The iron gate was not locked, so I think it should be that the Kwantung Army retreated in a hurry and abandoned their belongings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The crowd walked through the iron gate.

Behind the door is a long passageway, different from the outside, where there are some carts, shovels for digging the earth, and long rail lanes on the ground.

There was a thick layer of ash everywhere, and it was obvious that no one had been active here for many years.

Several people were not familiar with the environment, so they followed the railroad track and walked cautiously.

After turning two more corners and walking down a staircase, Yingzi suddenly said: "There is a map on this wall!" ”

When Hu Bayi and the others heard this, they quickly stopped and looked at the wall.

Sure enough, on the wall on this side, there was a map of the fortress plan, with detailed information on the pattern, marking some main passages, such as traffic trenches, shower rooms, barracks, rest rooms, power stations and other auxiliary facilities, which provided convenience for several people to find supplies.

A closer look reveals that the fortress is also divided into three layers, its structure is very complex, the whole scale is huge, occupies a small half of the mountain, and the distribution is tightly controlled, which shows the importance that the Kwantung Army attached to this military base.

The construction of such a large-scale underground facility will inevitably require a lot of manpower, and I don't know how much blood and sweat of Chinese laborers have been paid, and it is very likely that in order to keep the military secrets, all the laborers who built the fortress will be executed after completion.

The crowd looked at the map on the wall.

"Lao Hu, this is the ammunition depot, let's go and see, I haven't played with guns for many years!" The fat man suddenly pointed to an icon and said in surprise.

A few people looked at the place he was pointing to, and the words "ammunition depot" were written on it.

This is where the storage of firearms and ammunition is placed in this fortress.

"Okay, I'll check it out later!" Hu Ba nodded, "In this little devil fortress, the most valuable things are generally military supplies and guns in the warehouse, I hope there is still a little left of these little devils!" ”

Wang Chao is also very interested, although his identity in this world is a retired soldier, but he has never been exposed to real firearms.

This made him feel a little regretful in his heart, after all, men, who doesn't like the thrill of taking an AK47 on a rampage!

Although this little devil and weapon reserves are very old-fashioned in Wang Chao's 21st century, there is no shortage of powerful existences.

"But let's go see if the generator can be used first, and then talk about electrifying this, otherwise this underground black light will be blind, and it will seep people when it looks like."

Hu Bayi took the map off the wall, he used to be an engineer, and he also participated in the construction of military facilities in Kunlun Mountain, and had similar experience.

Soon, after a few turns, we came to the power plant.

Everything here is very well equipped, even the engine oil is well preserved There are several large barrels, and everyone has some engine oil and put it in the chassis. This old-fashioned hand-cranked generator is easy to operate, and the fat man has seen it before, so he happily stepped forward and picked up the bolt and shook it vigorously.

After a while, the entire generator began to work, and then Hu Bayi pushed the electric switch, and it was very smooth, and all the emergency lights in the entire underground fortress were lit up, although the lights were a little dim, but they were enough to see the surrounding things clearly.

"The light has come to the world!" The fat man looked at the fruits of his hard work and laughed happily.

"Let's go, let's go to the ammunition depot and see what good things the little devil left for us!"

Wang Chao said hello, he didn't want to stay here for long, he remembered that there were two little ghosts in this fortress. It doesn't seem dangerous, but it's a little scary to hear.

After all, ghosts are something that most people have never seen.

"Let's go!"

Several people together, Hu Bayi looked at the map, and the ammunition depot was not far in front of the power plant.

After walking through a few passages, I suddenly had a wide field of vision in front of me, and I came straight to a huge warehouse.

"That's big enough in here......" Eiko looked at in surprise

This ammunition warehouse is really not small, all kinds of materials are piled up, and all over the ground, there are random cannons and piles of standard-size wooden boxes, each with different Japanese characters pasted on them.

"Oh my God, what a thief this Japanese has, such a large ammunition depot has been built here, and this is going to be spread, so it must not be pierced God!" The fat man also exclaimed.

Indeed, this ammunition warehouse is probably the most important place in this underground fortress.

If it weren't for the haste of the little devil's evacuation, it is estimated that this place would have been emptied a long time ago

"Good fellow, Type 92 infantry gun!" Hu Bayi walked forward and saw a few door cannons with two wheels on the ground.

