I saw a mark carved on the stone wall on the left. The mark was not obvious, and if I had not happened to look for it along this side, I would have probably missed it.
This mark is very simple, but it is very useful to those who understand it, especially in places where the environment is unfamiliar and complex. Walk all the way and leave such marks along the way. No matter what happens, as long as the mark is still there, then go back
Just look at it and you'll know which direction to go, and you can even tell how far away the next mark is.
I have seen this kind of mark in the Xihai River. This is the mark that my father once used. In my past life and experience, I have almost never seen anything similar, so I am very impressed. This kind of mark cannot be compared with Mount Moji.
The password is universal, so it was probably left by my father.
My dad has been to this place? I was instantly confused. I was able to find this place only because a crack suddenly appeared on the other side of the underground river. How did he get here? What is he doing here?
I'm not completely sure that the mark was left by my dad, but I always have such doubts in my heart. And I have a new view on this strange underground cavity zone. My dad will not come here for no reason, even if I put it aside
Not to mention the big square, there must be something else in this place.
With this idea, I think what Chen Yu said is very reasonable. She said that my father is a complex but quite awesome person. When I saw this mark, I thought so too. Where is he?
He dared to go there, and even walked in and out of a place where a group of little shadows appeared without any harm.
When the two guys saw that I wasn't leaving behind, they called me softly. I didn't want them to suspect, so I pretended to be urinating and picked up my pants and followed.
"There is something wrong with this matter." A clerk said to me: "We have walked so far and still can't see the big square. Commissioner, do you think you should go back and report to Sister Yu first?"
Our walkie-talkie is out of use. If we want to communicate with Chen Yu and the others, we have to go back. I have no objection to Chen Yu, but after hearing what the guy said, I feel really unhappy. Brother Wen, that old bastard, expressed his opinion, Shi Yanchuan
The decision-making power here is in my hands. Chen Yu just gave some reference opinions. These two guys didn't even regard me as a cadre. I immediately rejected his suggestion and said we should move forward.
In fact, I want to continue observing to see if there are other marks, observe the direction of the marks, and then judge whether the place I came down is the starting point or the end point when my father came here. As for whether there are other things here, I don’t know.
I didn’t have high hopes, even if there was one, my dad might have taken it away.
Along the way, the two guys found a lot of hollow ground, like a honeycomb briquette stuck in the ground. I told them to be careful and walk around if they could. That must be a place where the little blood-red shadow is dormant. Try to avoid it.
It's better to cause less trouble.
The underground cavity seems to be endless. The deeper you go, the more you feel that there is still a long way ahead. There are some small forks around it, and you can barely get into it. However, the main road has never changed, and you will not lose your way.
.At this point, I started to wonder, did my dad get here all the way through those narrow forks? Otherwise, there is no need to leave direction marks on a wide main road. But I don’t plan to enter the forks and look in the dark.
It's very disturbing.
Calculating the distance, we estimated that we were a little more than a mile deep. At this time, the guy walking at the front discovered the situation. In front of us, a quite deep pit blocked the way forward. The cavity brought here was about
More than 20 meters wide, the diameter of this deep hole is almost 20 meters. It is like a hole being dug on a large road. If you want to get through, you have to walk close to the side.
We took a look at the pit, and two guys used flashlights to take pictures. To be honest, the feeling was very scary. In daily life, we don’t see such a deep pit, so maybe we don’t have any idea in our minds.
It's just a pit. But you only have to stand next to the big pit and really look at it to feel panic. After the light of the flashlight shines down, you can't see it from an unknown distance below. This shows that the big pit is
The depth is beyond imagination, and the light is completely swallowed up by the darkness. The cave is the fifth pole of the world, and no one knows what will be inside such a deep cave.
In fact, fear is not something you can feel until you see it with your own eyes. The biggest fear actually comes from the unknown.
If there hadn't been this big hole blocking the road, I would have walked forward again, but as soon as the big hole appeared, it disrupted my plan. The two guys walked close to the edge of the big hole from the left and right sides.
, I want to change the angle of observation. However, no matter which direction I look at, this pit is bottomless, and there is nothing visible except darkness.
I thought in my heart that this exploration was probably hopeless. It was impossible for the three of us to enter this abyss-like pit right away. The disappointment after being full of hope made me very uncomfortable. How could that big square disappear? I was filled with confusion.
I plan to find it and then force that old bastard, Brother Wen, to fulfill his promise.
