"Forget about these opened boxes, look at the good ones in the back." Uncle Long said to Chen Tao.

"Hmm!" Chen Tao nodded, beckoned Haozi and the mountain ghost on the other side, and walked towards a relatively well-preserved box in the back.

The iron sheet on the box has rusted, and I don't know if the contents can still be used. The mountain ghost took a folding shovel and pried the lid of the box open, and the oiled paper seal inside was actually intact.

"It looks like it's new, and it hasn't been touched yet!" Chen Tao's eyes lit up.

Raise your hand to open the cloth, there are also submachine guns inside, although a few of them are a little shallow rust, but a few are really intact, and there is a faint layer of protective oil on it, glowing with a faint cold light under the light of the flashlight.

The mountain ghost is a person who loves guns, and he couldn't help but be happy when he saw this, picked up a handful and checked it, clicked it on the load, and played up and down for a while and was very satisfied.

"Master, come and see!" The mountain ghost handed the gun to Uncle Long, and Uncle Long took it.

"Well, yes, let's see how many more we can use, bring them all. It's a little older, but it's better than a pistol! ”

The rest of the people were also overjoyed when they saw this, and Brother Ah Cheng directly carried out the remaining boxes, and several people counted around the boxes, a total of eight can be used, and there are a lot of bullets.

"I don't need this, you can take it." Yang Lixuan said first.

"I don't need to." Haozi also said.

"Huh? Both of you? What's the situation? ”

Seeing that the two of them opened their mouths to refuse, Chen Tao couldn't help but be curious.

"Well, okay, then Boss Zhang, the four of you will be one by one, and the four of us will be just right." Uncle Long said.

"Yes, that's the best!" Boss Zhang replied.

Chen Tao looked at Uncle Long and said in his heart: "Uncle Long doesn't even ask, does he know the reason why Haozi and Yang Lixuan don't use guns?"

In a daze, the mountain ghost handed over a submachine gun, and Chen Tao hurriedly took it. Everyone else was loading, Chen Tao didn't know how to use a gun, and he held it in his hand for a long time, and he didn't know how to get it. Knowing that he didn't know how to shoot, the mountain ghost came up and opened the magazine with a click, and briefly introduced Chen Tao to a few words.

What the mountain ghost said is easy to understand, after all, the boy himself has a natural understanding of the gun, and Chen Tao soon knew how to load and how to load.

After loading, Chen Tao felt that the backpack behind him was several pounds heavier, and his shoulders were a little uncomfortable. The part that was hit just now was faintly painful, Chen Tao gritted his teeth and chose to forbear and persevere.

Up to now, he can also see that the group below is not single-minded, and each has its own camp. Boss Zhang and Yan, and Ah Cheng's brothers are a team, but it seems that Yan and Boss Zhang are not a complete united front.

The rest of Uncle Wang and Yang Lixuan should be from Uncle Long's side, although the two don't communicate much, Chen Tao faintly feels that the relationship between Uncle Wang and Uncle Long is not ordinary.

Since this place is so chaotic, and he himself has caused a lot of trouble to Uncle Long, he can't let Uncle Long be distracted anymore.

Thinking to himself, Chen Tao clenched his fists tightly. Hanging the submachine gun diagonally on his chest, he raised his flashlight and looked elsewhere behind the box.

"Huh? What's that? ”

Not far away, behind several large boxes, Chen Tao found a small iron box, opened it, and there were three tubes inside. It's a bit like a grenade, but it's not, and there's a red paint ring on it, which looks a bit like a glass beer bottle. Chen Tao picked it up and shook it, and there seemed to be a liquid sound in it.

"This ......" Uncle Long looked at the mountain ghost. The mountain ghost picked one up and looked at it carefully, and even sniffed it with his nose, and said

"This thing, it can't be a burning-burning-flask, right?"

"Isn't the burning-burning-flask glass? Is this an iron one? Chen Tao said curiously.

"At the end of World War II, the United States used an incendiary bomb filled with napalm, which was incredibly lethal after exploding, but it was much larger than that. Could it be that this is something like that? The mountain ghost muttered.

"Impossible, when did the United States burn Japan, if it was really made by Yan Laoxi, it would definitely not be a solidified gas-oil-bomb!" Ah Cheng Dao.

Ah Cheng and the soldiers are said to have been special mercenaries, and their knowledge of weapons and the like is no worse than that of mountain ghosts.

