It turned out that Zheng Sanpao's mallet was really placed there at the beginning, but he just happened to meet this unlucky guy who was attacked by a wild wolf, so he was led by others, so Zheng Sanpao didn't find this mallet that had been buried for many years.

And in the end, after this unlucky guy was bitten by a wild wolf, there was only this mallet left on his body, and he was picked up by Zheng Sanpao.

Looking at the old mallet in his hand, Zheng Sanpao's eyes were together, as if he was holding not a mallet in his hand, but holding his grandson, he really couldn't put it down.

Ding Fan didn't care much about this mallet, what he was really interested in was actually this person who went up the mountain, the weapons he was holding in his hand, the carbine plus the horse brand, this thing is rarely seen in China, if it weren't for Zheng Sancang, he had been on the battlefield back then, and he might not be able to recognize what kind of gun it was.

And the things on this person's body have been almost lost, and the person is dead, and now there are only two guns left, and nothing else left, and I don't know what the identity is, and I don't even know if it's a countryman.

And Zheng Sanpao only found these things on the deceased's body, two guns, a kettle, as for the clothes, they had already been torn, and the bullets on his body were all gone, and the rest of the things were a belt, and an empty bullet box, and there was nothing left, not even the bones.

How to check this called Ding Fan?

It's Ding Fan who decides the case like a god, this also needs to be a bit probative, he is not a god, but with the things in his hand, can he find out who the user is?

Ding Fan reluctantly began to check the remaining relics of this unlucky bastard one by one.

First of all, the carbine in his hand, this is a kind of gun that Ding Fan has rarely seen before, I heard that it is a special gun for the Russian army, although it is just an ordinary rifle, but the lethality is not weak, this kind of gun generally does not flow out, and I don't know where this person found it.

"This gun, it's a bit old, it's not new, it should have been used before. Ding Fan disassembled the gun in his hand while checking the structure inside and the degree of use of the firearm: "This should be a splicing gun, many of the internal structural parts are matched later, not the original thing, third uncle, look at your pistol, I suspect that these things are smuggled in by someone abroad, after all, the border is too long." ”

After Zheng Sanpao listened to Ding Fan's words, he immediately understood what Ding Fan meant, and his hands flew up and down, and the gun in his hand was disassembled in just a few clicks.

It's just that the gun was half disassembled by Zheng Sanpao, Zheng Sancang's hand stopped, and then looked at Ding Fan suspiciously: "No, there is no problem with this gun, it is an original pistol, it seems that the short gun was brought over directly, only the long gun was sent over after being disassembled." ”

After checking the two guns, Ding Fan nodded, and then began to take the last kettle and shook it in his ear, but he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was nothing more than water, or wine or something like that, who knows, in the kettle, in addition to liquid, it seems that there are other things in it.

This attracted Ding Fan's attention, the contents of the kettle were not only water, but also other things, which felt like a very light thing.

Ding Fan gently opened the kettle and sniffed it carefully on the edge of the kettle with his nose, trying to tell what was inside.

As a result, there was no taste at all, and Ding Fan thought that everything in it was water.

Zheng Sanpao was also a little curious, stretched out his head to smell it, and even reached out and dipped a little in his mouth to taste it, but looking at the expression on Zheng Sanpao's face, Ding Fan understood that the taste of this thing should not be very good: "Grandma's, what is this stuff, it seems to be the kind of alcohol used before, but the alcohol still has a little taste, what is this? There is no taste at all, but after it is in the mouth, it is bitter and astringent." ”

Hearing Zheng Sanpao say this, Ding Fan seemed to understand: "What should be contained in it is not alcohol, but a kind of wine, it seems to be a kind of wine that Russians often drink, what is called vodka, it is said to be a distilled spirit with a high degree, it doesn't smell anything, but it is very strong, I used to be in Yanjing, I heard people talk about this kind of wine." ”

As soon as Ding Fan said this, Zheng Sanpao also immediately thought of a previous incident: "I have heard of it before, but in our position, there was a doctor, that is, a drunkard, but once the wounded were injured, and there was no alcohol disinfection on his hands, he just used a kind of hometown wine he drank to disinfect the wounded, and then the wounded man was really well." ”

That's right, I've often heard my grandfather say that this vodka can be used as alcohol, and the effect is no worse than alcohol, and now it seems that there is really a bit of a possibility in this regard.

Russian wine, in addition to the Russian guns.

