There is only one road in front of you, so go forward bravely. As soon as the white-haired man showed his intention to go forward, the people next to him shouted and gathered around. The fat man even licked his face and said, "Let's go together, we can still get along with each other."
There is someone to take care of you." Lao Wang and I all blushed a little. This shameless fat man has the nerve to say, who can take care of whom?
The white-haired man didn't mean to object. He just said lightly: "Follow us if you want to go." Then he ignored us, stood up, and walked slowly towards the darkroom.
Lao Wang arranged a formation for us. He, Fatty and Song Erluzi followed the white-haired man. Li Yan and I were responsible for escorting Mott's horsemen (Mott's body was carried out by those horsemen) Liu Jingsheng
After they broke up, Lao Wang gave him one of the captured AK47s because he couldn't stand the fat man's abuse: "Here, I don't want it anymore. Please shut your mouth."
The fat man held the gun in his hand, but he still kept talking: "A gun is a person's courage. As big as the gun is, a person's courage will be as big as it is.** His old man said that political power comes from the barrel of a gun. Political power can come out,
How much more courage..."
I really can't stand his nagging: "Pull him down, you can't even build up the courage to use a cannon. Just now you ran out of the darkroom, you were the only one who ran fast."
The fat man was unconvinced: "You know what the heck, that's because I didn't have a gun in my hand just now. I'm not bragging to you. It's a bit difficult to penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, but with ninety-nine steps, Master Yang can hold a fist in his hand. If there are a few more living corpses and dead corpses, Sun
I will knock them down."
Lao Wang turned back and glared at us and said: "Bah! Shut up, both of you, what nonsense are you talking about! Are you still thinking of a few more?"
The white-haired man didn't walk very fast. After entering the darkroom, he saw the living corpse with its head shot, and then looked at the wound on Lao Wang's face: "Did it splash with its brain?" Lao Wang touched it and still kept it.
Bandaged cheek: “I don’t know what’s in its head, it’s like sulfuric acid, and it burned a piece of flesh off my face.”
The white-haired man took out a small paper bag and handed it to Lao Wang: "Mix it with water to make it thicker and apply it on your face. New flesh will grow quickly." Before Lao Wang could be polite, the fat man came over and said, "White
Hair Brother, it seems that a few drops were splashed on my back just now, and now it’s still itching. How many packets of your medicine can you give me?”
"I'm telling you, buddy, you didn't take a shower for a long time, so you let the sweat alkali take it." I patted the fat man on the shoulder and said.
"Really, really, if you don't believe it, you can see for yourselves." The fat man pretended to take off his clothes. The white-haired man ignored him and went straight into the back door of the darkroom. Seeing his 'white-haired brother', he ignored him. The fat man said sarcastically.
He took off half of his clothes and put them back on, muttering: "Isn't it just a pack of medicine? Stingy..."
After walking out of the back door, there was a long and narrow corridor. It was obviously not the first time for the white-haired man to come here. Occasionally, he did not pause at all when there were a few forks in the road. He turned left and right and led us to the bottom of the corridor.
We who were armed with guns were all on tenterhooks along the way, not knowing where the missing living corpses would jump out. Fortunately, we didn't see even a single living corpse until we exited the corridor.
After leaving the entrance of the corridor and walking further in, there turned out to be a huge water pool. The entrance of the corridor was only more than a hundred meters away from the pool, and there were hundreds of corpses piled densely. Not all of these dead corpses were mummified, some of them were dead.
It didn't take long, but due to the high humidity in the cave, almost all the corpses were decomposed to a certain extent, and some were rotted into skeletons. The stench of corpses was so bad that it could stun people alive.
The fat man covered his nose and said, "Is this still a living thing? Damn it, I just left the tiger's den and arrived at the dragon pool again..." He wanted to say something more, but seeing everyone staring at him, he could only give up in frustration.
"Team Wang, look at that." Zhang Yunwei's tactical flashlight was shining on a long object on the ground not far away. Old Wang looked along the light of the flashlight and saw that it was an old-fashioned rifle. The metal parts of the gun were all rusty.
, the butt of the gun is almost completely rotted. Judging from the appearance, it is either a "Zhongzheng" rifle from the Republic of China era, or a 38-inch cover from Little Japan.
"There is one too." Li Yan picked up a dark rusty bump with a dagger, and after looking at it for a long time, he identified it as the legendary 'bastard cover' - Little Japan's Southern Type 14 pistol.
The further we walked, the more things we found, including a brand new waterproof compass, a large blade that had rusted into an iron rod. A skeleton lying on the ground held a compass for reading Feng Shui in its arms. We even found a
There were three corpses of foreigners. These three people had not been dead for a long time. From their physical features, they could see the unique Caucasian blond hair and the physique of a white race.
