It has been more than half an hour since I entered this cave. Now there is no need to worry about the quality of the air.

I had a rough estimate of the size of the cave, which was even larger than some medium-sized auditoriums, with many branches and forks leading to different places.

The K of spades was in the front, Zi Mengyao was in the middle, and I was behind the palace, and I tied the flashlight to the barrel with duct tape, searched up and down, left and right, and walked for a long time, but I didn't find it.

At that time, the generator should have used an internal combustion engine, because at this altitude, steam is absolutely not good.

But the internal combustion engine of fuel must be set up in a place with better ventilation, and the more inside, the worse the ventilation becomes, thinking of this, I stopped the K of spades, and said softly: "I said, we should be looking in the wrong direction, and the generator should be on the left and right of the door." ”

"How do you know?" The King of Spades seemed to disagree with me.

"Are you stupid? Would you put that stuff that stuff in your bedroom? ”

The King of Spades illuminates the surrounding furnishings with a flashlight, and the lights embedded in the cave wall are all the same, and I don't know where this passage is going. ”

"But when we came in, we didn't find out?"

"When we came in, we didn't find any cables, you look at your back, it's all cables, we can find it if we follow the cable back!" With that, I turned around and felt behind me.

The cables on the ground were thick and wrapped in thick insulating rubber, and I searched the way as I walked along.

It felt very strange, and I reminded myself more than once that this was just an abandoned military base, not an ancient tomb, and there were no four people, no rice dumplings, and no bloody corpses.

But the sheer darkness of the environment still made me breathless, and I heard several teams asking each other questions on the intercom.

After walking for about half an hour, I was already very sure that this was not the way we came, but the cables were getting thicker and thicker, which meant that the location of the generator was about to arrive.

After turning a corner, I finally saw the generator we were looking for.

I twisted the flashlight, so that the concentrated light turned into divergent light, and I could see the full picture of the generator.

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge flywheel with a diameter of more than one meter, which looks like it is made of pig iron, and it is dark and shiny. You can see the rough craftsmanship at that time. It seems that the Germans' perverted requirements for machinery were developed at that time.

For example, the strap that connects the flywheel to the rotor has been sitting here for almost 80 years, and when I press it, it is still very elastic.

This should be good news, if the belt is no longer usable, loose and dry, even if the generator is found, it can only be helpless.

The King of Spades gave me a thumbs up, handed the gun to Zi Mengyao, and stepped forward to look at the generator back and forth with me.

This is a very old diesel-driven three-phase generator, and I can't help but be stunned when I look at the nameplate on it. The output voltage written above turned out to be 6000V? In other words, to really use this electricity, you also need to transform the voltage.

The King of Spades sighed, looked up and down, sighed, and said, "I hope it can still be used." ”

After a while, he picked up an iron drum, which turned out to be light diesel oil, and without thinking about it, he opened the lid of the generator fuel tank and poured the oil from 80 years ago into it.

Then I knocked on the tank again, and there was water in it. Probably to prevent the tank from boiling on the plateau, the tank lid is semi-sealed. Everything seems to be fine, as long as the diesel engine is started, the cave should be illuminated.

I shook my head with a wry smile and said to the King of Spades: "This thing, twelve cylinder pistons, just you and me, can't be started no matter what." ”

The King of Spades shrugged his shoulders and said, "There must be some way, there were a lot of German devils stationed here at the beginning, is it possible that dozens of people come here every day to spin the flywheel?" So he went around looking for it.

The K of Spades makes sense, the twelve-cylinder engine is not a rural tractor.

"Look, what is this?" Zi Mengyao asked, pointing to a device next to the flywheel.

As soon as I looked at the King of Spades, I immediately understood what it was.

As the King of Spades said, this machine really doesn't start manually, and this device, if we're not mistaken, should be the key.

This device is also very simple, it is a cylinder, a piston. The other end of the piston was pressed against the spokes of the flywheel, and there must have been an explosion-like reaction in the cylinder, and the flywheel was pushed up with this force.

As soon as we said it, we went up and checked the device.

The altitude here is high, the oxygen is thin, so even the steel is not so easy to rust, the cylinder with a diameter of more than 150 millimeters, there are still traces of polished lathe processing, I took the * for gunpowder in the backpack, carefully sprinkled it in the cylinder, and then combined with the king of spades, turned the huge flywheel, and with great effort, pushed the piston into the cylinder, and then put a match in the place where the fire was ignited, and felt a wrench on the ground, and it was about to smash it up.

The King of Spades hurriedly stopped me, snatched the wrench, told me and Zi Mengyao to step back, then took a deep breath, picked up the wrench and smashed it on the match.

I heard a deafening explosion, and the * in the cylinder burned instantly, releasing a large amount of gas and pushing the piston out fiercely. The piston drove the flywheel around a few times, and the light on the roof of the cave only flashed a few times, and then there was no movement again.

"It's a road that doesn't work, just try a few times." The King of Spades said. Then he ruled over the others: "We have found the generator, and you go back the way you came." So he did the same, took some more* and put them in the pistons. While putting it down, he said: "The German machine, we can't accept it, you see, it's been eighty years, and the condition is still so good." Let's go, come again! ”

"Bump!"

"Boom!"

Immediately after, there is the sound of the diesel engine turning,

Da----da-------da---da-da-da--

The lights on the roof of the cave also flashed a few times, and finally they lit up steadily, and the generator was running smoothly. There was a loud roar from the generator, and I high-fived the King of Spades in celebration as if I had done something great.

We turned around and looked at the cave behind us, and the shock is still unforgettable.