Jin Feng picked up the pole and walked over like flying, lifted Zhang Silong's pole and twisted it, and there was more mud and dirt in his hand.

With his backhand, he put the mud and dirt to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly changed color.

Then he threw the mud into his mouth and chewed it without any scruples, his eyes bulging out, and his body bones were trembling.

"Poof!"

Spit out the mud fiercely, tore off the face towel, looked left and right, lifted the pole and poked Zhang Silong hard, and shouted: "Zhang Silong." You're a ......."

In a hurry, Jin Fengjing couldn't find the words to praise Zhang Silong, and turned around sharply and whistled like a night owl. At that moment, everyone in the Jin family army rushed over.

Wu Baiming squatted down and looked at the color of the mud brought out by the pole, and nodded in affirmativeness.

Gong Lingfeng, as a descendant of Jieling, has never known how many tomb poles he has beaten all his life, and he has long been familiar with identifying such mud and soil.

Although this is a mausoleum abroad, it is all buried with one thing.

That's the dead man.

As long as it is a dead person buried in the ground, whether it is in the mountains and water, or in the soil and mud or in the swamp, the smell of the dead is a **.

No matter how long it has been placed, even if it turns to ashes, as long as he is still in the soil, he will definitely be able to be identified by Gong Lingfeng.

After taking the little bit of mud from Wu Baiming's hand and gently planing it in the palm of his hand, he spit a mouthful of saliva on it, grabbed the cement and soil with his thumb and index finger, and immediately grinned at Jin Feng.

"The smell of the dead. Smells. Haha!"

"It smells good!"

The thing that the descendants of the two major sects in the world nodded in unison to affirm, that is, the truth.

"Dig!"

Jin Feng gritted his teeth with a straight face and shouted out the digging word. Yang Congcong, who was as thick as an old bear, immediately squeezed up, picked up the shovel and raised it high and smashed it down.

"Jin Dong, you rest, you will be the master of the knife later!"

"Everyone else is on it!"

The chief steward Goli picked up a sledgehammer weighing thirty pounds and slammed it on the hard stone, splashing countless sparks.

Finding the location is just the beginning, and it will take a long time to dig out what lies underneath.

None of the Jin family soldiers stood idly by, and they all went to work.

The rubble was lifted and cleared aside, and the trees were quickly chopped down and hauled away, emptying the ground and breaking up all the rocks that covered the surface.

Follow is to dig deeper!

There are no modern tools, it is all manual. The days have returned to the time when Savage Mountain had just been established, digging mountains and catching treasures, and the Jin family army cooperated seamlessly, without dragging mud and water at all, and their actions were even more agile and fast.

After confirming the place, Jin Feng completed the most difficult task, and only felt that his body was like a deflated balloon, and he suddenly relaxed.

The whole person took two steps back, and sat down under the shady tree with a smile, leaning his head weakly on the small trunk.

Weakly lit a cigarette, picked up the water and poured it on his head, and exhaled for a long time.

Finally fucking found it.

This time it's too hard, it's too dangerous. Fifteen days were spent scurrying around like headless flies in this dead hot desert.

It wasn't until today that I got it out.

I have never felt so tired as today, and this time it took too much effort on my own, and even more so on the efforts of the Jin family.

However, nothing is smooth sailing.

Just as I was smoking, a new problem suddenly came.

When the digging reached a depth of one meter, five or six meters, a large stone pillar with a length of more than two meters and a thickness of one foot two or three blocked the way for Jin Jiajun to excavate.

And Zhang Silong's pole went down from the side of the big stone pillar and hit it directly there.

This is the first time that the Jin family soldiers have seen this situation.

Mausoleums abroad are completely different from domestic mausoleums, especially those that date back thousands of years.

Jin Feng was called over, carefully searched for the ornamentation and shape on the large stone pillar, and immediately determined that this stone pillar was one of the stone pillars of the cathedral built in the sixth century.

This stone pillar is still very recognizable. At that time, the architecture of Europa was completely copied from the Roman Empire.

At that time, in the desert, which was still under the rule of the Roman Empire, it was very easy to discern the style of churches they built.

