Chapter 409: Tanglin Tomb Robbery Notes (2)

I don't agree with Gu Tingcheng's opinion, because her core idea is that any king can lead the masses, completely ignoring the meaning of kings.

Judging from the history of the struggle of any country in the world, the role of the leader cannot be underestimated. Just like now, if we can't save the big guys, the Northern Alliance will definitely perish.

My understanding of Gu Tingcheng is only limited to official articles, especially her brother Gu Tingguo, who is even more mysterious. If everyone has different values, it will be more troublesome to discuss any issues.

"Needless to say now, save the big guys, and I'll talk about the rest later." I say.

"It seems to me that maybe the big guys don't need anyone to come to the rescue. It seems that the situation is very anxious, but in fact it is not chaotic at all. Gu Tingcheng said.

"Is there any reason for that?" I asked.

"Do you understand the structure of the capital?" Gu Qingcheng suddenly looked left and right about him.

I hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. I have seen the introduction of some capitals of large northern countries before, and I have a certain understanding from the ground to the underground, from the city to the countryside. However, these are all superficial articles, which can be consulted in any library, and do not involve state secrets at all. I think Gu Tingcheng should be asking about something deeper, not these stale texts that can be searched at any time on the Internet.

"You don't know." Gu Tingcheng smiled.

"Don't sell it, just say the answer." I say.

"The capital is underneath a variety of defensive structures that can bury the strength of two divisions. Any foreign invader, even if they occupy the ground of the capital, will only control half of the city. I believe that as long as the Northern Alliance holds the underground, it will be able to fight the invaders for a long time, regardless of victory or defeat. Gu Tingcheng said.

The underground of any modern city is a pipeline that constructs another world.

I looked down the street and there was a sewer well every thirty steps, with a circular manhole cover more than a meter and a half in diameter. From this, it can be seen that the wellhead can be used as a free entry and exit intersection.

"Even if what you said is correct, what is the big man doing such a scene for?" I asked.

"His true purpose can only be known by asking him." Gu Tingcheng said.

"But when will the answer be revealed?" I asked.

"It has to be revealed by the big guys themselves, and as outsiders, we can only wait quietly." Gu Tingcheng said.

The big man had been hiding in the carriage without further movement. Looking at this situation, as long as there is no change outside, he will keep hiding.

After another 20 minutes of waiting, we still patiently suppressed the fluctuating emotions. David was still on the high ground, and as long as his sniper rifle did not retreat, the Nazis would have cowered in the basement, not daring to act rashly, and the two sides would continue to fight each other endlessly.

"Let's go, it looks like the big guys aren't ready to act, everything happens naturally." I say.

"Lean down and listen, there's already movement underground." Gu Tingcheng said.

I immediately threw myself to the ground, my ears pressed against the ground. Immediately, I heard a strange noise coming from underground. It was the sound of countless boots trampling on the ground, moving in unison, all of them trained regular troops.

"These are the guards of the big guys?" I asked.

"Perhaps, I guess the elite of the Praetorian Guard will never leave the big man unless he sends it elsewhere. Now, these people have arrived, and it is time for the big man to see the dagger. Gu Tingcheng said.

"When they come, the big man is saved." I say.

Unexpectedly, even with such an opinion as mine, Gu Tingcheng would refute it.

She shook her head: "You're wrong again, these people may not be here to save the big shots, but have other plans." ”

I couldn't help frowning: "Since it's the troops of the Northern Alliance who came, of course it's beneficial to the big guys, how can there be any other answer?" ”

"Look at Mikhachav." Gu Qingcheng pointed forward.

Only then did I realize that Mikhachav had sat up, craned his neck, and looked out of the carriage.

The car had a manhole cover ten steps forward and ten steps back, and if the men and horses in the ground rushed out of these two manhole covers, they would be able to control the truck.

"Mikhachav is a traitor, and it wouldn't be surprising if such a person rebelled again, right?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

"Of course it's possible." I nodded.

A person who is willing to be a traitor has already lost the bottom line of life, and it makes no difference if he defects once or ten times. So I agree with Gu Tingcheng's point of view, Mikhachav will definitely be able to defect twice.

"To whom did he defect this time? I asked. ”

"If a man is not for himself, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. He must have rebelled against himself, and with the help of the stalemate, he tilted the balance of victory and defeat to his side. Gu Tingcheng said.

We had just spoken to this point when the manhole cover on the side of the truck was gently lifted and moved to the side. In the blink of an eye, a team of men and horses rushed out of the well, loaded with guns and ammunition, fully armed, and quickly surrounded the truck carrying the big man.

The two sides also came quite quickly, with half of the team protecting the truck and the other half rushing to the basement. The crackling sound of bean gunfire lasted for five minutes.

The men were well-armed, swift and courageous, and their mental state far surpassed that of the exhausted Nazi soldiers. Therefore, the outcome of the battle can be seen at a glance as to who wins and who loses.

The people of the Northern Alliance have won, and according to common sense, Gu Qingcheng and I should be happy. However, she still frowned deeply, looking bewildered.

"What the hell are you worried about?" I asked.

"The battle won't be so easy." He said

"Don't you want the Northern Alliance to hurry up to quell the civil strife and jointly defend against the enemy?" I asked.

