We heard the noise and ducked.

When I looked down, I found that there was more than one corpse on the ground, plus a total of three before, all of them were miserable and extremely charred.

The last two are okay, and there are still some things left on their bodies, but they are already like cement, and they will break when touched, so it is difficult to tell what they are.

Uncle Biao was also deeply surprised by this, and kept muttering: "Strange, really strange, how can you appear here?" ”

At this time, Xiao Liu, who knew some inside stories, couldn't help but ask: "Who are these people?" ”

Uncle Biao touched his chin and said, "It's very old, but it's definitely not our people, it may have existed a long time ago, or it may be that they were originally in the mound, so they didn't find it." ”

I laughed and interjected, "Did they crawl out of the dirt on their own?" ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Biao snorted softly and said, "Oh, could it be that the vibration caused by the movement of the mountain made them come out of the mound?" Looks like we're going to have to hurry. ”

But what does this mountain movement have to do with our actions?

For a moment, the faces of our group were full of doubts again.

When Uncle Biao saw us like this, he was afraid that the military spirit that had been stabilized would break down again, so he hurriedly added: "This is just my random speculation, once the mountain moves, I am worried that there will be some accidents in the meteorite, but I hope it is not so!" ”

Then, the group set off like this, and I gradually got used to this rhythm.

Uncle Biao took out the map again and made some marks on it, and Xiao Liu followed behind him, like a stuffy gourd, just smoking non-stop.

In this way, half an hour was spent peacefully, and the atmosphere of the team gradually improved a lot.

I also thought to myself, it would be nice to follow this rhythm all the way forward. But this situation would be perfect if Lao Jia was still there!

Alas, don't mention Lao Jia, I don't know if he is dead or alive now.

I quickly followed Xiao Liu, and began to talk nonsense from east to west, and gradually talked about the three eggs.

When I think of him, I can't help but laugh, and then I say, "This kid was wounded by a gunshot wound, but he enjoyed good fortune." ”

"Isn't it, I knew I was shot too."

At this time, Fan Ping also interjected: "How do you two know that people enjoy Qingfu?" If you get a gunshot wound, do you think it's as easy to treat as it is on TV? ”

Xiao Liu said disapprenously: "Aren't they all bandaged, antibiotics and the like have also been shot, what else can you do now besides lying on the bed?" ”

The old fat smiled and said: "Let me tell you, you young people, if you get shot, it depends on luck, the position of the three eggs who was shot is lucky, and the handling is timely, but it is difficult to say what will happen later." If you don't adjust it well, you will be branded with the root of the disease for the rest of your life, and the wound will itch when it rains on a cloudy day, and the itch of the heart, you know? ”

Xiao Liu said unconvinced: "Although you are an old-timer, how do you know that there is such a thing?" ”

Then the old fat began to talk about this, saying that one of his friends had been on the battlefield, and then he was involved in the wounded, and it was terrible to think about what died of infection......

We were tickled by what he said, goosebumps rose layer after layer, but we still enjoyed the chat, and after a while, half an hour passed.

At this time, Uncle Biao in front of him suddenly stopped, and the whole team quieted down, as if something had happened again.

But it was quiet for a while, as if there was no movement ahead.

But as time went on, I suddenly heard a very small sound, like the sound of water washing over the riverbed.

I pricked up my ears again, and sure enough, it was the sound of water, and there was a chance that I couldn't be wrong!

But how can there be water in the tunnel? Or is it a river?

There is only one possibility, and these were present at the time of the excavation.

I stole a glance at Uncle Biao, and it was obvious that the expression on Uncle Biao's face gave the answer that was not like this.

I saw him turn the map out again, and look around again, probably wondering if he had made a mistake.

But there is only one way, and we have not taken a fork in the road since we came down from the hole, and if we make a mistake, it only means that we have chosen the wrong path from the moment we entered.

Uncle Biao hurriedly went to rummage through the backpack, but stopped halfway through it.

I guess he thought of "Big Brother", but he thought that it was underground and there could be no signal, so he gave up on this plan.

Uncle Biao took out the map and re-compared, and said to himself, the entrance was not wrong, could it be that there were some unpredictable changes inside the tunnel?

"Just go ahead and have a look." Xiao Liu proposed.

Uncle Biao thought about it and nodded solemnly, estimating that he could only do this now.

But when I think about the water, I have a bad feeling: if the water is very deep, then we will have to swim through.

I thought back to the images of those near-deaths in the water of Huangniuling, and began to pray in my heart, hoping that the current was not very turbulent, and that I did not want to drag my wet body on, let alone swim forward.

However, it backfired, and after walking a little further, there was a pool of water in front of us.

It's not accurate to say that the pond is an underground river.

The beam of the flashlight shone on the walls on both sides, and a huge crack was found, where the water flowed from, and it seemed to be very clear.

As the light moved, we found another wooden box on the shore, which seemed to have only been parked for a short time, and the wood outside was all brand new.

We opened the wooden box and inside it was a folded raft with oars lying horizontally inside.

Doubts arose in my mind again, which good Samaritan put this here?

Good Samaritan?

Uncle Biao looked the wooden box up and down, and finally concluded that it was our substance.

Because at that time, there were only two places where domestic rubber rafts were produced, and it was not difficult to judge this based on Uncle Biao's knowledge, but those of us generally had nothing to do with this kind of thing.

Then the person who placed the thing here must have known about the situation here, so it is unlikely that our people placed it.

In this way, the suspicion is even more serious!

Remember that someone came in before us came in at the entrance of the cave, so they stayed?

And the model of the rubber boat can already be determined to be our substance, is it Erbiao's team?

But they don't know more than we do, and it's the same.

So how do they know to prepare their dinghy in advance? And left two more for us?

Uncle Biao fell into thought, and even he, the leader of the team, couldn't figure out the questions in it.