Chapter 482: It's Black Under the Light
Qin Hao couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the fat man's words, the lair of the quicksand organization was actually near Jianghai City?
He hurriedly asked, "Where is Jianghai City?"
The fat man smiled proudly, and then said, "Hehe, of course in that mountainous area." This group of guys is very cunning, their stronghold outside the country is actually just a branch, and their lair is here!"
"Okay, send me the specific coordinates and data as well. ”
Qin Hao nodded, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. Almost at the same time as he hung up the phone, his mobile phone also ding, and the fat man sent the detailed map and the introduction of the lair of the quicksand organization.
Qin Hao looked at these materials, and then he understood why they put the old nest near Jianghai City, and admired the decision-making of this quicksand organization.
Jianghai City is surrounded by mountains, and the entire Jianghai Plain is surrounded by lofty mountains and mountains. This mountainous and hilly area occupies a quarter of the entire Chinese territory. Since ancient times, it has been difficult to speak in the sky.
In this hilly area, many underground fortifications were built in the last century in preparation for the world war, and later the international situation eased, and these underground fortifications were basically abandoned. Some of them are being developed as tourist attractions, while others are buried deep underground forever and are unknown.
The location of this lair of quicksand organization is an extremely secret underground fortification, and the location of this underground fortification is also in an extremely steep mountain.
In recent years, advocating the protection of the environment, these steep mountains and mountains have been inaccessible, and now they have been protected, and the situation inside has become the most primitive dense forest.
After Qin Hao found out the location, he packed up some field equipment and tools to enter the mountain on the spot, and an hour later, Qin Hao had already taken a car and came to the junction of the national highway and the provincial highway on the periphery of Jianghai City.
It was already a desolate mountainous area, except for two highways passing through the mountains, and it was all through bridges and tunnels, which barely managed to pass through this place that can be called a moat.
Stop the car, from the center of Jianghai to this place, the meter is almost a thousand yuan. Qin Hao directly threw down a thousand yuan, and the fraction was considered a tip, and then jumped out of the car with his things.
The driver master is naturally accustomed to Qin Hao's dress. After all, in this mysterious mountainous area, outdoor enthusiasts often go in to experience wilderness survival.
Qin Hao carried a big mountaineering bag on his back, and plunged into the mountains as soon as he buried his head. The first journey was relatively smooth, and after that, it was already completely into the inaccessible mountains.
Soon, the sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was getting darker. To the west, a blazing cloud of fire dominated a large part of the sky. It also set off Qin Hao's face slightly red.
After an afternoon of rushing to the mountain road, even Qin Hao's physique felt a little struggling, he took a slight breath, and then took out a map and guide to take a look, it was not far from the lair of the quicksand organization.
By this point, the phone had completely lost its signal. Of course, this is not a place that is too remote and there is no signal, although the mountains and mountains are here, but the large and small cities around the Jianghai Plain have already formed a huge urban circle, but also at night, here is one of the most shining lights on the map of China, one of the most dense areas, it is naturally impossible to have no signal coverage in the surrounding areas.
The reason why there is no signal here is because the quicksand organization has installed shields around the perimeter.
Since there was no signal, Qin Hao directly turned off his mobile phone, then took out a sharp small axe from the package behind him, selected a direction, and passed it through the dense forest.
It is a very dense thicket, and all kinds of plants grow together so luxuriantly that it is extremely difficult to pass. And this routine is also the closest way to the lair of the Quicksand Organization.
Qin Hao wielded the road-opening axe, and it took him five or six hours to finally pass through the dense forest, and then, at the end of his line of sight, he saw the hazy outline of a sentry tower.
The mountainous area here, far away from the city's light pollution, has a clear blue sky, and a lower quarter moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a cold light.
With this bit of moonlight, Qin Hao also took a good look at the lair of this quicksand organization. It's a small valley surrounded by mountains, and it feels like a paradise.
In the valley, some of the small terraced houses, watchtowers, and other functional buildings made entirely of wood and bamboo are available.
Obviously, this old nest, the quicksand organization has been in business for a long time.
Qin Hao quietly sneaked into the interior of the camp, perhaps because it had been peaceful here for too long, and the location was too secretive. The few men standing guard on the watchtower were drowsy, and the camp was extremely loosely defended.
Qin Hao easily touched the entire camp, and without their knowledge, he had already found the location where Xia Han was being held.
He came to the area around the wooden row house where Xia Han was being held, and was about to make a move, but a sound of footsteps sounded in the distance.
Qin Hao immediately hid his figure and quietly lurked.
Xia Han was locked up in a simple wooden hut at this time, and in the second half of the night in the mountains, the temperature was already very low, and she was still wearing a thin dress all over her body, her hands were tied behind her back, tied to a pillar in the middle of the wooden house, and there was no room for movement, let alone escape.
Xia Han shivered with cold, and the despair and fear in her heart were like a tide, drowning her heart. At this moment, she had never been so desperate, nor had she been so afraid.
The footsteps went from far to near, and soon they reached the door.
A young man with yellow hair stood in front of the door of the wooden house, looked inside, and then said to the guard at the door: "Open the door quickly, the boss said, tonight, let her go in and sleep with her!"
The guard was also a young man with a very immature face, and when he heard Huang Mao's words, he immediately said with envy: "Tut, the boss can't help it?"
Huang Mao slapped him on the head when he heard this, cracked his mouth, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's just a lot of nonsense! It's hard to say, when our boss gets tired of playing, we can also taste the taste of this superb woman. ”
When the guard heard this, a look of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, and he quickly nodded vigorously, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and then opened the door.
(End of chapter)