Outside the furnace was a very spacious stone chamber, with many iron shelves like bookshelves placed against the walls, which the beard said was supposed to be used to store corpses, a simple morgue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking that there was once a pile of corpses used by the Japanese for living experiments here, I couldn't help but feel creepy, and no one stayed too long, and walked out of the stone room in a nervous and orderly manner.

Outside is a very long corridor, the flashlight can not shine to the end at once, there are gas lamps hanging every few meters on the walls on both sides, the footprints of the horse monkey on the ground disappear into the darkness in the distance, I don't know what the psychological effect is, I always feel that in the darkness ahead, there is a pair of eyes staring at us.

The three of us clutched the dagger tightly and followed the beard to the depths of the corridor unhurriedly, although we were apprehensive, but after all, this was a military fortress and not an ancient tomb, and there were no strange mechanisms that kept our nerves from always tense.

Follow the footprints to the end of the corridor, there is a half-hidden three-defense door, the beard makes a gesture for us to hide, I looked around and said Nima is so wide How can a corridor be hidden?

The beard blushed and changed his gesture, signaling the thimble to prepare, and the thimble pointed to the gun in the beard's hand, I really wanted to vomit blood, big brothers, can we have a tacit understanding?

Eventually, the beard raised the muzzle of the gun, and the thimble snapped an embroidery needle, and the task of opening the door was entrusted to me.

I said to my heart, damn it, when I go out, I must learn a skill to play with flying needles, or I will have a gun in my hand.

Helplessly, I had to kick the door open, thimble and beard immediately covered, waited for half a minute, there was no reaction behind the door, and the four of them breathed.

Yu Su turned on a few glow sticks and threw them in, and the space inside the door gradually became clearer.

It was a place where three corridors met, an iron door on the left, and a staircase on the right, leading to the next floor, where the footprints were a little scattered, but still very clear.

As you can see, the footprints turned around a few times outside the iron gate, and finally chose the staircase.

Out of curiosity, I wiped the dust off the glass window of the iron door and looked inside, and found nothing in the range of the flashlight, it seems that the space behind the door is very large, so as to avoid extraneous branches, we continue to follow the footprints.

Descending the stairs, below is a very large space, about seventy or eighty squares, which seems to be a hall.

There were a lot of tables and chairs neatly arranged in the hall, and there were a lot of army-green lunch boxes on the tables, but most of them fell to the ground, and the whole hall looked a little chaotic.

This is supposed to be a canteen, and what makes us nervous for a moment is that the footprints here are very messy, and I don't know how many horse monkeys have stayed in this place.

Our nerves tensed up suddenly, and the four of us made a collective defense posture back to back, and after carefully observing for a moment, we didn't find the shadow of the horse monkey, and then we breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe the horse monkey just finished eating and isn't interested in us yet." The thimble counted the embroidery needles in his hand, and the beard glanced at it and said, "Don't feel sorry for your needles, look at the number of footprints, horses and monkeys are indispensable." ”

On both sides of the restaurant are two long corridors, in which there are footprints of horses and monkeys, and everyone is a little difficult to go there for a while, so Hu Zi said: "It is estimated that the horses and monkeys are full and go to sleep." Then he asked me: "Didn't you study military architecture when you were in the army?" Usually in such underground bunkers, where is the collective dormitory? ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Normally, the cafeteria, headquarters, dormitories, and arsenals are next to each other, and I guess it's around here. ”

"Yes!" The beard smacked: "It's the same as not saying, you have told you everything in the bunker." If the horse monkey really went to sleep, it means that both sides are dormitories, but why should the dormitories be separated? You say, will there be a girls' dormitory? ”

"Rooster head, hen head, not this head, this head." Thimble pointed to the corridor on the right: "Let's go here first." With that, the three of them walked to the right without even discussing it.

"Damn, can you be more professional?" I hurriedly followed, and there was a bit of a fire.

There are many iron doors in the corridor, but they are all locked very tightly, there are no glass windows on the iron doors, and we don't know what is inside, so as not to cause extraneous branches, and we dare not open them easily.

At the end was another iron door, half-hidden, and strangely enough, the footprints here disappeared.

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