As soon as I emphasized my tone, the guy got a little flustered, saying that he had only taken a rough look, but couldn't tell for sure. I looked across the way and saw that the pursuers had not appeared so far, so the situation was relatively safe. Then I crawled to the place pointed by the guy.
, looking down through the gaps in the steel frame.
The steel bridge was originally covered with bridge decks, but some of the bridge decks had fallen off. Through the gaps in the steel frame, I saw a vague object stuck underneath. I didn't know if it was a person.
"Would you like to go in and have a look?" A guy asked me: "I think I can crawl through the middle of the steel frame."
Lao Zhao is very discerning in selecting people. The two guys are not only smart, but also brave. After getting my permission, one of them went down the slope, climbed from a bridge into the steel frame, and climbed forward
After a few meters, we reached the place where a lump of something was stuck.
"The boss of the guard... division is a man. He has been dead for a long time and has become completely rotten." The man looked up from below and reported to me. Then, he used a dagger to pick up the corpse and inspect it. The corpse was completely turned into bones, and some
The bones were missing, and after his movement, the remaining bones stuck between the steel frames began to fall down.
The body couldn't be brought back at all, and in the end there was only a skull and a set of tattered clothes stuck between the steel frames. The man looked at it carefully for a while, then reached out and brought something up, and then he went back the way he came.
climb.
"We can't get rid of the body. This is something hanging in the clothes." The clerk handed over a plastic case that looked like a folder.
Another clerk looked at it carefully and said that according to the literal meaning, this should be a progress record. The folder is not thick, there are only a dozen pieces of paper in it, and the corners of the paper are yellowed, but it is relatively well preserved and the handwriting on it is very clear.
.This is a long piece of continuous text, and the little water in my stomach is not enough to translate it.
"Keep it, this thing is probably more important." I put the folder properly. The purpose of this construction site is very vague, but I believe that through some original records, I can gain some insight into the inside story.
We tried our best to extinguish the light above our heads, and then retreated to the bridge. During this period, there were still sporadic gunshots coming from the distance. Those who were chasing us never showed up. I don’t know if they retreated halfway.
, but was still killed by Lao Zhao and Xiao Hu.
"Wei... no, no, boss." A clerk asked me: "Do you think the situation can be controlled?"
"Definitely." I replied casually. In my mind, I have always had a firm belief that as long as I don't hold back, Mustache can definitely defeat any enemy. There is no doubt about this.
We waited here for about twenty minutes, and the gunfire became increasingly sparse, and it took two or three minutes for there to be two shots. The two guys stared at the situation on the opposite side motionlessly, and I started to turn my head and look seriously.
Looking at this construction site carefully. Although the construction site has been abandoned for many years, through the arrangement of these vehicles, there are other
From these traces, I can probably infer their work process. They must have used some kind of means, either small blasting or mechanical excavation, to blow up the surrounding rocks and so on, and then screened and left behind useful things.
, transported by vehicles through the steel bridge, and the remaining rubble was thrown directly into the rift valley.
After watching it for a while, I found that there were occasional shimmering lights on the ground of the entire construction site, just like the light refracted by some kind of metal object. As the angle of sight changed slightly, these lights also
They appear and disappear from time to time. Moreover, the places where these lights flash are relatively empty, with no vehicles gathering nearby.
After these situations came to my attention, I carefully observed them, but I couldn't see clearly. I left the night vision goggles and the mini submachine gun to them, told the two guys to guard the bridge, and then went down the slope and walked back and forth for a while. Distribution
These light-refracting signs are metal signs that are only twenty or thirty centimeters high and are nailed to the stone ground. The signs are not rusty and have very simple German and Japanese characters on them, as well as an Arabic numeral.
The first sign I saw was numbered 019, followed by 054,066. I didn’t know what these Arabic numerals represented, but I immediately recalled the metal box marked top secret, and I remembered that the number on that box was 078.
There was no pattern or fixed order to the appearance of these signs. They were scattered all over the construction site. I looked back and forth at about twenty or thirty metal signs. Finally, near the end of the construction site, metal sign No. 077 appeared.
Appeared, I subconsciously looked forward, and found another metal plate No. 078 14 to 5 meters ahead on the left.
There was nothing unusual about the place where these metal plates appeared, and no obvious traces of excavation were seen on the ground. After standing next to the metal plate No. 078 for less than two minutes, I suddenly felt a trace of air convection keenly, because in the
If you stay in such a closed environment for a long time, you will be very susceptible to air convection.
