5x-r1xxx-uctxthinley Yang asked, "What is a ghost signal?" How I've never heard of it. ”

I said to Shinley Yang: "You don't know, there has always been this kind of legend in the army, some troops stationed in remote mountainous areas, often receive inexplicable signals on the radio, these signals are intermittent, there are calls for help, and there are warnings, in short, the content is strange, the troops will think that there are victims calling for help when they receive such radio waves, and most of them will send people to the place where the radio signal comes from to search. However, those who go can never come back, just like the world has evaporated, and those ghostly signals will disappear immediately, so this is the legendary soul seduction signal. ”

In order to prepare for the tree, Shinley Yang had put on his hiking helmet on his head and said to me: "How can this kind of rumor of chasing wind and shadows be accurate? This sound came from the tree opposite us, and it had entered the scope of the tomb of the king, so every unusual situation could be related to the tomb of the king. We have to find out, and besides, if there is a trapped person calling for help, we can't die without help. ”

After Shinley Yang finished speaking, he used a pickaxe to hang on the thick vines on the trunk of the tree, and climbed up, the movement was very brisk, and he climbed halfway up in a few clicks. The two entangled husband and wife trees are about 20 meters high, and the canopy with a diameter of more than 10 meters covers the moonlight, and the branches and leaves and buds on the tree are too dense, and the height of the trunk can be seen within 10 meters with a "wolf's eye" flashlight under the tree.

Our searchlights have been destroyed, and the most powerful lighting equipment left is flare fired from flare guns, and this place has not yet entered the "Worm Valley", and there will be no extra supplies on the way, so we can't use it to the fullest. I saw Shinley Yang climbing higher and higher up in the tree, and I was very worried about her safety, so I hurriedly woke up the fat man in the sleeping bag and asked the fat man to answer under the tree, and then I also put on a mountaineering helmet and turned on the tactical spotlight overhead, grabbed the vine, and climbed up the tree with me.

The fat man had just been woken up by me, and before he could figure out the situation, he kept asking me what was going on under the tree with his "sword power", and I had just climbed to a third of the height, and saw the fat man spinning around with a gun like a headless fly under the tree, so he hung the crack in the tree with a pickaxe, stopped and bowed his head and said to the fat man: "Don't put the muzzle of the gun up, beware of the fire that will collapse me." There seems to be something in this tree, let's climb up and see what is going on, you are on guard down there, don't be careless. ”

At this time, Shinley Yang, who had climbed to the height of the old banyan tree, suddenly shouted: "There is half of the wreckage of the plane stuck in the top of the tree, which seems to be a plane of the US Air Force." ”

When I heard her words, I hurriedly used my hands and feet to find the spotlight on the Shinley Yang mountaineering helmet and climbed up, passing through the layers of various plants and flowers, and saw that the middle part of the canopy was caressing a dark thing with my hand. I couldn't tell if it was a plant or the wreckage of an airplane.

I climbed to Shinley Yang's side, and then I could see clearly, in the quiet moonlight like frost, there was a huge plane cabin upside down between two trees, the wings and tail were missing, the degree of damage to the fuselage was very high, and there were several large holes in the fuselage, and the holes were blocked by scattered objects, and it was impossible to see what was inside. The hatch had detached from the fuselage and had grown almost into the trunk of the tree, and the landing gear was stuck in the crack of the tree, and if you didn't climb to the top of the tree and look closely, you wouldn't have thought that there would be a section of the wreckage of the plane.

I turned my head to look at the tall and vast Shalong Mountain at the other end, and thought to myself that eighty percent of the plane had crashed into the mountain and shattered into several pieces, and this section of the cabin just fell to the canopy of the tree.

Shinley pointed to a large area of green mud covering the fuselage with a paratrooper knife for me to see, where a string of 5x-r1xxx-xx2 (x is blurry and unrecognizable) several letters were already illegible, I didn't know much about the rules of the US Air Force, so I asked Shinley Young: "US Air Force bombers?" The Flying Tigers who aided China during the Anti-Japanese War? ”

Shinley Yang said: "I haven't found the marks of the Flying Tigers on the fuselage, it should be the wreckage of the U.S. Air Force C-type transport plane." It may have taken off from the base in Calcutta, India, during World War II, to deliver supplies to the Chinese Expeditionary Force fighting in Burmachina, and if it was to support the Flying Tigers in the Chinese theater, there should be another mark on the fuselage. ”

I nodded and said: "This is not far from Burma, and it is said on the news that dozens of US military transport planes have been found in the area of the Shujiang Grand Canyon and the Gaoligong Mountain, which is very close to here, and in the three years from 1942 to 1945, no less than six or seven hundred planes crashed in southwest China on the Sino-Burmese border and the later Hump route, and I don't expect that one plane has crashed here." ”

The fat man was anxious waiting under the tree, and shouted, "Old Hu, what are you two doing in the tree?" And let me stand guard for the two of you underneath, what the hell is on the tree? ”

I broke the branch and threw it at the fat man under the tree from above: "What are you yelling about, we found a US military transport plane in the tree, and when I understand the investigation, we will go down and ........"