Not far from the three men, there were two empty AK47 rifles and a Thunderbolt shotgun. When checking the three men's belongings, they did not find their identification documents, but found a bundle of gunpowder and gunpowder in their backpack.
Five kilograms of plastic explosives, explosives and explosives were wrapped in waterproof bags and were well preserved. What was left was a mess of things like a sapper shovel, a climbing rope, a miner's helmet, etc. There was also more than eight thousand US dollars in his pocket.
Lao Wang said angrily: "How many people did that bastard Lao Lin deceive into coming in?" The white-haired man glanced at him and said nothing. Liu Jingsheng said: "Old Wang, it's a pity to leave explosives and gunpowder with you. Maybe take them with you on the way.
It can be used."
Lao Wang nodded, turned to me and said: "Lazi, bring the explosives and gunpowder." Before I could answer, the fat man walked over first and said as he walked: "I'll get it, you can carry it on your hands and shoulders."
It also weighs twenty or thirty kilograms. I’d better take this stuff with me.”
I was wondering why this fat guy suddenly became so kind, until I saw him pick up the explosives, put the Remington shotgun behind his back, and quickly put the thousands of dollars into his pocket
pocket....
We walked further to the edge of the pool, which was an underground cave. There were more than a hundred stalactites hanging in rows above our heads, and several of the stone tips had already reached into the water. The pool was so dark that it was bottomless. If it were normal,
It is not difficult for a few of us to cross the water and swim across. But now, leaving aside those few horse boys, just thinking about it, there are at least three living corpses hidden somewhere. Once we encounter them in the water, we will almost
I'm afraid it's quite boring.
Lao Wang walked to the side of the white-haired man: "Brother, how can we go?" Before the white-haired man could speak, a horseman standing behind said first: "Report, I know, this is not considered a meritorious service."
This guy is extremely smart. He participated in the smuggling of more than a ton of drugs. Now that the principal culprit is dead, it is inevitable that their accomplices will not be sentenced harshly during the trial, and they may even be taken out for target practice. Now try to get a
For meritorious service, at least you can get a life sentence. It is better to die in prison than to be shot at.
"Huh? You know?" Lao Wang glanced at him. He had seen this kind of thing a lot: "If you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't say it, you will be punished with a higher penalty."
"I said, I said." Ma Zai did not dare to waste this opportunity: "I have been here with Mott several times before, and we can go out after leaving this pool." "Nonsense" Lao Wang cursed: "I just don't know how to live.
Swim across this pool?"
Ma Zai didn't answer, and ran directly to two earthbags not far from the shore. He lifted up the two tarpaulins, revealing two sampans. The sampans were actually equipped with motors and propellers. These two small sampans were upside down.
It was tied to the shore and covered with a camouflage tarpaulin. From a distance, it looked like a dirt bag.
Seeing the hope of getting out, everyone felt a little calmer. Lao Wang arranged for people to drag two sampans into the water. The sampans were not big, but it was enough to carry ten or eight people in one boat. There were ten of us.
The individuals were divided into two groups, and the boat finally set off, but it was moving very slowly because it had to avoid the stalactites and stalagmites that lined the area.
"Finally I can leave this hellish place... Damn it, this trip was so hard... I feel like I'm having nightmares when I sleep from now on..." The fat man became even more excited when he got on the boat. No one paid attention to him and he started talking to himself.
Talking to himself. In sharp contrast to him is the white-haired man sitting in front of me. This guy frowned and said nothing, as if there was something different. Lao Wang and I tested it many times and even asked
Regarding the golden skull in the main hall, he finally replied: "It's none of your business."
"Team Wang, look there are fish in the water," Song Er, who was on the sampan opposite, shouted with his tactical flashlight shining on the water. Looking along the light beam of the flashlight, several groups of swimming shadows appeared around the sampan. They were surrounding the sampan.
The board swims back and forth, and it looks like a school of fish is migrating.
"Huh? What kind of fish is this? Why does it look so awkward?" The fat man sat on the edge and saw a few fish swimming close to him. He was not very afraid of people, so he stretched out his hand to catch the fish.
"Don't touch it!" The white-haired man suddenly stretched out his hand to block the fat man. "What do you mean? It's just a few fish, not yours." The fat man's face was a little confused.
The white-haired man ignored him and stretched out his hand to draw an imaginary circle on the side of the boat. He tapped his index finger on the center of the circle and a strange fish jumped out of the water. It jumped across the circle out of thin air in front of the fat man's eyes and fell into the water again.
The fat man could see clearly that the strange fish did not have fish scales, but pieces of feathers. Not to mention, the fish's mouth was full of fangs, and half a human finger was hanging on the fish teeth.
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