"Look at this, the Type 92 7.7 caliber heavy machine gun, this is a killing weapon on the battlefield!" Hu Bayi is like a few family treasures, "The little devil didn't have a good heart, I didn't expect to hide so much here!" ”

When the fat man saw this machine gun, he reached out and picked it up, and there was a clicking sound in his mouth: "If I had this thing just now, I would have to beat that red-haired monster to pieces!" ”

Wang Chao smiled: "Fatty, stop playing, quickly find something to smash these box locks open, and see if there are any good things." ”

"Okay!" The fat man was very happy, and when he thought of something good, he immediately came to his heart. I found a shovel next to it, and when I saw that there was a lock on the box, I cut it down.

Crackling.

There were more than a dozen boxes around, all of which were pryed over.

Wang Chao opened one.

Inside, a pair of gas masks are neatly arranged.

This kind of pig's head-like armor and **Tian-style gas mask, exquisite workmanship, particularly good quality, now the market wants to buy can not buy, generally only in the thrift market, occasionally see one or two, can be sold at a high price.

It is much better than the gas mask that Wang Chao himself found in the thrift market.

"That's good stuff!" The fat man exclaimed, ran over and quickly grabbed a few and stuffed them into his bag.

Wang Chao was not slow, picked two, folded them neatly, and put them in his backpack.

There are already a lot of good things in this bag, including Yuan Datou who was exchanged for the big gold tooth, as well as the mask taken off the face of the ancient corpse, and some things bought in the thrift market, all on his back.

Then, a few people were very interested, and opened the boxes one by one, which were full of lunch boxes, gas masks, Japanese shoes, military coats, blankets and other daily necessities, due to the unique structure of the fortress, the air here is relatively dry, and these materials are still quite well preserved.

They are all high-quality military items, which are rare to see in ordinary times.

"Why didn't you see a gun?" The fat man muttered, and then he smashed open some boxes not far away.

Finally, the firearm was found.

"Lao Hu, Brother Wang, haha, look, 38 big Gaier!"

On the iron shelves on this side, there are many wooden boxes with firearms, all of which are Arisaka-style rifles, which are commonly known as "38 big covers" or "38 style".

All the wooden boxes were full of rifles and exclusive caliber bullets, all of which were new guns that had not been opened, and the mechanical parts were oiled.

Most of the Japanese soldiers are equipped with this, which is cheap to build, simple in manufacturing process, and not small in power.

As soon as the fat man found this democratic gun, he saw that he was happy with the hunt, grabbed one of them, pulled the bolt of the gun in his hand with a bang, and played non-stop.

At this time, Yingzi opened a long wooden box.

"Look, what kind of gun is this? How did you look like this? ”

A few people came over to take a look.

Even the fat man, who has been an expert in guns since childhood, does not know.

I pried open the boxes on the shelves one by one, but I didn't expect that this one of these boxes was a submachine gun, and the others were full of bullets.

The shape of this gun is also quite strange, a few copies of the British Stein submachine gun, but the magazine is inserted horizontally on the left side of the barrel, and there is an extra wooden butt at the back.

"Brother Hu, is this a crooked handle?" Yingzi asked.

Hu Bayi thought for a while and said: "This should be a Japanese-made 100-type submachine gun, because the production volume is very small, so it is rare, and this is the last equipment in the later stage of the war in order to deal with the Soviet army." This gun is much better than the 38 big cover, the small Japanese kind of broken gun only has a capacity of five rounds, non-automatic bolt machine rotation, the loading is too slow, and the recoil is particularly large. And even if it fails, it will only get stuck and won't go off, especially for melee combat! ”

The fat man and Wang Chao both nodded, and suddenly realized.

One thing is clearly recognized.

Then this is also a good thing, or a limited edition!

The fat man touched a shot and aimed around, but this submachine gun has no skill in use, and it can be used with bullets.

Wang Chao also picked up a handful, grabbed a handful of yellow and clear bullets in the box on the side, filled it in, and pondered beside him.

Followed by.

The big guy found dozens of boxes of grenades and some other rifles in this warehouse.

The big guys picked out some of the valuable materials and stuffed them in their bags, and Wang Chao also picked out two 100-style submachine guns, with dozens of boxes of bullets and ten grenades, all of which were carefully placed in the bag and stuffed to the brim.

These things may be of some help in the future crossing, but Wang Chao still has a little regret in his heart, looking at the cannons on the ground or something, but he can't take them away, it's a pity!

If only I could have a storage ring.

But it's just a matter of thinking about it, these two guns and grenades are brought back to the real world, and how to place them is a bit of a problem.

There are still a lot of materials in the warehouse, and other things are not very valuable to him, but they can be sold for a lot of money for a few fat people.

It's a full load.