At this time, I suddenly remembered the knocking sound of the signal from the tree just now, and looked at the wreckage of the transport plane crashed like this, how could anyone still survive, what was the signal? Could it be the ghost of the crew pilot, the ghost is still lingering, and he is still calling for help.....

The clouds in the sky suddenly obscured the moon, and the woods immediately darkened, so I slowed down my breathing, held my breath, gestured to Shinley Young, and put my ear to the cabin with her, to see if there was still that weird Morse code distress signal inside.

It didn't matter, as soon as I put my ear to the cabin, I listened to three rapid tapping sounds inside, which came so suddenly that I was taken aback, and if I hadn't been firmly attached to it with a pickaxe with my left hand, I would have almost tumbled off the canopy and fell.

We didn't dare to make much movement from beginning to end, except for me shouting two words to the fat man under the tree, we all whispered, and we didn't hear the "ghost signal" again from the beginning of the tree, and then the sound suddenly came out of the cabin, because it was too close, it seemed that the sound was unusually clear, how could it not teach people to be frightened.

Shinley Yang and I glanced at each other, and saw that her face was also full of doubts: "Hell, there is really something inside, I just saw a broken iron plate on the top of the cabin, let's open it and see the situation inside." ”

Shinley Yang was not afraid, and I naturally couldn't show the fear side, so I nodded and agreed: "Okay, if there are still the bones of American pilots inside, let's try to bury them temporarily, and then bring back the identity tag, and the rest is to notify the American Consulate and let them come to retrieve the bones. ”

Shinley Yang said: "That's what I'm going to do, let's do it, in case there is a ...... in the cabin If there is something, I will use the hooves of the black donkey that touched Captain Kim. ”

I smiled calmly: "If there is anything, we don't have to be afraid of it, this is a military transport plane, maybe there are military supplies in it, preferably explosives and the like, and the fight of the king may come in handy." ”

I spotted a fork of a tree that could settle down and bear a certain weight, stepped on it to support my body, and installed a pid in the crevice of the tree that was fixed by tension, and then fixed myself and the pitons with a rope, and used a pickaxe to pry the rotten iron plate on the roof of the cabin.

Shinley Yang used a paratrooper knife to cut the plant vines wrapped around the iron plate, and assisted me to open the iron plate, because after more than 40 years, the plane was more seriously damaged, and was squeezed by the growing old banyan tree, this iron plate was pried by me, only half of it fell, and the other half was stuck, and it was difficult to use all its strength on the tree, and it was impossible to pry it anymore.

I lay in the hole in the cabin, trying to see what was constantly sending signals, Shinley Yang was holding a ****-style pistol and a black donkey's hooves to cover beside me, the tactical spotlight of the mountaineering helmet was far better in the jungle at night than in the hole where I couldn't see my fingers, and the effective irradiation distance of twenty-three meters was enough to see the situation in the cabin.

I looked inside and breathed a sigh of relief, hung my heart to my throat, and slowly turned my head over, the forest here was unusually quiet, and the sound of "Teng Teng" in the cabin came one after another, and every time it sounded, my heart was suspended a little higher.

The pillar of light from the headlamp shot into the dark cabin, and the first thing I saw was a pilot's helmet, as if the pilot's bones were just hanging under the iron plate that I pried open, but he lowered his head, probably the cervical vertebrae were broken when the plane crashed, and the head hung in front of the chest, the body was seriously deformed, and the gap was narrow, I couldn't see the degree of retention of the corpse under the helmet for a while, but it was certain that at the angle of the head and the body, it was impossible for a living person to make a posture.

When he was about to reach out and lift the helmet, who would have thought that the pilot's helmet, which had been hanging low, suddenly moved lightly twice, as if he wanted to lift his head hard, and every time he moved, there was a "poof" sound, the sound of hitting the iron sheet.

I'm already sweating at the moment, and I'm screaming secretly, bitter. This time it's definitely a zombie.,Since I turned the fight.,I've never encountered a real zongzi.,Only once I've encountered a corpse that was given an evil charm.。 Although that thing is very similar to a zombie, it is actually a completely different thing, since I was a child, I listened to my grandfather talk about the ancients, and I never mentioned zombies, what I was most afraid of hearing when I was a child was the story of zombies knocking on the coffin board in the coffin, and I really encountered it today, but I don't know if the black donkey hooves used by Captain Jin to restrain zombies since ancient times worked.

I used my pickaxe to peel off the broken pilot's helmet, and with my other hand I raised the black donkey's hooves and stuffed it over, but a golden gland suddenly shot out from under the helmet.....