Could it be an arsenal? There must be a supply warehouse for arms and equipment in this kind of large-scale fortification, but it has been fifty years since the French occupation period, and it is unknown whether those materials can be preserved in such a rainy place, so Long Leiyan has no mood to investigate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, since the arsenal is in front of him, Long Leiyan feels that it is better to open the warehouse and appreciate the equipment of the French army back then.

A flash of gray door appeared in front of him, knocking on it with his hand to make a dull sound, this door is not light, Wang Bo, the master of sliding door lockpicking, is not there, Long Leiyan had to use brute force to break open, summoned double knives, and carefully dug up on the door. It is estimated that after half an hour of digging, a large hole appeared in the door that allowed adults to enter and exit.

Long Lei Yan waited for the air inside to flow for a while and drilled into the big hole. As expected, there were all kinds of boxes in my eyes, and when I opened one of the long boxes, the strong smell of gun oil came to my nose. Tear open the yellow paper package, and inside is a brand new assault rifle.

“why？ The French army used American-style equipment for Mao? The assault rifle in front of him turned out to be the classic M16A1, the surprised Long Leiyan blurted out, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and took a closer look at the unique shape, yes, this is the M16A1.

Weier said: "France was occupied during World War II, and basically did not produce its own weapons, so the equipment used by the French army in the sixties was basically American!" ”

Long Leiyan suddenly realized, and continued to open a few boxes to see, it was really all American equipment, and even Browning M2, this caliber .50 machine gun can be called a battlefield storm, even the front armor of the armored car can be penetrated, and the torso of a living person is directly torn apart by a shot.

These equipment are very well protected, Long Leiyan looked at this huge warehouse, there are hundreds of thousands of guns, these transported to the Golden Triangle is a huge wealth.

With such a large scale of underground fortifications, at least one division of troops can be stationed, and these are far more than the equipment of a division. This should be a storage point, and there must be other equipment in the other forks. The arsenal is divided into ammunition depots and gun depots, and the two sides are not too far away.

It was getting late, and Long Leiyan didn't want to spend the night in this deep mountain, so he decided to rush back to the town overnight, contact the dumb fifth uncle and them, and ask them to prepare more cars.

Now there are more and more materials in hand, and it is also a trouble after crossing the border, it is best to find a way to get a transportation permit for the Burmese store, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble.

The further I walked outside, the more obvious the traces of the battle became, some of the holes still had craters on the walls, and there were also traces of explosions on the ground. Long Lei Yan began to doubt, if it was the battle fifty years ago, these traces should have been very faint at this time, and just now it was found that a corpse still had some of its arms left and did not decompose.

From the remnants of the weapon on the ground, Long Lei Yan found another problem, an AK74, which was installed in Russia in the late seventies, and would never appear in the Vietnamese-French War, unless this gun was in the past. Could it be that this battle has been fought in recent years?

With more and more doubts in his heart, he bent down and picked up a skull, and asked Vile to test it with carbon fourteen, Vail said that he couldn't get the specific date, but it was sure that it was within fifty years, and suggested that he ask Quincy, maybe his special ability could tell the age.

Outside the cave, Quincy was already waiting, like an ant on a hot pot, he was afraid, but he didn't dare to leave. Later, after a few days, I found that the boss was completely different from the foreman on the dock, and he never used himself as a tool and coolie, but as his own person, eating and sleeping together, with wine and meat, and the most important thing is a kind of respect for people, which made him experience a different feeling.

Especially after he fainted just now, the boss actually left behind his back, instead of giving up on himself because he found the path, which made him extremely grateful, at this time the boss entered the hole for a long time and did not come out, he couldn't help but be anxious, several times I wanted to follow in, but I didn't dare to disobey the order, so I had to do it in a hurry.

Suddenly, Long Leiyan came out with a skull, and Quincy hurriedly pulled the boss out: "Boss, it's okay, inside?" ”

Quincy Huaxia always speaks upside down, Long Leiyan said: "Inside are fortifications, I found a lot of bones, can you tell when they died?" As he spoke, he handed the skull to Quincy.

Quincy gritted her teeth and took it, as if grasping a piece of coal, and threw it away, holding her head in her hands and wailing.

This howl was extremely miserable, like the pain of a person dying in pain, which frightened Long Lei Yan to think that he was going to die. It took a moment for Quincy to recover and slap her hands as if she had a lot of dirt.

Long Leiyan unscrewed the mineral water and flushed his hand before he stopped.

Quincy said, "It hurts, it hurts, I almost died!" ”

Long Leiyan felt that his ability was very similar to Guangningzi of the Seven Kills Squad, and that kid was the same, he could see things in the past or the future through some things, and he felt empathy many times, which was very stimulating to the spirit.

Quincy continued: "I was like a drug dealer who was handing over the goods over here, and this hole was the place of the trade, and then I was beaten to death, and I died a painful death. ”

Long Leiyan asked: "What about the time, what about the specific time?" ”

Quincy shook her head and said, "Maybe five years, maybe ten years!" ”

At this time, Long Leiyan suddenly realized, no wonder this small road from decades ago can still go together, it turned out to be a drug transportation channel for drug dealers for a long time, and then they gave up here for some reason. Maybe it had something to do with that fire.

Three days later, a large convoy of cars came up on the road outside the downstream town, the first time since the border blockade that such a large convoy had appeared.

Long Leiyan booked a room for them in advance, and after receiving the dumb fifth uncle and them, Long Leiyan looked at this team of cars and was surprised, what is this for? There were fifty or sixty vehicles in the vast convoy, and from a distance, the vehicles were dusty and covered the sky, as if they had passed by an army.

Wang Bo jumped out of the car, stepped forward and hugged Long Lei Yan tightly, and said, "Lei Gong, I finally saw you, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a fair beauty jumped out of the car, not a fair man, it was none other than the red artist Shirley, he said as he walked: "Huzi, you haven't drunk chicken soup yet!" ”

Zhang Hu is Wang Bo's pseudonym, Shirley has always called him so, Long Leiyan understood at a glance, touched his head to express comfort, and said: "Old Wang, where in the green mountains of the world do not bury bones, you can be regarded as having a home, treat others well!" ”

Wang Bo was about to cry: "Lei Gong, if I go back to China, I can't get rid of this plaster, what should I do?" ”