane is carved lifelike, vividly restoring the image of a war horse neighing with its hooves.
Everyone held flashlights, illuminated the bronze horse, and gathered around to watch. They couldn't help but marvel.
When Gao Fei moved his steps, he accidentally kicked something, and there was a sound of metal colliding under his feet.
I shined a flashlight on the ground and found a small rusty iron piece near the horse's hoof. It was about half a foot long, curved, and looked like a small sickle head.
Gao Fei picked up the thing out of curiosity and found that the convex side was thick and blunt, while the half-moon concave side was thinner. Although it was rusty and covered with dust, the sharp edge could still be seen.
"Sister Wu, come and take a look. Are these the burial objects that were originally in the tomb, or were they brought in by Hong Debiao?"
Gao Fei handed the metal piece to Wu Xiaoqian.
Wu Xiaoqian put on the gloves, took them and looked at them for a while, a smile appeared on her lips.
"This is a funerary object, Xiao Gao, what do you think it is for?"
"It looks like a sickle head, but the size is too small. It might be half a pair of scissors." Gao Fei guessed.
"You were half right. This is indeed a kind of knife, but it's not a sickle or scissors. It's the horseshoe knife of the ancients."
"Horse shoe knife?" Gao Fei scratched his head, not knowing what to do.
"Sister Wu, what is the horse shoe knife used for?" Jiang Feng also came over curiously to inquire.
"A knife specially designed for trimming horseshoes."
Wu Xiaoqian couldn't help but laugh when she realized that the three "post-00s" young people around her all had blank faces.
"You were all born and raised in the city. You don't usually have the opportunity to ride a horse. It's normal to not understand these things. However, you have at least heard of things like horseshoes or horseshoes, right?"
"I know about the shoe." Ma Tao touched his chin and said, "The iron pieces nailed to the horse's hoof are used to protect the horse's shoe."
"In the early years, when leather shoes were still a luxury product, after wearing a good pair of leather shoes for a long time, the heels were so worn that they were reluctant to throw them away, so they asked a shoe repairman to nail an iron piece into the heels, which was called a 'shoe sole'. In fact, it had the same function as
Just like horseshoes, they all play a role in reducing wear and tear." Wang Daqing recalled.
