"Besides, where does the fire come from?" Ding Jun asked.

"It's magma, the boulder crevices are very deep, and there's magma underneath. That's right, magma. Master Baolong replied.

Ding Jun smiled bitterly and was speechless.

If a geological prospector says that there are oil, gold, and coal mines under the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, everyone may think that it is more credible, but the presence of magma in the ground on the Tibetan border is a rather illusory and absurd proposition.

However, Ding Jun believes in Master Baolong, because as the great master of the Kingdom of Bhutan, she will not talk nonsense, but will definitely speak fairly and rigorously, so as not to tarnish her reputation.

He withdrew his palm, and Master Baolong's movement of waving the golden hairpin slowed down, and finally stopped the frenzied action of writing and painting the national emblem of Bhutan, and slowly regained his calm. The ground was in shambles, and whether it was geometric symbols, flags, or national emblems, they were all in a mess and could not be distinguished.

"The force I know comes from magma, a hot liquid that is synchronized with the Earth's movements, capable of breaking through holes in mountains thousands of meters high. If a person can have that kind of power, even the giant Pangu who opened up the heavens and the earth in Chinese mythology, is it nothing more than that?" Master Baolong sighed and concluded.

"I have to get moving." Ding Jun said.

"Something big is going to happen, do you want to think about it?" Master Baolong's face was covered by a large area of shadow.

"I've thought it through, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger?" Ding Jun raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and swung forward firmly, making a "move" signal.

"Boom, boom......" A continuous explosion sounded. The key point of this micro blasting technique is to accurately calculate the amount of explosives used, and the destructive force generated by the explosion only endangers the building itself, and does not have excess parts of it entering the ground, causing innocent damage to the surrounding objects.

The walls of the temple quickly collapsed, sending up a cloud of soot and ash.

"Raise your vigilance, don't kill the enemy," Hollim ordered loudly, as if facing a great enemy.

The dust cleared, and the temple became a "pavilion" building supported by eight pillars, standing alone. The pillars were square, about two feet long, and were carved with large sections of scrawled Sanskrit.

"It was a stern warning of death, the living stopped, and the trespasser died. The script is ostensibly ancient Sanskrit, but it is actually Zhangxiong. I suspect that the ancient kingdom of Zhangzhung did not evaporate from the earth, but retreated into the mountains, buried in the ground, and all its subjects were self-sufficient and lived like a paradise. What do you say?" Master Baolong asked.

Ding Jun didn't answer, because the words and relics were not lethal and could be put aside for the time being. The most important thing at the moment is to order the team to eliminate the danger and quickly occupy the interior of the temple.

There are no enemies there, just stone carvings. If you look closely, you can see that they are not artificially carved stone statues, but living people who have been petrified and have not moved.

Ding Jun's lips moved twice, and he quickly counted them, and there were thirty-six petrified people, surrounding the center of the temple, forming a circle with a diameter of about ten meters.

"Hollim, turn on the radiation detector and don't act rashly." Ding Jun ordered.

Huo Lim is also extremely experienced in combat, as soon as Ding Jun reminded him, he immediately understood, opened his backpack, took out a small four-wheel detector scanning vehicle, pressed the switch, and sent it forward, and the scanning vehicle, which was slightly larger than a toy car, began to drive automatically. With both hands on the remote control, Hollim slowly approached the temple and walked through the ruins through the narrow passage cleared by the team into the temple.

"There was no reaction, no danger rays at the scene." Hollim reports.

The manufacturing technology and design concept of this scanning vehicle are the same as those of the American lunar rover and Mars rover for interstellar exploration, and it is an ultra-high-end product in the field of electronic equipment today, made of high-strength titanium alloy, and its sensitivity, power durability and impact resistance are thousands of times that of civilian equipment. Of course, the cost of a single vehicle is also quite expensive, the cost of a single vehicle is equivalent to that of an ordinary civil airliner, and only special units such as Area 51, which is supported by the state for an indefinite period of time, can afford it.

Ding Jun walked over, Huo Lim pressed the button above the remote control, and a seven-inch LCD screen lit up. The four-frame moving image in the picture comes from the four-direction camera installed on the scanning car, and the image is clear and free of interfering ripples. As the scanner approached the petrified men, Ding Jun saw that each of them was carrying firearms, some in their hands, some in their waists, and some discarded at their feet.

"It turned out to be ...... How could it be a backward weapon in World War II? Some of them have only been seen in textbooks, and now they should be sent to museums to collect them, no, no! Hollim suddenly whispered, looking back at Ding Jun's face, his eyes full of horror, "They are...... The explorers who arrived here during World War II have been petrified for more than 60 years, haven't they?"

