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"Master, are we going to sacrifice our lives for the country?" After a long time, Abang finally couldn't help but speak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hu Zi depressedly lit a cigarette, took a hard breath, looked at the cigarette case, and divided the remaining two cigarettes for us: "I'm afraid this is the last cigarette our brother smoked." ”

I nodded depressedly, but my mind was trying to figure out how to get out. When I was in the army, I also had a general understanding of military bunkers because of my major, but I was not sure about this kind of military industrial buildings before liberation.

Abang sighed, holding the cigarette a little reluctant to smoke, stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.

I asked Hu Zi what to do, Hu Zi said that if he was in the ancient tomb, he was familiar with the road, maybe he could come up with a way, no matter how bad it was, he could also fight back against the thief hole to get out, but here is all three-proof buildings, concrete structure, even if you use a percussion drill, it is estimated that it will be after the year of the monkey and the month of the monkey if you want to go out.

The two men looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

The beard was a little impatient, and began to scold and count the eight generations of ancestors with blue faces, and after scolding for a while, he was probably tired, and leaned on the iron door and fell asleep.

Glancing at Abang, he was facing away from me, his shoulders moving, as if he was crying, after all, he was still a child.

I was not in the mood to sleep, nor did I have the leisure to cry and wipe my tears, thinking of the blue face, I also greeted his eighteenth generation of ancestors in my heart. After scolding him, I began to complain to myself again, the blue face is both perverted and hostile, and he will definitely not let us come here easily, the reason why he didn't kill us in the water hole may be because he really regarded me as my father at that time, I can't even think of this, it's too tender.

Now that my heart has calmed down, I began to wonder, didn't the second uncle say that my father and mother were arrested because of tomb robbing? How did you become an enemy when you got to the blue face's mouth? There must be someone between them who is lying. It stands to reason that if Blue Face wanted to kill me, he must have been the one who lied, but from the point he mistook me for my father, I was sure that he wasn't lying, because it was clear from his eyes that he couldn't have lied to his father. So it's my second uncle who is lying, hehe, this old fox, how many words are true?

Thinking of this, I thought of another question, that is, since the blue face treats me as my father, has my father not aged at all after all these years? It's incredible! I couldn't help but think of the face I saw in the abandoned camp, and the other "me" who attacked Abang, and I was cold.

I suppressed my breath and tried not to think about it again, because it was too outrageous, beyond my understanding, and what I ultimately wanted now was how to get out.

The blue face is in the water hole, and the reason why he knows that I am not my father and does not do anything to me is that I don't think about the old love at all, but that the beard and I were free from the shackles at that time, and he is not so sure if he wants to do it again. Then he came up with a plan to lure us to the area where the invisible monster was, trying to use the monster to kill us.

It's a pity that I didn't expect that the three of us escaped from the monster with a big life. So, we got here, and the blue face plotted against us again. No, we came here seemingly naturally, but it wasn't a coincidence, the flashlight in the pipe well at that time must have been a blue-faced one, and he wanted to use it to lead us into the underground bunker, he must have been able to observe our movements somewhere, and even if there was no monitor lizard, he would have thought of another way for me to discover the existence of the underground bunker.

And then...... I understand how there is a telegraph here, damn it, the person who sent the telegram, it was the old goblin, he used the telegraph to lead us to this conference room, and then said in the telegram the phrase "Changliuhou is still alive" to distract us, so that he would take the opportunity to weld the iron door to death. Dog, no wonder when we walked to the T-shaped corridor, only the corridor leading to the conference room was lit, and using lights was also a powerful way to lead us to our movements, this guy was too scheming. In fact, at that time, Beard had already discovered that there was a problem with the light, but our minds were on the sound of the telegram, and we quickly ignored this problem.

I glanced at the telegraph and suddenly remembered the question I had had come up with. There must be no signal transmission in such a place, and the only possibility that the telegraph could be transmitted is that there is another radio station, which is connected to this radio station by an inherent wire, and the communication is made by a single line. In other words, the wires of this radio station are linked to the wires of another radio station.

Thinking of this, I had a flash of inspiration in my mind, and immediately thought that in this kind of underground military bunker, in order to save space and engineering quantity, usually the cable pipes are the same pipe as the ventilation hole, so I follow the radio plug line into the ventilation hole, and walk along the radio line on the ventilation duct, I will definitely be able to reach the location of the other radio station, and even if we fail to find the old goblin to take revenge, we can get out from here!

Yes, it all makes sense. I immediately got up and grabbed the radio cable to find the direction of the cable, and Abang on the other side stopped crying, and asked me as he walked over, "Boss, do you want to send a telegram for help?" ”

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and soon I noticed that under the table, there was a vent the size of a 19-inch TV screen. The radio line came out of this, and there was a layer of barbed wire on top of the vents, which was so rusty that I thought it wouldn't be a problem to knock it open. The facts confirmed my suspicions, and I immediately became excited and hurried to wake up my beard.