At noon that day, the "construction site" suddenly became busy. Several of Prasad's men helped the staff carry their things, and he himself was not idle, squatting there to help the young man with glasses seal the precision instruments one by one with a waterproof bag, and the old man watched them work silently with his hands behind his back.

I learned from other people's mouths that this taciturn old man's surname was Qin, and the staff with him all called him Qin Gong.

The young man's surname is Chen, and everyone calls him Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen told Prasad that the staff had found an underground cavity under the water, and in order to facilitate further investigation, they were going to use it as an outpost, and most of the equipment had to be transferred to the outpost.

Xiao Chen seems to have a lot of trust in Prasad, and always takes the initiative to inform Prasad of the progress of the survey.

Prasad didn't really care about this, and years of experience taught him that he just had to take care of what he was doing, and the less he knew about the other things, the safer.

But the young man with glasses was very talkative, and Prasad's unsmiling became the best listener in his eyes, and he kept talking in his ear, even if he didn't want to listen, he couldn't refuse, and he couldn't gag the young man's mouth.

"Come down with us if you want, diving is a lot of fun, just try it once and you'll be hooked." Today, except for Prasad, everyone else is going into the water, Xiao Chen thinks that Prasad is afraid of diving, and sincerely invites him.

"Don't worry, with me as a professional coach, there will be absolutely no problems." It seems that in order to dispel Prasad's concerns, Xiao Chen patted his chest and guaranteed the ticket.

"How big is that place?" Prasad finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

He was also wondering in his heart, with so much equipment and so many people, can it be put down below?

"It's big, like an underground palace." The young man winked at him, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

It seemed that this discovery made them very excited, and all the staff were talking and laughing, but Qin Gong was staring at the waterhole with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful.

After everything was cleaned up, Prasad operated the excavator on the shore, using steel cables on the winch to send a large number of instruments and equipment such as oxygen cylinders and supply boxes into the water.

Qin Gong and the young man also put on wetsuits and dived down the tightrope together, leaving Prasad alone on the shore.

Originally, they planned to leave Prasad with a set of diving equipment, but he refused.

There is a reasonable reason to keep one person on the ground.

Prasad sat in the cab and couldn't help but frown as he watched the dark clouds in the sky.

Descending into deep water with so many people and equipment was a very dangerous act from his point of view. He didn't know what the young man meant by an "underground palace," but he knew that if anything happened, the bottom of the water would be the equivalent of a sealed coffin.

But he did not have the right to raise any objections, and the decision to set up an outpost under the water was made by Qin Gong. Prasad's order was to obey the arrangement and cooperate with the work of the engineering team.

The command is with Qin Gong.

There is a small screen in the cab, connected to which is connected to a fiber optic cable, which follows the equipment down into the deep water, and at the end of the fiber optic cable is an underwater camera, from which you can see the general situation under the water.

The young man kept in touch with Prasad via intercom.

"Here we are." The young man said.

Prasad stopped the winch, and judging by the length of the steel cable, the pool was at least 70 meters deep.

The depth was astonishing to Prasad, he didn't expect this seemingly inconspicuous waterhole to be so deep, far deeper than he could have imagined.

Visibility under the water is relatively low, and as soon as they reach the predetermined position, the staff starts to get busy, unloading things from the steel cables, and then carrying them one by one to the "underground palace".

Prasad stared at the screen for a moment and heard a crackling sound from the roof of the cab, a rainstorm coming.

This downpour was menacing, and there was a curtain of water between heaven and earth, and the rain from all directions was collected into the pool through the two rivers in the east and west. The water level is rising rapidly, and the excavator's tracks are about to touch the water.

"Outpost, this is the base, are you considering withdrawing? It was raining heavily and the water level was rising so fast that I don't know if it would affect the bottom of the water. Prasad spoke into the intercom with his advice.

"Got it, we've noticed it too, there's an undercurrent down there." The young man was wheezing with his words, and it was indeed very physically exhausting to exercise in deep water.

"Don't worry, the plan remains the same – there's one last batch of equipment left." Xiao Chen's words were very sure, which made Prasad give up trying to dissuade him again.

Prasad looked out of the cab, where the pouring rain had covered the glass so tightly that he couldn't see out the window. When he turned his head, he found that the screen was blank.

"Outpost, outpost, I can't see you anymore." Prasad said into the intercom, and there was a noise coming from the intercom.

No one replied to him.

Broken! No signal!

Prasad immediately judged that the fiber optic cable had been broken. It may have been hung up by a branch washed down by the rain, or it could have been accidentally pulled and broken by the team members while carrying something.