Sensitive. I quickly searched carefully and found that the metal sign No. 078 was completely close to the end of the construction site. Less than two meters behind the sign was an uneven stone wall. I took a few steps back and looked up for a long time. A few meters above the stone wall,
At that place, I saw a crack only a few dozen centimeters wide.
And this crack is a bit strange. I don’t know how wide it was originally, but it was sealed by cement. Because of the cracking of the cement, such a small crack appeared. No light can be seen from the crack. It should be a zigzag.
Because of the gaps, no light can come in, and there can only be very slight convection.
Apart from these metal signs and this crack, I didn't find anything else that was suspicious. I tried to pull out the metal signs, but they were nailed very tightly and were embedded in the stone ground. It was still very quiet over the steel bridge.
, on the way back, I focused my attention on the only building on the construction site.
This is a very ordinary small house, built on the right edge of the construction site. The window is very large. If there is enough light, people sitting in the house can see the entire construction site through the window. The lights in the house are turned off.
, only dim light comes from
I looked outside and looked in. I looked outside the window and saw that the structure was not complicated. There were two unknown instruments, a table, a few chairs, and two hard beds side by side in the corner of the room. It seemed like
It is a duty room or surveillance room.
Standing here, I vaguely saw a picture spread out on the table. The door of the room was open, so I walked in directly and reached the table. This was a picture, with a line of words above my head.
Let’s first look at the plan’s origins.
This should be a relatively simple picture. I could tell after a few glances that it was a schematic diagram of the construction site. On the drawing, the position of each metal sign was clearly marked. The level of detail in the plan is amazing. Astonishingly, even a naturally raised stone on the ground showed it.
The only thing I can't understand about this picture is that there is an irregular shape in the middle. According to the scale of the map, this shape is about 25 to 30 meters in diameter when converted into actual distance.
What is this? When I walked through the construction site, I didn't find anything special in the center, it was just an ordinary stone field.
I wanted to take a closer look, but out of the corner of my eye, through the large window, I saw a very small and very weak red light suddenly emitting from the rear of a modified small truck. The night vision device was left with Sorry, man, I can't tell whether the red light is a living organism with the naked eye. However, this red light made me suddenly feel uneasy. I hurriedly picked up the picture on the table, rolled it a few times, stuffed it into my arms, and then Holding the gun, he bent down and passed by the window, squatting down by the door of the house.
The red light only flickered for a few seconds and then stopped, but I kept that position in mind. Behind the open door was a blind spot that could not be illuminated by light. I quickly got in there, hoping to hide here temporarily, and then find a way to follow over there. Confront or inform the bridge guy.
As soon as my body stopped behind the door, I immediately felt a strong uneasiness in my heart, and this uneasiness was confirmed a second later. A shadow suddenly came out of nowhere and twisted. Passed my hand grabbing the gun, and immediately after, I felt that the floor plan I had just stuffed in my arms was taken away.
There's someone here!
At this point, I didn't have time to think about why there was someone here, so I started to resist reflexively, but this person was very experienced and pinched my arm hard. I felt my hand numb immediately, and the gun in my hand It fell down and was kicked far away. Then, he hit my head so quickly that I couldn't even turn my head away.
Immediately afterwards, I felt that he was going to open my backpack. I didn’t know what method this person used, but he almost controlled me with one hand. I couldn’t turn my head, and it seemed that even my jaws were broken. I couldn't open it, and I couldn't scream. Within a few seconds, he had already rummaged through his backpack. My thinking was still normal, and I immediately realized that what he was looking for might be a folder. Because my backpack Apart from that folder, there is nothing special in it.
I held the other's hand with both hands, but I still couldn't stop him, let alone protect the folder from being taken away by him. After a few seconds, I felt him suddenly press my head. Pushing, my whole face was immediately placed on the door in front of me, and I was almost knocked unconscious.
My nose was bleeding and the pain was so extreme that I couldn't even open my eyes. I felt the other person's hand holding my hand was withdrawn, but I had no energy left to chase him, so I could only passively cover the hit. His head was dizzy, and he groped for the gun on the ground.
After a minute, I recovered a little from the almost coma-like state. I found the gun, but the man just now disappeared without a trace. He took away the plan and the folder.
I don't know his origin, but my intuition tells me that he is definitely not the group of people who kidnapped travelers.