At this time, the two guys ran back together. Their expressions were a little surprised. They turned around and pointed behind them and said, "Commissioner, there is something over there."
"What?"
"It should be explosives, a lot of them."
Another guy also chimed in and said that he also saw explosives over there. This discovery made me more convinced that my dad had been here.
I followed the two people around the big pit from the right. At the middle edge, I saw the other party's explosives at the foot of the stone wall. There were indeed a lot of explosives. A guy probably knew the relevant knowledge. He said these were all TNT.
All the explosives were pressed into square plates and stacked one on top of another. I quickly subconsciously covered my pocket, as if the lighter in my pocket would suddenly ignite and ignite the explosives. The guy reassured me that the explosives were here.
It has been left for a long time and has become seriously affected by moisture. Moreover, this blocky cast TNT requires a special detonation device. Otherwise, it may not be possible to successfully detonate it with a conventional No. 8 industrial detonator.
The two guys walked forward again, and there were two piles of explosives about thirteen or four meters away. I couldn't estimate the weight of these explosives, but their quantity was enough to scare anyone who saw them.
.The relevant departments have very strong control over high explosives, and ordinary people simply cannot get so many. Although TNT is relatively stable, dangers still occur during transportation. It is conceivable that so many explosives are transported to this place from outside.
It's quite difficult.
I still can't figure out who got the dynamite in, maybe it was my dad, but maybe not. But whoever got the dynamite, he must be a great guy, with a lot of money and a lot of courage.
Looking at these explosives, I began to wonder again, everything has a motive. What is the purpose of bringing so many explosives in? The explosives were piled beside the pit. I thought, could these explosives be the same as the giant bombs at the Xihai River Project?
What's the purpose? Is it to be thrown into a deep pit to blow up something?
"Look, are these explosives meant to be thrown into a pit and detonated?" I asked the guy who knew a little bit about blasting.
"Probably not." The man looked up and down and said, "According to the depth of this pit, if explosives are thrown in, it will have no effect and will definitely explode in the middle."
When I think about it, it is indeed the case. Explosives and bombs are completely different concepts. Once the explosives are dropped, they will be completely out of control and will not achieve the intended purpose. This question stumped me, thinking about the people who do these things.
The ideas are so weird.
"Special Commissioner, I have an idea about the use of these explosives, it's just an idea."
"Oh? Tell me about it?"
"Do you think this is the case?" The man raised his head and shined the flashlight upwards, then looked around and said, "There are at least four piles of explosives. If the place where the explosives are now piled is the pre-detonation site, then this
The person who arranged the explosives may be a master. You see, if four piles of explosives are detonated at the same time, it is very likely to cause cracks in the stone wall. The cracking will definitely be a chain reaction, and eventually it may spread to the arched rock roof above the pit."
"What will be the consequences of that?"
"It's hard to say, it depends on the rock structure here." The guy swallowed and said, "I'm just making a rough guess."
"Just say it straight away. No matter if you are wrong or right, you don't need to take any responsibility."
"That's what happened. I think if the blasting is maximized and the rock wall cracks, causing the rock roof to collapse, the falling rocks will fall into the pit. If you think so, the person who left the explosives may want to fill the pit.
"
"Filling the pit? This is too weird a guess. The pit is so deep, how many rocks can be filled?"
"It must be very difficult. They don't want to fill the hole, they probably want to cover it." The man pointed upward and said: "There must be some preparations above. Plan a range on the top of the rock, and then drill the hole according to the situation."
Filling and coordinating the blasting below require high-precision detonation time, and the time difference is absolutely very important. They don't want to blow this place to pieces, but they want to blow the entire top of the rock down."
"Blow down the top of the rock and then seal the pit?"
"That's probably what it means. We don't have tools. Otherwise, if we climb up and take a look, we might be able to find traces of drilling." The man spread his hands and said, "It's just that for some reason, the blasting was stopped. Those people may have left in a hurry, or maybe
I thought it would be too much trouble to bring the explosives back, so I kept them here."
I thought about it for a while, and the guy’s idea was indeed strange, but it was not completely impossible. As bold as a person is, and as productive as the land, there is always a shortage of bold people in the world, such as Jin Pingmei’s bald friend, as long as he thinks of it
With this method, he would definitely dare to do it.
I couldn't help but look into the pit again. What was in this pit? Why should it be completely covered, or in other words, covered up?