The fat man shook the compass in his hand a few more times, and immediately he noticed that no matter how much he shook it, the pointer inside would point in a new direction every time.

The fat man wiped the sweat from his head, and only then did he come down and stand for a while, he was already sweating from the stuffy air in the forest.

"I now know why these bastards chose to be here, I'm not afraid of thieves, I'm afraid that these bastards are educated." The fat man scolded several times in a row.

"Alright, alright, take out the map, let's hurry up." Under the hurried urging of the old generation, the fat man took out the paper map from his pocket.

The original electronics had completely failed, the scales and direction markers on them were completely out of order, and their communication equipment had also failed, so the team was left alone before they landed.

"No, we can't get in touch with the other two teams, I'm afraid there will be problems then." The fat man unfolded the map in one hand, and suddenly thought of this question.

"It's a big mess, and we can't get in touch with each other." The old cat frowned.

"Then we can only change our plans temporarily and go straight here." As he spoke, the fat man pointed out a point on the map. It was the destination of another group of people who cooperated with them to build strongholds.

"You mean, let's just intercept them?" The old cat asked.

"I'm afraid this won't work, their location is closer than ours, the airborne landing point is only ten hours away from the destination, and it takes us twelve hours to get to our destination, and when we get there, I'm afraid we won't be able to get there before today." The old generation made a few gestures on the map.

The problem of the old generation is very critical, all the plans are based on the premise that they can be connected with each other, not only can they not be contacted at this time, but they are still delayed by more than two hours from the target point, once the time comes, their team has not yet arrived, then I am afraid that they will be held back by the opponent.

The fat man let out a sigh: "Do you think this road can be walked?" As he spoke, the fat man drew a straight line with a pencil, the starting point was roughly where they were at this time, and the end point was the destination of the other team.

"We'll not be able to get there in seven hours from here, just ......," the fat man said and stopped, the pencil in his hand still gesturing the dark red shadow that the crosscut line crossed.

"Minefield, and it's a heavy minefield, there is a mudslide belt, all the thousands of mines are turned in the mud, I'm afraid we have a life to walk, no life to go out." As he spoke, the old cat wanted to take the map, but he didn't snatch it from the fat man's hand in a few clicks. The old cat took a sip: "Let's take the original route, be faster, and try to arrive before them." ”

The fat man still didn't give the map to the old cat, but after looking at it, he turned to look at the sapper, who was a little hairy by the fat man's eyes.

"Do you dare to walk in such a minefield?" The fat man then asked.

The sapper's face was a little embarrassed: "The regular terrain is okay, and only my master dares to enter this kind of minefield." ”

After the sapper finished speaking, the fat man turned his head and looked at the old generation of old cats next to him: "Take a gamble, let's go this way." After saying this, he looked back at the sapper, patted the sapper on the shoulder, and said, "The blue is better than the blue, you can do it, and we will give you our life." ”

Time can not be delayed, continue to go the same way, and wait until the daylily is cold in the place, so in the end, this temporary plan was unanimously agreed by all five people.

Calculating the position of the sun and the map, the five of them crossed the swamp area, and after more than an hour, the five of them completely entered the old minefield that had undergone countless changes in the landscape.

The engineer led the way, he was originally a front-line mine-clearing unit, and he was very familiar with conventional minefields, and this time he only passed through a minefield, so it was safer than face-to-face mine demolition. In fact, this is just a psychological comfort they give themselves, a bunch of people walk in a vertical row, the sapper is two meters away from them, he steps on one foot, and the later people can step on the sapper's footprints to pass.

The mountain terrain here is very peculiar, and they walk on the halfway of the ravine. This is not the deep hinterland of the Wild Wolf Mountain, in fact, most of the Wild Wolf Mountain is still in Myanmar and the Hukang River Valley.

They walked cautiously with each step, and it seemed that this was nothing for the sapper, who walked as fast as he could.

"Haven't you walked through?" The fat man asked behind him.

"It's all minefields that have been turned over the earth, but it's probably turned over dozens of times, and most of the mines are rotten, you see." The sapper kicked away a half-buried tripping thunderbolt.

The mine rolled twice, and the bottom of one side was revealed, and the bottom of the mine had completely rotted into an empty shell, with no paint at all, and it was completely brown and iron.

"Then it's fine." As he spoke, the fat man walked to the side of the sapper with a big grin, and immediately he passed the sapper again, and went many steps further.

"Don't move." Suddenly, the sapper yelled.

