In the dark, damp tunnel, the air was unusually turbid.

There are electric lights at the top of the tunnel to provide illumination, but it seems that the power provided by the generator is not stable enough, and the power will be cut off at any time as if it is out of breath.

The German shelling continued, and whenever a heavy artillery shell fell, the walls around it would always fall with earth, and the people who fell were terrified, as if the tunnel would collapse in the next moment, burying everyone alive.

It's already about 30 meters underground, and if the tunnel really collapses, the people inside might as well commit suicide directly.

Fortunately, there are cement pillars in the tunnel every short distance for reinforcement, and the top is densely supported by logs, which is somewhat reassuring.

Rolling in the same trench is also fate. The Chinese workers and the French soldiers began to try to communicate, you give me a cigarette, I handed a can or something, and communicated in stumbling French. No one really cares what it means, it's enough to show kindness.

"Brother, Lao Hu found a secret door behind the corner, saying that there seems to be someone behind it." Gao Hongshi hurried over with a rifle and came to Qin Zhiyuan's side to report in a low voice.

Lao Hu's original name was Hu Tingfeng, and their family has an ancestral tomb robbery skill.

Hu Tingfeng was originally from Shaanxi, and later went to Heze, Shandong when he fled. Hu Tingfeng's ancestral craftsmanship is useless, so he simply went to Yimin Company to apply for a job and traveled to Europe to see if there was an opportunity to carry forward the ancestral craftsmanship.

Hu Tingfeng's family history is very sensitive to secret doors and tunnels. Maybe it's because he was in the tunnel, Hu Tingfeng had an occupational disease, and it was very likely that he found a secret passage or something.

Qin Zhiyuan remembered that the captain Kapi said that there might be German troops on the position, and immediately became nervous, and immediately informed the second lieutenant beside him.

"Are you sure?" The second lieutenant is very vigilant, but unfortunately it is used in the wrong place, regardless of whether the secret passage Qin Zhiyuan said is true or not, the second lieutenant should first confirm it instead of questioning it.

"I'm not sure!" Qin Zhiyuan immediately pushed it away, this kind of thing, it is better to believe it than to believe it: "You can not believe it, but if I were you, I would confirm the authenticity." ”

"Of course, I'll confirm it too." The second lieutenant pulled out the pistol on his waist and followed Qin Zhiyuan to the place where the secret passage was discovered.

The tunnel is built at a corner of about 90°, and if you analyze the direction of the tunnel, it is indeed possible that there is a hidden passage.

The nearby soldiers and Chinese workers had been emptied, and only Hu Tingfeng was squatting around the corner and busy, as if he was looking for something like that.

"Old Hu." Qin Zhiyuan didn't go forward to work, God knows if a group of Germans would suddenly pour out inside, so he greeted Hu Tingfeng from afar.

"How did you find it, can you be sure?" Qin Zhiyuan first confirmed the authenticity, and then made a plan.

"Hehe, there must be, there are cracks in the walls, sawdust scattered on the ground, there are many suspicious places. I listened to it on the door just now, and there was a faint movement over there, as long as it wasn't a big zongzi, it must be a person. "Since it is an ancestral craft, there must be a doorway, Hu Tingfeng is very sure.

"Damn, you're still a big dumpling, do you want me to get you two black dog hooves?" Qin Zhiyuan scolded with a smile, and then gave the second lieutenant a certain information.

With a wave of the second lieutenant's hand, several soldiers immediately brought two Haqi Case heavy machine guns as if facing the enemy, and some people carried sandbags to build three or four layers of solid stacks, and in the blink of an eye, a simple machine gun fortress was built.

"Grenadier, look for the grenadier to hide around the other corner, and as long as the door is open, still hand the grenade inside." Qin Zhiyuan saw that someone had already gone over to install explosives, and hurriedly reminded him.

"It's a pity that you don't join the army, I will definitely not let you go." The second lieutenant's eyes lit up, and he patted Qin Zhiyuan's shoulder and swore an oath.

"Let's get past the current hurdle first." Qin Zhiyuan turned his head and asked Hu Tingfeng: "Can you be sure how thick this wall is?" ”

"At most a foot, the door is open in, and there seems to be a running stone behind the door." Hu Tingfeng's business is quite proficient, and one mouth is a professional term.

"I'm hot, there's someone behind the door, where is the tap stone?" Qin Zhiyuan couldn't cry or laugh, and Hu Tingfeng was too deep in the play.

"Hey, get used to it." Hu Tingfeng smiled very shyly, and there was no sharp-beaked monkey gills of chickens and dog thieves.

Qin Zhiyuan informed the second lieutenant of the latest information, and the second lieutenant looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a collapsed look for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "You will definitely not let you go, if you leave here, I will apply for retirement." ”

Qin Zhiyuan had a big headache about the second lieutenant's obsession, and at the same time he was faintly a little inexplicably proud of being appreciated, so Qin Zhiyuan stretched out his hand: "Then, get to know me, my name is Zhiyuan Qin, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Yes, I'm the same, it's a pleasure to meet you, dear Zhiyuan, my name is David, David Edward." If you shout David's name in Chinese and then bring it to work, then it is like a tongue twister, Ensign David.

The difference between the East and the West can be seen from the name, just like Liu Yuan said when he was training police officers in the United States, Westerners put their first names before their surnames to show respect for themselves; Chinese put the surname before the first name to show respect for their ancestors.

Just as Qin Zhiyuan and David were close to the effort, the sappers had already loaded the explosives, and with a "boom" explosion, the smoke was filled, the rubble was splashed, the stone door was blown open, and the exclamations of the Germans were heard on the other side.

"Shoot, fill there with bullets before the barrel is scrapped." David's expression was hideous, and he wanted to stare at all the Germans at once.

"Knock knock ......"

The dull sound of shooting rang out, echoing through the pit with an unusually cacophony of ears. The heart-rending scream of the warhead piercing through the air, mixed with the screams of the Germans and the shouts of the French, is as maddening as "Black Sunday."

Under the flickering light, the bullet mixed with tracer bullets formed a crimson chain, swept over like a whip, and disappeared into the boundless darkness at the other end of the tunnel, tearing apart everything it touched, whether it was a human body or anything else, all of them were torn apart and turned into nothingness.

The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke in the tunnel, coupled with the strong smell of blood, and the smell of excrement that is uncontrollably excreted after death, makes the already turbid air even more foul, smelling nauseous, like poisonous gas, and you need to wear a gas mask to barely breathe normally.

In this way, humans wearing gas masks are more like demons from hell who are frantically harvesting the lives of their own kind.

Perhaps, humans are demons in the first place.

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