Now he has nothing to do but sit in the cab and wait. He now regretted that he had agreed so easily to let these people go.

Calming down, Prasad said to himself that the outpost should soon find out that the fiber optic cable was broken, and they should send someone back to repair it. The five members of the engineering team who went down were the elite of the Gurkha cavalry, and they also brought two underwater shooting rifles. They are a little more relaxed in Prasad.

Prasad looked at the waterhole outside, the water surface was whitened by the rain, and there should be a drainage channel under the water, I don't know if there is an undercurrent inside.

Prasad was staring at the water when he suddenly felt a jolt from the excavator.

Prasad was shocked.

After a few seconds, the heavy excavator shook slightly, and the steel cable made a screeching sound against the winch. Prasad looked up and saw that the winch was turning, the brakes had failed, and there seemed to be an incomparably large force under the water, pulling the steel cable and moving down rapidly.

Prasad's eyes widened, and he saw that there were fewer and fewer steel cables on the winch, and the steel cables of more than a hundred meters were about to run to an end.

Prasad was so frightened that he didn't care about the heavy rain outside, opened the cockpit door and jumped out.

As soon as the feet landed, only a few loud noises of "quack" were heard, and the steel rope was finally pulled to the end, and the heavy excavator shook and was pulled and slid to the waterhole!

After the excavator slid forward for a distance, it was probably stuck somewhere underwater, and froze in the water, leaving only the fuselage still shaking, and it stopped after a while.

At this time, most of the excavators that were originally parked on the shore have been submerged in the water, and only the cockpit is still exposed.

Prasad sat down in the muddy water, stunned as he watched it all.

Such a terrifying force is by no means human, what did those staff and Gurkha cavalry encounter when they went down? Are they still alive?

After a few minutes, a fine bubble formed on the pool, and after a while, a man in a wetsuit surfaced and slowly swam to the shore.

It's a Gurkha mercenary under his command!

When Prasad saw the comer, he hurriedly rushed to the water's edge and pulled him up, and as soon as he took off his diving mask, the Gurkha cavalryman immediately spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Let's go! There are monsters underwater! He struggled.

Prasad picked up the Gurkha cavalryman, who was foaming blood from his mouth, and ran to the shore.

Behind them, a large number of bubbles suddenly bubbled up in the pool, and a fishy smell began to fill the air.

Ignoring the changes in the water, Prasad laid the wounded Gurkha cavalry flat on the ground, took out syringes and drugs from his first-aid kit, and injected him with central nervous system stimulants.

This medicine improves respiratory and circulatory function and promotes the excretion of nitrogen dissolved in the blood.

When diving with scuba because of the pressure, the diver's blood will be mixed with a large amount of nitrogen, if it floats too fast, the nitrogen dissolved in the body tissues will quickly dissolve, and the blood will "boil" like beer foam.

After the injection of central nervous system stimulants, the Gurkha cavalry coughed a few times and sprayed a few more mouthfuls of blood foam.

Prasad knew that medication would only prolong his death, and that he would die without emergency decompression, but there was no decompression equipment at all.

Can't let him die so soon! Prasad must know what the hell is going on down there.

"What did you encounter? Tell me! Prasad asked, shaking his shoulder.

"He—they opened the gates of hell and unleashed evil and demons." The Gurkha cavalry said inarticulately.

Prasad was stunned, could it be that this mysterious deep pool leads to hell?

At this time, it was almost dusk, twilight was gradually falling, the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and a faint mist rose on the water.

The pool of water beneath the fog was tumbling, as if something was coming out of the water.

"Quick, run, demons, demons are out...... Gurkha mercenaries looked behind Prasad with wide eyes.

Prasad turned his head to see gray shadows suddenly appear on the misty water, and in the faint twilight, these "gray shadows" could be seen with slender claws and pointed mouths protruding. The exposed "skin" was bare, covered with a thin film of mucus.

These gray shadows float silently on the surface of the water, like sculptures.

Prasad stared at these gray shadows, and he didn't dare to come out.

Suddenly, the Gurkha mercenaries coughed violently again. Those gray shadows were startled by the sound, shrugged their shoulders, and their slender claws slowly stretched out, and there was a huge pair of wings attached to their backs, which were two or three meters wide when fully extended!

Prasad hurriedly covered his teammate's mouth, but it was too late. The gray shadow flapped its wings and flew up from the water.

Prasad didn't think much about it, he picked up the Gurkha mercenaries and ran towards the village, and after a few gray shadows flying in the air circled a few times, they suddenly rushed to the ground from the air like sharp arrows, and Prasad, who was running, was like a small rabbit, shrouded in the huge shadow cast by the gray shadows.