Seeing that Fang Buwei also began to dismantle the rostrum, although Li Yuanshu did not say cool things in a weird way, he also had no intention of coming up to help.

Fang Buwei didn't want them to help.

It's safer for him to do this kind of work himself.

If the fuse is hidden in the plank, the slightest action of removing the plank may ignite.

But if you do it alone, you don't dare to make too big a move, and it will naturally take a long time.

It took almost an hour to complete the rostrum.

The planks were more than three meters long, and they were piled up on one side of the rostrum.

There is only a nine-square lattice left below, separated by rows of wooden walls made of wooden stakes.

At first glance, there was nothing but a stake.

Fang Buwei asked for an iron drill, his movements were light and fast, and he quickly inserted the ground in the nine-square grid next to each other.

Each time, at least half a meter or so was inserted down, until the iron brazing of the feeling was inserted into the hard soil, and Fang Buwei would pull it out.

Li Tiehan looked at it secretly.

It is said that Fang Buwei is extremely skilled, and he has never seen it. But just looking at this strength and endurance, it is not false to think about it.

Jiugongge is one hole after another, which is like a needle hole pierced in advance on the sole of the cloth shoe, and the person who looks at it is furious.

But I really didn't find anything, not even a larger stone.

If there is no explosive pack, it means that it is not black powder!

Fang Buwei frowned tightly.

Not to mention Li Yuanshu and those sappers, even Li Tiehan was a little swaying.

There is not even underground, so the possibility of a bomb is slim to none.

Seeing that Fang Buwei crossed his waist, as if he was in a daze, Li Tiehan jumped into the Jiugong grid, patted Fang Buwei's shoulder, and comforted: "If you don't find it, you can't find it, the safety of the chairman is greater than the sky, and it's a fart to tear down a rostrum!" ”

After speaking, he deliberately pointed to Li Yuanshu not far away.

Li Yuanshu just sneered, but did not argue.

Fang Buwei looked at Li Tiehan with a smile?

If you haven't found it underground, doesn't it mean that you don't have it anywhere else?

It seems that Li Tiehan has never tasted the power of yellow explosives, thinking that as long as it is a bomb, it is definitely a big guy.

It's right to think about it.

Although Li Tiehan experienced a hundred battles, he only experienced the Eastern Expedition and the Northern Expedition, and all of them were civil wars.

At that time, even the largest caliber mountain artillery fired bombs were made of black powder.

Theoretically, the difference in power between the two is more than a hundred times.

If it's a yellow explosive bag or a bomb, it won't be big at all, and a stake will suffice.

Imagine a grenade with just over two or two yellow explosives in it, and ten clusters, that is, just over a kilogram, can blow up a light tank.

How much volume can a kilogram of explosives be sealed up?

Two fists in size.

It's because he didn't find the big guy that Fang Buwei made a big deal about the problem.

"Sir Li, don't worry, I'll look for it again!" Fang is not a return.

Li Tiehan thought that Fang Buwei couldn't pull his face, so he was holding on, and his face subconsciously turned flat: "Don't waste time here, there are still many things......

Fang Buwei couldn't laugh or cry, and pointed to the rows of wooden stakes: "It's going to be over soon, ten minutes at most!" ”

Li Tiehan glanced at Fang Buwei suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Fang Buwei can still laugh, which means that he is not annoyed and angry, but really feels that there is a problem.

Seeing that Li Tiehan agreed, Fang Buwei took a smaller hammer and knocked on the stakes one by one.

Since the rostrum was built by Li Yuanshu and others, until now, Fang Buwei at least believes that even if there is a bomb, it will not be buried by sappers.

The reason why he first used an iron brazing to insert the ground under the rostrum was that first, he was indeed investigating, and second, he also wanted to test whether there was anything wrong with Li Yuanshu and the instructors and students he brought.

These bastards are standing so close, what if the lead is under their feet?

Fang is not forced to guard.

That's why he deliberately let go of the rows of wooden walls with more doubts.

But Li Yuanshu and his subordinates looked like they were watching jokes from beginning to end, and their expressions didn't change much, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Otherwise, I would have run away a long time ago.

Then you can only look at these stakes.

The things that built the rostrum were all bought by the General Affairs Section, and in Fang Buwei's opinion, the problem was even greater.

But you don't have to dig in the same time-consuming and laborious way as you did just now.

Unlike the one on the ground, whether there is something hidden inside or under the stake can be heard without a knock.

"Bang Bang ......"

No.

"Bang Bang ......"

Neither is it.

Fang Buwei knocked it from the outside to the inside, and when it was close to the center, a wooden stake made a "bang" sound.

Knock again, it's still a bang.

What's in there?

Fang Buwei didn't stop, and looked at the traces under his feet again.

The small ditch left by the wire being pulled out is still there, and it is gone just under this stake?

Doesn't it mean that when the stage was not dismantled, the megaphone was in the position where the stake was straight, and if the chairman of the committee had spoken, he would have been standing here?

Fang Buwei's heart jumped, and he squatted down with a nail hammer.