Ding Fan now feels more and more that this person who secretly went up is very likely to be from the opposite country.

As for the contents of this kettle, Ding Fan was even more curious.

Zheng Sanpao found two branches back, and then used the knife in his hand to cut the branches in his hand into a pair of chopsticks little by little, and then carefully picked out the contents of the kettle.

Ding Fan thought it was something, it turned out to be a piece of brown paper, which was tightly sealed by a plastic bag on the outside, and then hidden in the kettle, but a magnet was installed in advance on the ground of the bag, thinking that it was used to fix the plastic bag.

After opening the expected bag, Ding Fan was dumbfounded.

There is only one painting on the cowhide, and the mountains are painted on it, and the lines on it are connected to it, as if it is the meaning of a mountain road, and some places are marked positions, but most of them have nothing, just the position of a blank space.

"What is this?" Zheng Sanpao looked at the map in Ding Fan's hand carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said, "Why does this look like the previous map of the Battle Mountain?"

This map, Ding Fan looked very strange, there were a lot of signs on it, it seemed to be a little abrupt, not like the kind of map that is generally used, but if you look closely, you feel that this picture is very fine.

Ding Fan also knows a little about the kind of combat mountain map that Zheng Sanpao said, which is a special thing for general artillery, and such a drawing is used for mountain operations and deployment.

But compared to this drawing, it doesn't seem to have reached that point, and it seems that something is still missing.

Just when Ding Fan was very puzzled in his heart, he suddenly saw something in the corner of this drawing, as if it was a missing corner: "Is there something missing here?" Or is this not a complete map at all, but a part?"

Zheng Sanpao glanced at it and nodded, "It's not just a part, there are also people who have made changes on it, I think the eight achievements were painted on it by that unlucky guy." ”

Zheng Sanpao's analysis is very likely, but he has been thinking about it now, Ding Fan didn't think about it, what is the use of these things, what is the identity of this unlucky egg who was bitten to death by a wild wolf, why did he come here, it can't be just for an old mountain ginseng, right?

Even Ding Fan thought that if he was the unlucky guy, after coming up from the mountain, he found the old ginseng halfway, and finally did not leave, it was very likely that he went up the mountain for something more valuable than the old ginseng.

Ding Fan held this map in his hand, kept looking, kept looking, and finally his eyes were a little dizzy until he looked at it, and he still couldn't think of a reason.

And Zheng Sanpao was more direct, since he couldn't understand this map, he simply stopped reading it in the end, turned around and left the room, and went outside to clean up the prey during this time.

Because among these prey, there are roe deer and sika deer, and even caught a few fragrant roe deer yesterday, all of which were taken off by Zheng Sanpao's nest, which is what Ding Fan has always wanted, but after he was caught, Ding Fan fell into a coma, and during this time, Zheng Sanpao was outside every day to find food for a few animals.

This is something that has never happened before, and it is usually Zheng Sanpao who eats them, when did he find food for these wild beasts?

As a result, when Zheng Sanpao was busy and returned to the house with a cauldron in his hand, Ding Fan was still studying the map in his hand, looking very engaged, and his brows were tightly locked: "Okay, clean up, come over and eat something, you just woke up, today I got you something to replenish your body, and I will make it up for you well, and after two days, we will make you back, and then we should almost go back." ”

Ding Fan was still thinking about the remnant picture in his hand, and he really didn't notice what Zheng Sanpao said, but he heard Zheng Sanpao say to go back, and subconsciously asked: "Go back? What go back? Third uncle, do you mean that this person who was bitten to death by a wild wolf wants to go back? It doesn't have to be so difficult, right?"

"What a mess, I mean, it's time for us to go home, you look at the stuff outside, it's almost a circle of beasts in addition here. Zheng Sanpao rolled his eyes and said to Ding Fan: "This time the things you kid wanted, it's almost there, I helped you catch the roe deer today, and the remaining deer are there, although a little less, but next year, these things should be able to bear some fruit, and it won't be a problem to give birth to a few litters." ”

Ding Fan really didn't know that in the few days that he was in a coma, Zheng Sanpao had basically done everything he had brought up before, and his actions were really sharp enough, no wonder Zheng Sanpao was a little anxious to go back this time.

"We can go back then, what can we do if it's really it?" Ding Fan said as he turned his eyes to Hai Dongqing on the windowsill and took a deep look at it.