This sound not only shocked the fat man, but also the people behind him who had not moved. The fat man was a little flustered, knowing that something might be wrong with his feet, so he didn't dare to put down his raised feet.

"What's wrong?" The old cat didn't dare to move forward, and asked from his original position.

The sapper turned his back and waved his hand: "Don't move. He shouted backwards, and walked slowly to the fat man.

"What's the matter, hurry up, I can't hold it." The fat man raised one leg and was doing the independent movements of the golden rooster, looking like he was already trembling.

The sapper just gasped: "Hold on for a while, something is wrong with this side." ”

The mountains are sweltering, and the fat man's heart has jumped to his throat at this time, and the sweat in his head has been flowing down his cheeks, and the fat man has the heart to wipe it, but a slight movement will affect the balance, so he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"What the hell is it?" The fat man asked again in a nervous and trembling voice.

"It's blocked, I haven't seen it yet." The sapper had already arrived at the fat man's side at this time and slowly squatted down. He drew his dagger, and very lightly brushed away the weeds and dirt on the ground, revealing a large intricate mass of wire.

These wires are peculiar, arranged like spider webs, some of which have rotted to the point of tentacles and slag, while others are unusually new.

That being said, the new ones were only red in rust relative to the decay of the other threads, but it was evident that the newer ones had a silvery metallic sheen under the rust spots.

The fat man was a little anxious, almost unsteady: "What the hell is it?" As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man had lost his center of gravity and was about to fall. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the sapper grabbed him, which allowed him to regain his footing.

The sapper patted himself on the shoulder: "Hold me first." ”

After saying that, the fat man was not polite, and leaned directly over, and the raised leg leaned on the sapper's shoulder.

At this time, the sapper could not shout loudly, so he half-squatted and whispered to the fat man: "Tell them to stand back, wait fifty meters away, and be sure to follow the original footprints,"

The fat man knew that the situation was serious, so he immediately nodded and shouted to the people behind him according to his original words. Seeing that a few people didn't move, the fat man had to urge several times in a row, and they retreated to less than twenty meters.

"Are you gone?" The crouching sapper asked,

"Gone, more than twenty meters."

"I said retreat to fifty meters away, hurry up and let them go." The sapper shouted anxiously as he was busy with his hands.

"Is it that serious?" The fat man felt puzzled, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the trembling hand of the sapper, and instantly felt that it was wrong, and immediately waved his hand to the back, and after a while, the three people behind him retreated to fifty meters away.

"Let's calm down and take our time." The fat man looked at the person behind him and withdrew from his gaze, so he lowered his head and comforted the sapper.

At this time, the sapper slowly put down the dagger in his hand and looked up at the fat man. As soon as the sapper's face was raised, he startled the fat man, and the sapper's face was pale and pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans hung on it.

"Are you alright?" Seeing this, the fat man asked again.

"This ...... I didn't ...... this thunder Haven't seen it. It took the sapper a long time to stammer.

"If you haven't seen it, you won't be afraid of it." The fat man looked at the foot: "I didn't stumble on anything, I didn't step on anything." The fat man was really a little puzzled, he really didn't feel the feeling of loose thunder under his feet, and neither the surface of his feet nor the heels were hung with metal threads.

"I've heard my master say that this is not any kind of loose hair thunder and stumbling hair thunder." The sapper drew the dagger back slightly.

The fat man didn't understand, so he looked at the sapper with puzzled eyes.

"This kind of thunder has no name, it's a combined thunder array, you see." The sapper pointed to the spider-like wire under the fat man's feet: "Originally, there should have been a box outside these tripwires, but I don't know if the box is rotten or what's wrong, but it's gone anyway." The thread extends outward, with a mine hanging on the line, and the same box attached to the other end of the thread. ”

"Is it Zimu Lei?" The fat man immediately thought of this, the so-called sub-mother mine is that there is another sub-mine connected around the main mine, as long as one of them is carelessly removed and it is dug out, the silk wire connecting them will cause a series of explosions, this kind of mine has no way to estimate its number, so generally as long as you see that there is a wire connected under the mine, the demining method of the blasting chain will be used.

The fat man, who thought he had guessed correctly, shook his head when he saw the sapper: "No, it's not that simple, one silk wire is connected to another junction box, and there are at least three to five thunderbolts on the wire, and there are twenty-six silk threads outside here." The distribution box outside can't be calculated at all, maybe the entire range of a few hundred meters is this kind of thing. ”