The stakes are also cedar wood, a little thicker than the calves, which have been skinned and smooth throughout.

There are no holes in the top, and the branches are intact.

Fang Buwei turned his head, looked at Li Yuanshu and asked, "How deep is the stake into the soil?" ”

Li Yuanshu snorted coldly and didn't reply, and an engineer instructor next to him replied: "Two and a half feet!" ”

One foot thirty-three centimeters, two and a half is eighty centimeters.

It's sturdy enough.

Fang Buwei made a move: "Trumpet shovel!" ”

An instructor from the engineering section handed in a small sapper shovel.

Fang Buwei pondered for a moment, and stepped back about a meter before starting to dig down.

The wooden stakes are buried very firmly, which basically eliminates the possibility of pressure mines underneath, but it is also necessary to guard against whether there are other small mechanisms.

Dig a meter away first, and at most dig into the lead.

Fang Buwei's movements were very light, he first smashed the soil with a shovel before throwing it out with his hands on the shovel.

Just dug down more than ten centimeters, Fang Buwei dug something again.

Another wire.

"What is this for?" Fang Buwei asked, pointing to the wire.

An engineer instructor leaned over to take a look and pouted again: "The wires of the megaphone!" ”

It's a megaphone again, hasn't it been dug up?

Seeing that Fang was not confused, the instructor pointed to an electric pole in the distance with two horns on it.

"The one just now is electricity, and this one is signal...... If you don't see it, it's even that thing! ”

Fang Buwei's eyes narrowed, and he asked casually, "You buried it too?" ”

"It's not that I'm modest, I really can't!" The instructor replied, "It was the ...... buried by the people in the Propaganda Section and the newspaper."

The newspaper office that the instructor was talking about was the Whampoa Newspaper Office of the Central Military Academy.

"Oh!" Fang Buwei replied softly, and the fingers holding the wire twisted the insulation layer twice hard.

This thread is obviously much thicker than the one just now, and the things wrapped in it are not thin, at least the thickness of a little finger.

It's definitely not copper wire or aluminum wire, if it weren't for it, it wouldn't be so soft.

Fang Buwei sneered, pulled out the dagger, and slowly sharpened the rubber layer on the wire.

The instructor didn't leave, wanting to see if Fang Buwei could peel flowers out of the wires.

When he cut to the end, Fang Buwei lost the knife, peeled his nails down little by little, and when the rubber layer was peeled off, and when he saw what was breaded inside, Fang Buwei laughed a few times for "hehehe".

After laughing, Fang Buwei raised his head again and glanced under the electric pole.

There was no one there for a long time.

The people in the school yard have long been withdrawn, except for him and Li Tiehan, there are only Li Yuanshu and the two heralds under Li Tiehan.

If you can run, the monk can't run the temple.

The Central Military Academy has long been under martial law, and no one will be able to get out unless the case is clearly investigated.

Seeing that Fang Buwei sneered again and again, the instructor glanced at Fang Buwei and came up.

Isn't this kid stupid?

When he saw the small piece of hemp rope that Fang Buwei had peeled off, the instructor's eyes widened violently, and the sneer was frozen on his face.

"What's that?" The instructor exclaimed.

Why are you still an engineer instructor and don't recognize this thing?

Fang Buwei snorted coldly, put the wire back, and picked up the sapper shovel again.

"What did you find?" Li Yuanshu asked from afar.

The instructor glanced at the wire under Fang Buwei's feet again, turned around with great difficulty, looked at Li Yuanshu, and stammered: "Lead ...... Lead! ”

Li Yuanshu was stunned for a moment, and even his face changed.

"How is that possible?"

He was not the only one who was frightened and changed his face.

Li Tiehan jumped in with an arrow step.

Fang Buwei could only put down the sapper shovel and lifted the stripped wire.

"High-end gadgets, the entire lead is tightly wrapped in rubber, at first glance, it looks like something coming down from the assembly line, and it is pressed so porcelain, it is definitely not a ...... made by Xieji Wire Factory"

Shanghai Xieji Wire Factory is the first manufacturer in China to produce copper core rubber wires, and it is also the only factory in China that can produce copper core rubber wires so far.

It was only established in the winter of 36 years, and there was no technology to wrap the fuse in the insulation layer of the rubber school.

There is no rubber fuse for underwater, and this thing looks specially made and made in a foreign country.

Fang Buwei didn't say anything about it, and he hadn't even heard of it.

Li Tiehan also knew that something was wrong.

Is it foreign or not, the key is that there is really a bomb under the rostrum?

"Dig down!" Li Tiehan roared.

Fang Buwei glanced at him and stopped back: "I'll do it alone!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Li Yuanshu and the sappers and said, "You guys also retreat, retreat to thirty meters away!" ”

"Fart!" Li Tiehan roared angrily, stared at Li Yuanshu and said, "Come over to Lao Tzu, even if you don't do it, open your eyes wide for Lao Tzu to see if there are any bombs!" ”

Li Yuanshu's face was a little pale, but the donkey couldn't fall down, so he snorted and jumped in.

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