"This thing, it can't be that they tossed it out themselves, right? After all, no one has ever seen such a strange thing. "The soldier said.

"It's not impossible, whatever, put it away first, in case you encounter a thousand-year-old salted fish, give it a devilish bake!" Haozi didn't pack anything, so she opened her backpack and packed the three strange things into it.

"It's okay, add some Yang Lixuan's secret seasoning, it's perfect! When the time comes, you eat more. Chen Tao quipped on the side.

"Cut, layman!" Haozi glanced at Chen Tao and said.

"Hey, you guy!" Seeing Haozi's expression like a mentally retarded person, Chen Tao couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay, when is it all you two offspring and you're still in the mood to mess around, hurry up and see if there's anything left!" Boss Zhang walked over and waved his hand.

Glancing at Uncle Long, and seeing that he was looking at him with a speechless look, Chen Tao shrugged his shoulders, smiled with Haozi, and packed up his things and rummaged around.

At this time, everything in the room was basically turned over by everyone, and Boss Zhang didn't give up, so he went around the corner behind the box again. Suddenly, an exclamation came out:

"Oh, I'll your mother! Where did the corpse come from, scared Lao Tzu to death! ”

"What? Corpse! As soon as Uncle Long's eyes opened, he took the flashlight and walked towards a corner where Boss Zhang was, and a few people behind him hurriedly followed.

When they got closer, everyone saw Boss Zhang standing aside, and in the corner behind a box beside him was a figure huddled up, wearing a strange layer of clothes.

The mountain ghost and Ah Cheng stepped forward and carried the body out of the corner. Under the light of the flashlight, everyone finally saw the appearance of the corpse clearly.

It was a shriveled male corpse, hunched in that corner. He was wearing a layer of white protective clothing, and the fabric had turned yellow after a long time.

The corpse also had an old-fashioned gas mask around its neck. His skin had completely dried, leaving only a layer of sallow dry skin still wrapped around the bones, and his hair had fallen out, and when he pulled it out, it fell directly to the ground.

When dragged out of the corner, a rusty submachine gun fell from his body, presumably Stern, who had been taken from the box. The strap on the gun had changed color, and when the body was dragged, the gun scraped into the box next to it, and it broke when it was pulled. The deceased's mouth was half open, Uncle Long squatted down and looked at it for a while, and then motioned to the mountain ghost to turn the corpse over, but found that there was a big hole in the cerebellum behind the corpse's skull, as if there was also a big mouth in the back of the head.

"What's going on?" Chen Tao asked.

"This man should have committed suicide by swallowing a bomb." Uncle Long shone a flashlight at the corner where the corpse had been curled up, and pointed to a bullet mark at a position less than a meter high at the upper corner.

At the flashlight, a large piece of the concrete wall in the corner of the wall fell off, and the surrounding area was covered with black and gray spots, I don't know if it was because of water seepage erosion, or because of the blood and brains sprayed by suicide at that time.

Looking at that corner, Chen Tao's mind seemed to see a man cowering in the corner of the wall in despair, and his hands trembled and pulled the trigger of the submachine gun. Thinking of this, he felt a little chill in his back, and hurriedly shook his head to get himself out of this sudden association, and asked:

"Suicidal? Suicide in the corner? Chen Tao glanced at the corpses on the ground, although it was not the first time he had come into contact with these, but it was the first time he shot himself. The appearance of this corpse casts a strange veil over the underground factory, which is already full of mysteries.

"What really happened? Why did you commit suicide by hiding in a corner? Yan squinted his eyes and tilted his head to look at the shriveled corpse on the ground.

"This man has been dead for many years, and the devil knows why he committed suicide. Kindness...... Maybe...... His ghost is still floating around here! Haozi said.

"Well, you can call him, maybe he'll come out and say hello to you." Chen Tao glanced at Haozi and said.

"Go, go, Houshengzi, I warn you both, you two have to play and go home and play! Don't talk nonsense about things you shouldn't say, especially below, it's taboo! Boss Zhang shouted at Chen Tao and Haozi.

Haozi stuck out his tongue and glanced at Chen Tao, and the two of them were happy, looking disapproving. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Uncle Long's face sank, and he closed his mouth very well and didn't dare to gnaw anymore.

"Bullet holes, corpses, suicide ......" Yan picked up a bullet casing, "Hmph, I'm afraid things are not simple......"