"Since it is a civil strife, it involves all aspects, and it is absolutely impossible to deal with it with a quick knife. On the surface, the Righteous Division took out the sneak attackers and came back to ask the big guys for credit. However, if you can see Mikhachev's face at this moment, you will understand that these people are loyal to Mikhachav and have nothing to do with anyone else. Gu Tingcheng said.

Of course, I can't see the face of the counterattacker clearly, but I don't want the result that Gu Tingcheng said. Otherwise, we'll have to go down to rescue the big guys, and this entanglement will be endless.

"Let's take our time and don't jump to conclusions." Gu Tingcheng said.

The truck was loaded with so many national treasures of the Northern Alliance, and once other forces intervened, they would not even be able to keep the people and cars.

After the gunfire had completely subsided, I saw the leader of the group again.

It's ridiculous that just now the big man and Mikhachav were his prisoners, and now he has become a prisoner of the counterattackers. Behind him, there were two people holding the * escort flat, and they took a step and pushed, pushing him to stagger.

When he stood on the street, he looked at the things and his face was unusually ugly. He once had a chance to pack these treasures and leave, and then go into hiding, and never ask about the world. It's a pity that he missed that opportunity and was once again involved in the whirlpool.

I also saw the scroll and the tin bucket, right behind the leader, held in the hands of a soldier.

"I'm going to get the scroll back." I say.

"Be careful not to get into a confrontation with the other side, these people are more difficult to deal with than the Nazi soldiers. We try not to reveal our identities and drive away when we find the opportunity. Gu Tingcheng said.

I left the house, moving diagonally as I watched the soldier holding the scroll.

Luckily, he walked to the front of the truck, pulled the door open and sat inside. He definitely didn't know the value of the scroll, and he was instructed by his superiors to handle the scroll in this way.

I approached the car, slammed the door, and leaped in, holding the dagger in my hand to the soldier's chest. There was also a driver in the car, but he had been disarmed, and he was sitting upright, not daring to turn his head.

"Drive away, first forward, then right, and press the accelerator all the way." I say.

"I'll be at your command." The driver said.

With a slight force on my right hand, the tip of the knife pierced the soldier's skin, and a wisp of blood trickled down.

He didn't dare to move, just hugged the scroll tightly.

I pulled the scroll out of the crook of his arm and opened it again. Since it is so useful, it can no longer fall into the hands of others.

The characters in the scroll have their own movements, their own demeanor, and they are never the same. I forced myself to be quiet to understand what it meant. At this time, you can only look at the general situation, and the position of each person in the picture is very meaningful, if it is gently connected with a pencil, it is the claw of a dragon.

"Could it be that this painting uses the distribution of characters to tell the world about the existence of dragons? Of course, it's not that simple, since a secret has been buried for hundreds of years without the truth revealed, it must be a big secret. "I said to myself.

I grabbed the door and whispered to the driver, "Drive forward, keep driving, don't come back." ”

Then I grabbed the tin bucket, pushed the door open, jumped and hid behind the wall.

The truck continued to drive forward, ignoring the shouts of those behind it, and drove straight west, all the way.

My purpose in doing this is to cause chaos on the scene, so that the warring parties will all lose sight of one or the other, ignoring the existence of me and Gu Qingcheng.

When Gu Tingcheng and I met, both of us were in a much lighter mood.

"Find David, and we'll retreat." Gu Tingcheng said.

"Okay." I nodded.

Now, the big man has the protection of the Northern Alliance, and we should no longer be needed.

The truck rushed to the end of the road, forgot to turn a corner, and crashed into the corner of a small building, causing its body to catch fire, then explode with a loud bang that succeeded in attracting the attention of those at the basement door.

We continued to retreat, and Gu Chengcheng kept whistles along the way to contact David.

Finally, after five blocks of the alley, David jumped down from the second-floor window of a small building and waved to us.

"Well done, that car exploded, and it would be easy for us to get out." David gave me a thumbs up.

I didn't feel happy, I just smiled bitterly.

"We've got the scroll and the tin bucket, and we're going back to the Old Palace, right?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

"Okay, this time it really went well, and I couldn't believe it." David said with a smile.

We couldn't find a vehicle, so we had to walk north and make a quick run to the world-famous Winter Snow Palace.

"Mr. Long, you must have thought we were traveling through time and space, did you? I'm sorry to disappoint you, but we don't have that advanced technology yet, but we have adopted another workaround - leyline theory. David said.

"You're from Region 51?" I reacted immediately.

David gave me a thumbs up and a great appreciation for my responsiveness.

"Leyline theory" is both a theory and a technology, and in short, it is a sentence - "through the physical existence of the leylines, go to the time and space where the theory exists." ”

This technology, also known as the "pseudo-crossing technology" by the world's top physicists, was invented around 1975, and the first success case was in 1983. As a result, this technology has been widely questioned, and has been defined as "pseudoscience" by the world's atomic energy authority, and it is strictly forbidden to conduct live experiments again.

Just when the technology was about to die, District 51 extended an olive branch to the inventor and bought the project to continue to develop it endlessly.

"You succeeded? You succeeded. I asked myself.

"We did succeed, but we didn't know how to use it. Fortunately, there is a beautiful woman with outstanding wisdom like Miss Gu, who provided us with the test direction in time. So, we came here to find a scroll to put together the dragon. David said.

"I hope what he says is true?" I turned to Gu Qingcheng.

"Most of them are right." Gu Tingcheng replied.