When the fat man turned around, he saw that two of the wooden nails were about to be torn out of the soil by the silk thread, in fact, this omission was felt when the fat man inserted the wooden nails, but at that time there was no other way but to press the wooden nails a little tighter.

The ground was not strong and soft where the wooden nail was about to loosen, and I almost missed it. Because of the distance, I couldn't change to other places, so I had to use two nails to stabilize.

At this time, the force of the wire was too great, and the nails had almost been knocked out of the soil, and for a while, because the fat man fled quickly, the ground shook several times, which was nothing under normal circumstances, but at this time, an extremely small tremor caused the two wooden nails to be pulled out of the soil directly.

The fat man gasped and let out a series of moaning sounds. At this time, he suddenly felt that it was extremely quiet everywhere, even the sound of the wind did not exist, and he almost heard the sound of the tripping thunder being pulled apart.

Almost as soon as the fat man ran twenty or thirty meters away, the mines behind him began to explode one by one. The sapper's guess is not wrong, the thunderstorm is to affect the overall situation.

A series of explosions exploded behind the fat man, and waves of air surged, with huge thrust and heat, if the fat man was less than 100 catties, he would definitely be blown out by the air waves.

The heat wave was accompanied by the sound of whizzing fragments, not only fragments of mines, but also steel ball projectiles with a diameter of ten millimeters.

The fat man wanted to find a place to hide, but there was no bigger tree, so when he secretly prayed in his heart not to be hit by the fragments, there was a twitch on the back of the buttocks, and it seemed that he had bitten the butt with some projectile or fragment that did not have long eyes.

This time it was like taking penicillin, and in an instant half of the fat man's leg was numb, and this time he tripped and fell to the ground.

The fat man secretly complained bitterly, but his body still hugged his head reflexively. The fat man crawled facing the ground, only hearing all kinds of wind-breaking sounds passing overhead, I don't know why the mine array has not been extended to his location, but this is a good thing after all, and it took more than ten minutes for the explosion to subside.

The pain in his buttocks could only make the fat man turn sideways to look at the thunderstorm, and at this time the ground had been turned over more than half a meter, and the dirt and grass were charred as carbon, and there were still smoke and fire in most places.

The fat man struggled to get up, but what he saw was even more strange at this time, the thunderstorm was not a spider web-like radial shape. It's a very special arc.

The arc was about ten meters wide and long, and it stretched all the way to the forest on the other side. The fat man stood on the protruding side of the arc, and the traces of those mine explosions stopped just seven or eight meters in front of him.

Although the fat man didn't know why, he really escaped death, so he didn't bother with why the thunder array was in such a form.

The pain in his ass immediately made the fat man lie down again, and what was nailed into his ass was a marble, but fortunately, because of the distance, this thing would be very powerful beyond ten meters. So the fat man touched the steel ball as soon as he touched it.

The beads were not deep, and the fat man endured the pain and picked them out directly with the tip of the knife. There was another burst of numbness, and he almost convulsed on the ground, the steel ball was already rusty, and the surface was full of protruding grooves, and when he picked it out, he almost didn't hurt the fat man to death.

After a while, the fat man used disinfectant to eliminate the disinfection, and then smeared the medicine and directly pasted a Yunnan Baiyao band-aid on it, which was considered to be bandaged.

It was not early, and now the sky was gloomy again, and there seemed to be thunder in the distance. The fat man made a mistake when he walked out of the thunderstorm, there was no trace under his feet, he couldn't find the footprints of the old cat at all, and he didn't have a map at this time, so he had lost the direction of his progress.

The fat man still remembered the direction they were heading in before, but it seemed to be a minefield over there. And it is very likely that most of them are thunder arrays of this style, so the fat man does not have the guts to go in alone.

It's not impossible to get around, but it can take a long time to get along. After thinking about it for a while, the fat man also felt that there was nothing else to do, so he had to finish all his equipment and go into the forest towards the right side of the thunder array.

After a few hours of walking, the surrounding trees gradually became much larger, and after entering the forest of giant trees, I heard some insects and birds, but they were also sparse. It wasn't until a loud bang right in front of me that a large number of birds were instantly startled.

Earlier, the fat man thought that some animal had stepped on a mine, but later it turned out that such a loud sound was simply not something that a mine could do. secretly calculated that the old cats and the old generation should have walked out of this piece a long time ago, so it shouldn't be them.

But the fat man clearly knew that this kind of blasting sound was caused by T N T blasting. And the loudness of the sound, even an anti-tank mine can't do it.

So there is absolutely only one possibility of this kind of sound, and that is that someone will use T N T explosives to blast again. There was no such thing in the squad, so who could it be?

