I watched him gobble up his food, and my stomach growled.

But when I thought back to the two eyeless fish, there was nothing above the bare skull, only a mouth full of sharp teeth, and I lost my appetite in an instant.

"Alas..., this fish is really the best in the world, not only the meat is firm, but even the fish bones are crispy and delicious, are you sure you really don't want to take a bite?"

Wu Laogou's voice echoed in his ears, and the two grilled fish on the fire rack exuded an enticing aroma.

I subconsciously swallowed my saliva and slowly reached out with my hands to put one of the charred fish to my mouth.

But just now I gradually opened my mouth, but I still couldn't get my mouth down.

While he was hesitating, there was a burst of sound in the darkness around him, which was very loud, but it seemed to have a certain rhythm.

"Tick tock... Didi... Drip. ”

I put my palm to my ear and listened for a long time, and the joy and excitement from the bottom of my heart almost made me cry out.

"This..., this is the sound of the telegram, it must be the platoon commander them, the platoon commander they are nearby."

I thought to myself, but my face couldn't help but be happy, but I was afraid that Wu Laogou next to me would see the clues.

Then he slowed down his strength, sat down on the ground, and listened carefully to the sound of the telegram.

I'm no stranger to telegraphs, except for the old, clunky radio stations that I first came across, and the microradio stations that later joined the Soul Removal Team as a communications worker.

I'm pretty much proficient in all kinds of electronic devices, not just radio stations.

Even the more complex code decipherment, I have been involved a lot.

The code of the radio station can be in any form, and in the era when there was no smoke of gunpowder, the ancestors used their wisdom to deal with the enemy.

A deciphered message can even turn the tide of the battlefield in an instant.

Wu Laogou beside him was also very vigilant, and this strange radio wave sound echoed in the empty unknown space around him.

The sound is not thorough, but it is very scary and creepy.

He slowly got up, clutched the box cannon at his waist in the palm of his hand, kicked away the fire under his feet, and picked out a thicker branch for the torch.

I was stunned and suddenly a little puzzled, "It's dark all around here, and there are broken rock formations under your feet, how did he get firewood?" ”

Just as he was confused, Wu Laogou's voice sounded from behind him.

With a gun in one hand and a torch in the other, he moved vigilantly in the dark, and at this moment he turned his head and said with a serious expression.

"Hou Sheng, if you encounter danger, you can shout, I'll go inside and see what kind of thing is doing ghosts."

As he spoke, he took out half of the naan from his bosom and threw it directly to me.

I subconsciously reached out with both hands to catch it, looked at the torch in his hand, and dispelled the darkness around me little by little.

Although the fire beside him was much darker, it still exuded warmth, and the whole body was warm.

Seeing the light of that torch getting farther and farther away from me.

At this moment, I finally became a little bolder, and I endured the sharp pain in various parts of my body, and reluctantly sat up from the ground.

I took half of the cake in my mouth and picked up a pebble in my hand, scribbling it over the rock layer beneath my feet, trying to translate the radio signal I had just heard.

But after a while, I couldn't help but frown.

"This..., how can this be."

I looked surprised, looking at the deciphered symbols on the ground, and doubts gradually rose in my heart.

"Heart... Small"

"What does it mean to be small-hearted?"

I froze in place, and I couldn't help but wonder if my translation was wrong.

Just as I was about to reinterpret it, the sound of the telegram echoing in my ears gradually came to my mind like the subtle sound of a mosquito vibrating its wings.

This time the amount of information was more complete, and there were five or six words that I could easily decipher.

"Run..., there's a room underneath... Fast. ”

I rubbed my head, and I couldn't help but feel a little crazy in my heart.

The radio band in front of you is not encrypted, so it can be said that it is very easy to crack.

But the content is full of weirdness, which makes me feel a little chilled.

"No, it's not a radio band in the queue."

My eyes widened as I looked at the fire that was about to be extinguished, and I came to my senses in an instant.

This radio band has almost become obsolete, and may have been common three or five decades ago.

But now that technology is more convenient, radio stations have almost been eliminated from people's sight, except for military use.

The radio band that I have deciphered now is clearly only mastered by someone twenty or thirty years ago, so how can it be that the platoon commander sent it.

I can't help but feel a little creepy when I think about it.

Whether it is the bottom of this empty cliff or the black pool not far from him, it seems that he has gradually lost his relationship with the underground fortifications built by the Japanese army.

"And where could this be? Who built this place in the first place? ”

My heart was already full of question marks, but there was no one around, and the torch held by Wu Laogou completely disappeared into the darkness.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in my heart.

"Whew..."

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again to look at the words on the ground, and suddenly I felt like I had found something.

I carefully and carefully rearranged the strange characters carved into the rock layers.

Finally, I got a deciphered sentence after ten seconds.

"Run, there's something in the basement...".

I subconsciously covered my mouth, for fear that I would say something terrible in this strange environment.

Now my heart is like a frightened sheep, and I can't withstand any wind and waves at all, but the clues are laid out in front of me, this is the only hope to live, and I must get it.

"Run, there's something in the basement...".

The words kept repeating on his lips, and the momentum of fear in his heart was suppressed.

"Basement..., what's in the basement..., why run."

I can't figure out the relationship, and I don't know what this mysterious messenger wants to tell me.

While I was thinking about it, the memories in my mind flashed like lightning.

This time, I couldn't help but think of a story that Brother Leng once told me.

Before the spirit removal team was formed, Brother Leng used to belong to a field special forces, and he often mentioned to me the glorious days during that time.

In his description, it seems that even the soil in the wild jungle is fragrant, revealing the smell of nectar.

Despite the fact that there is peace in the country and there are no special tasks, daily patrol work is still required.

Brother Leng's team is in charge of a desolate wild mountain, and because it is close to the border, there is often friction between the two parties.

But it is nothing more than some petty fights, after all, the above has issued an order to show the bearing of a great power, and at the same time to "not give up an inch of land" to strive for it.

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