"Exploded!"

Listening to Jin Feng's words, Gong Lingfeng hurriedly went to prepare something.

And at this time, Hewitt jumped down from somewhere to stop Jin Feng: "This is a cultural relic, this is a cultural relic from 1,500 years ago, you can't blow it up!"

"Golden Holy Throne, I beg of you. ”

Hewitt, who was about to cry and howl, was kicked to the side by Jin Feng before he could open his mouth, turning into a bow shrimp and vomiting constantly.

When he turned around and was about to find Jin Feng desperately, Jin Feng threw a shot and hit the back of the man's neck, which immediately made him sleep with peace of mind.

“**......”

As soon as half a syllable was pronounced, Jin Feng only felt the scalp at the back of his neck tingling, and his muscles instinctively contracted, and a sense of death persecution made Jin Feng rely on instinct to lie down on his left.

At that moment, I heard a sharp howl coming from the sky.

"Get down!"

A thunderclap rang in my ears. A black mushroom suddenly exploded a few meters away.

The whole world fell silent all at once.

Dust obscured all vision in an instant. As far as the eye could see, there was chaos.

In the dim gray gray, the sunlight became dim.

The scorching stench of gunpowder filled the nose, the eardrums bulged, and the buzzing sound continued all over the head.

Jin Feng only felt that all his internal organs were displaced, the sights in front of him overlapped, and his whole body was unconscious.

After a full five seconds, Jin Feng blinked and looked blankly ahead.

He shook his head vigorously, and after another seven or eight seconds, the buzzing bell in his ears slowly faded.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Enemy attack, artillery bombardment!"

"Prepare to engage the enemy. Defend at three o'clock!"

"Protect Mr. Kim, protect Mr. Kim'......"

The screams of tearing liver and sausages and the roar of gunfire gradually became clear from far and near.

Vigorously open his eyes and shake his head, and the chaotic and confused vision gradually becomes clear.

"Mr. Kim!"

"Boss!"

"Big housekeeper!

"Uncle Gong...... Uncle Gong ......"

A terrible howl came into Jin Feng's ears, and the figures of the Jin family's soldiers shook in front of him in the thick smoke of gunpowder.

"Brother Feng, where are you?"

"Where are you ......?"

"I'm fine!

Jin Feng suddenly grabbed Zhang Silong and shouted: "Report the number!

The smoke was filled, the dust obscured the sky, and the air was filled with scorching stench, which was the smell of the approaching death.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Jin Feng's heart tightened.

Right next to him, only two meters away from him, Hewitt had already died of life.

A five-centimeter-long piece of shrapnel was inserted into his chest, and blood oozed from the wound like a tube, and blood was already flowing all over his body.

Hewitt's head hung limply to the side, and his eyes stared at him in confusion.

To his death, Hewitt didn't understand what was happening.

And the Jin family army is extremely lucky.

The shell landed ten meters above, and the Jin family soldiers only suffered a little skin wound.

After quickly reporting his safety, Jin Feng wiped away the blood flowing from his nose and screamed.

"Keep digging!"

"Dig it out even if you die!"

"Keep digging. ”

Jin Feng reflexively closed Hewitt's eyes, bent down and picked up the shovel and smashed it to the ground.

At this moment, Jin Feng seemed to have returned to the years of fierce battles a hundred years ago, and the strong smell of gunsmoke and blood corpses in his snort frightened him, and he called himself even more ...... Passion flies.

"Come on!"

"Come on!!"

With a beast-like howl from his mouth, Jin Feng took the C4 in Wu Baiming's hand and glued it to the upper and lower sides of the big stone pillar, and quickly plugged in the wire.

"Boom!"

The rocks pierce the air, and the stone waves are monstrous!

The vanguard of the kingdom of Jordan had arrived at Mount Nebo and engaged in a battle with the Hebrew elite.

Bullets of all kinds scorched the air through the sky and let out a roar of death.

RPG rockets explode in the distance, old AK's point shot sends out the ghost cry of the Grim Reaper, and the Hebrew assault rifle spits out angry fiery snakes. I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~