It's unpredictable, drug dealers will never come to this kind of place if they have nothing to do, that's tantamount to coming to death.

The fat man hurried over to find out, but only ran two steps, and felt his ankle tighten, so he tripped and fell to the ground.

The fat man thought that he had hooked a tripwire mine, but he didn't see an explosion after lying on his stomach for a long time, so he got up again and looked back, there was indeed a big tree on the side here, which was very suitable for installing tripwire mines, but after observing for a long time, he didn't see a tripwire or a column-shaped mine.

The fat man was a little puzzled, got up and walked back to the place where he had fallen. I just swept around, and I found a shoe on the ground, and the fat man kicked it, and found that the shoe was very old, and it was almost rotten and had no bottom.

It was a cowhide-soled military boot, and now the shaft was rotten. The fat man was a little surprised, and moved his gaze to the grass under the roots of the tree on one side.

The grass was dense, and the inside was swarthy, as if there was something. The fat man picked at the weeds with his gun, and the roots of the grass were so thick that it took some effort for the fat man to break them.

But just as the grass got out of the way, suddenly a skeletal face poked out of the grass. This time he was caught off guard, and the fat man was not lightly frightened, and the fat man hurriedly dodged, and the skeletal face fell straight into the gap between the fat man's legs.

After watching it for a long time, the thing didn't move, and the fat man exhaled a long breath. It seemed that it was only a false alarm, and when he cleared the grass, he found that there were five or six corpses lying under the roots of the trees. The clothes on their bodies were rotten, but there were many pieces of metal on their feet, and the fat man picked one up and found that it had also rusted into pieces, but judging from the only remaining lines, it was the mark of the blue sky and white sun.

He understood at this moment that these people seemed to be an expedition to flee north after the great rout. After a closer look at their bodies, the fat man noticed that something was wrong.

The body's waist bag was almost rotten, and a metal object emerged from it, and when it was pried open, it revealed a black lump inside. As soon as you look at the shell, the fat man knows what this thing is, the Americans were a united front with our side during World War II, and they provided a large number of materials to the expeditionary force in the Sino-Burmese theater in the second war zone, including some weapons and equipment and food, and the food is the most unaccustomed compressed dry food and instant canned meat that the Yankees are most unaccustomed to, that is, compressed biscuits and now luncheon meat.

Lao Mei hated these things, they didn't like to eat them, and they protested against this for a long time in the army. But these things can be described as a delicacy in the world for the expeditionary force that is short of supplies, especially canned ready-to-eat meat.

Inside the rotten canvas bag was a large tin can with compressed biscuits. The fat man found many jars, most of which had been opened were still half full, and three or four had not been opened.

This means that these expeditionary soldiers did not die of lack of food, which is strange, he also encountered a few springs when he came from the rear, and there was no shortage of water, and this place was not far from Tengchong, and he could definitely reach the edge after four or five days' walk.

Could it be that they died of illness, a team of six or seven people at a time has already walked here, and they can still die of illness on the road, this is probably a bit unlikely.

The fat man didn't move the corpse, just squatted down and looked at it, the corpse's face was completely rotten, completely turned into white bones, but the branches of the body were still with black unrotten dry skin because of the clothes.

After a few glances, the fat man was disgusted again and again, and he couldn't care about these idle things, so the fat man just bowed, took out the cigarettes he was holding in a sealed bag, and put them on them.

This thing was originally not allowed to be brought, because the smell of cigarettes could easily be smelled by trained hounds, so this was a big no-no. But the fat man was afraid that he would not be able to stand the addiction to smoking, so he brought a dozen of them in a sealed bag.

The cigarette was not lit, and the fat man turned around to leave, but with an inadvertent glance, he saw that there was something wrong with the back of the corpse.

Just after a cursory glance, he saw something special on the back of the corpse. It was a very strange depression, because it was known that the torso of the corpse was not completely decomposed, so it was very special that this depression would appear here.

The fat man found a branch and picked up the black rag on the corpse's back, and immediately the same black carrion-like back was exposed. At the same time, the fat man also saw that a hole the size of a fist appeared on the back of this corpse.

Not only that, but there are also a lot of small holes around the entrance of the cave, and this thing makes the fat man's scalp numb.

At first, the fat man thought it was a firearm, but by comparing the wound and the age, he knew that it was impossible. Such a terrible wound must have been caused by a shotgun, in fact, it is not impossible to say that the iron sand gunpowder shotgun is just that the iron sand bullet will rot when it hits the skin and flesh, but if you want to talk about a shotgun, there is no way to explain why there is such a big round hole in the middle.

Subsequently, when the fat man picks open the wound with a twig, and the scene inside the cavity of the corpse immediately makes the fat man rule out all possibilities that the wound is a gunshot wound.