Ning Rou read out softly: "Mitsui Group, made in 190."
It turned out to be something left over from the Second World War.
She and Zheng Yan looked at each other.
"kindness."
Wu Yong groaned in a low voice.
Just the stuff left over from World War II.
He came here following in the footsteps of Ishikawa Emi, and it seems that this may indeed be the hiding place of Demon Sword Muramasa.
Wu Yong said: "Look, how can we open it? We need an elevator to generate electricity."
Zheng Yan and Ning Rou came over and studied it carefully.
They found the operating instructions on the nameplate behind the generator set, which marked the location of the generator's power unit.
This large generator uses gasoline as fuel.
Next to the generator, there are barrels of gasoline.
They unscrewed the gasoline cans.
Unexpectedly, I discovered that after so many years of evaporation, there was not much gasoline left in it.
Zheng Yan said with a grimace: "We don't have much gasoline. I'm afraid the generator won't be able to support it for long."
Wu Yong said: "It doesn't matter, as long as we can use the elevator temporarily."
Zheng Yan also agreed.
He and Wu Yong worked together to inject oil from the oil barrel into the power unit.
Then find the manual start switch.
Pull it out hard.
Creak, creak, creak.
First, the machine was aging and had not moved for a long time, making harsh noises.
Then buzz.
The entire generator set vibrated.
Half a minute later.
Two buzzing sounds.
The lights above their heads suddenly turned on, and the entire dark room became bright.
"Success!" Ning Rou was overjoyed.
"Let's go take the elevator quickly." Wu Yong said in a deep voice.
The three of them ignored the generator set.
Rush to the elevator entrance.
Close the elevator switch.
Sure enough, the old elevator can still operate normally.
"The little devil's is really amazing. Things that have been around for so many years can still be used." Zheng Yan sighed with emotion.
Ning Rou also nodded in agreement.
She looked up and down curiously and asked: "The Japanese built this place so hidden, I don't know what it is used for?"
Wu Yong said: "This is a military base."
Zheng Yan asked: "How can you see it?"
Wu Yong muttered: "You will know when we go down later."
Creak, creak, creak.
The elevator ran for a full three minutes.
Finally reached the bottom.
The door opens.
It's a completely different scene again.
The spacious workshop is equipped with two rows of machine tools.
On both sides of the machine tool, many bones were scattered.
These bones are very unique.
Most of them were directly cut into two pieces.
It's conceivable.
When you die, it must be extremely tragic.
"These should all be Japanese."
Wu Yong pointed to the location near their corpses and said: "Look at their clothes, they are all Japanese military uniforms from the World War II period."
Ning Rou and Zheng Yan looked over.
Sure enough, I had a good talk with Wu Yong.
Near these corpses, there are faded Japanese military uniforms.
"Brother, what you said is indeed true. This is indeed a military base. Look at these machine tools, they are all used to make weapons."
Zheng Yan took a closer look and then said.
"Why are Japanese people dying so miserably in Japanese military bases?" Ning Rou asked in confusion.
"Maybe at that time, we Chinese people found this place and killed them all." Zheng Yan speculated.
"Look ahead, the answer should be in front of you." Wu Yong said thoughtfully.
The three of them continued walking forward.
This underground military base covers a large area.
When Wu Yong used the Chaos God, he couldn't even see the end at a glance.
They walked through the arsenal workshop one after another.
Ammunition depot.
There are also logistics dormitories.
When moving forward.
Wu Yong stopped.
"What's wrong?" Ning Rou asked.
"Oh, there's a good show going on ahead. It looks like we came at the right time." Wu Yong said with a smile.
Good show?
"What's the show?"
The two asked in confusion.
"I'll show you and you'll know. But before you go, you need to make some preparations."
Wu Yong took out two silver needles and waved to them: "Come here."
Ning Rou and Zheng Yan walked over.
Wu Yong stuck a needle on each of their necks: "My silver needle has the effect of temporarily sealing your breath, so that you will not be easily discovered. Remember later, no matter what you see or hear,
Don’t say anything easily.”
Ning Rou and Zheng Yan nodded curiously and nervously.
Wu Yong finished speaking.
Lift them up in the air one by one with each hand.
Then he ran forward quickly.
He runs very fast.
The footsteps continued to fly in the air.
Not a single sound was made.
Passed a few more passages.
Wu Yong took them to an extremely spacious space.
I don’t know how this space was designed.
There was light coming directly from above.
Light up the space inside.
Zheng Yan and Ning Rou saw a petite woman confronting a group of masked men in black clothes.
Ning Rou covered her mouth in surprise.
She has identified it.
That petite woman is undoubtedly Ishikawa Emi.
With a stern look on her face, she put her hands behind her back and stared coldly at the man in black across from her.
There are seven men in black.
He was dressed in pitch black, with only his eyes exposed.
In their hands, each held a Japanese sword.
Wu Yong led the two of them lightly and found a hidden place to hide. His movements were extremely light, and coupled with his cultivation in the Qi Refining Realm, no one in the venue noticed them.
The two sides facing each other were silent for a long time.
Ishikawa Emi spoke: "Our Ishikawa family and your Iga family have always been in harmony with each other, but you dare to follow me. Aren't you afraid that our Ishikawa family will settle accounts with you!"
The man in black opposite him snorted coldly when he heard this.
A person standing in the middle and slightly in front said in a hoarse voice: "Then you have to go back alive. The six of us have been following you for more than half a year, and we have been waiting for this day."
Ishikawa Emi's color changed slightly.
She knew the six people in front of her.
A jounin of the Iga family in Japan.
Outstanding strength.
All of them have the strength of a half-step master.
If she were in her prime, with her strength as a martial arts master, she wouldn't have to be too afraid of them.
But just yesterday.
She accidentally bumped into Wu Yong and was seriously injured by a move.
Today, she only has one-tenth of her strength left.
Face off against six extremely powerful Jonin.
She had no chance of winning.
The ninja in black smiled sinisterly and said:
"Jie, Jie, Jie, are you scared? If you know what's going on, take us to Muramasa, the demon sword. We promise not to kill you. At most, we will take you back to the Iga family and honor the head of the family."
"I've heard that Emi from the Ishikawa family is unparalleled in beauty and is the most beautiful woman in Japan. As long as you come back with us, the master of the family will definitely treat you well and won't let you be worse than the one you had at the Ishikawa family."
Ishikawa Emi secretly gritted her silver teeth and clenched her fists tightly.