Ding Jun nodded, and added in a calm tone: "Don't look at the clothes, just look at those guns, you know that they are the task force of the Japanese army during World War II." These people are all equipped with 16 pistols in the south, the combat pistols are mainly equipped with special units such as the plainclothes reconnaissance team of the Japanese army, which is characterized by being easy to carry, not attracting attention, using eight-millimeter southern bullets, the accuracy of a single shot is extremely high, and it can suddenly launch a charge when approaching the enemy, and more than five people can form a close-range assault fire, and the actual combat effect is unparalleled for a while, and it frequently inflicts heavy losses on the ** and Kuomintang troops on the Asian battlefield. ”

As an elite member of the special forces forces, he had a systematic knowledge of the weapons of the countries of the globe in the last century. The evolutionary history of firearms is a window into the changes in the strategies, tactics, and combat modes of various countries.

"Thank you for the advice." Hollim nodded frequently, admiring his five bodies.

Ding Jun suddenly thought of a question, so many people arrived here, not all of them came from the whirlpool of the river in the sky, but there was another passage. Moreover, Xue Wan also said that she fell into the river when she was a child and was rescued by a woman, and then survived by the underground river in a small boat. That underground river is another channel connecting the Valley of Petrification to the outside world.

"You came in from the Dark River, did you have any accidents?" Ding Jun asked tentatively.

Hollim immediately replied: "The Dark River is turbulent, and it took us a lot of effort to go against the current, and there is a 'Pilot-type' assault boat that has lost contact with two team members and some supplies. In my opinion, it is difficult to get in, but it is certainly very easy to leave, as long as you go down the river without any mechanical drive, you can easily reach the tributary of the Xiangquan River on the western side of the Himalayas. ”

Ding Jun breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Wan and Fang Qing were seriously injured, not only could they not participate in the battle, but they didn't even have the strength to cross mountains and mountains and travel long distances. He must find a smooth way for the two of them to retreat and relieve their worries. Even further, he himself had already made up his mind to die with Quan Xiangtu, and was willing to resist all the enemies with his own strength, in exchange for time for Xue and Fang to escape.

The process of Huo Lim turning his face to look at Ding Jun lasted for at least a minute, and it was only when the screen on the remote control suddenly dimmed that he turned his head in surprise, looked at the screen first, and then looked inside the temple.

"What's going on? Where's the scanning car?" He shouted to the team closest to the temple.

"I don't know, we can't see it, it must be blocked by a stone statue, right?" The team members replied.

Ding Jun only glanced at the crowd of petrifiers, and quickly came to his own judgment: "The scanning car is no longer on the platform, it may have fallen into a certain hole."

He and Hollim were about sixty paces away from the temple, and their vision was not clear, but the observation effect was still more than that of the team members in the vicinity. The reason for this is that he has long believed that there is a 'deep well' in the temple, which leads to the next layer of space. In other words, he indirectly acquiesced in Master Baolong's witchcraft and agreed that there were eight other identical mysterious buildings nested under the temple.

"The entrance to the cave?" Horim was startled, shrugged his shoulders, and was about to run towards the temple.

"Stop, don't go over yet, watch the video playback recorded by the scanning car" Ding Jun pressed Huo Linmu, only to find that the other party's body was trembling uncontrollably, and it was already in chaos.

Hollim couldn't restrain the trembling of his fingers, and pressed it three times in a row, but he didn't hit the playback button.

Ding Jun sighed, reached out to take the remote control, and quietly clicked the "playback" button. There are many sharpshooters, combat masters, and commanders and fighters with super intelligence in the SEAL team, but only a very few of them have reached the height of Ding Jun, and the rest can only be shot by the selection program like a big wave. The reason for this is that those people have the same problem of not being able to maintain a normal mind in a combat environment. To illustrate another example, the sharpshooter's performance in sports warfare is completely different from that of prone stationary shooting, and the later state may be able to shoot the heart with the gun, while in the former state, the gun is off target, and the bullet does not know where to shoot.

If you lose your normal mind, you will lose the magic weapon to defeat the enemy, and if you don't control yourself, you can't control the enemy.

Ding Jun, a top master of this level, does not have the problem of "gaffes and mistakes" under any circumstances, even after just a 100-meter sprint, he suddenly pulls out a gun and shoots, and he will score ten rings in a row.

According to the words of the Pentagon's psychological monitoring officer, people like Ding Jun definitely have a thunderous heart of stone, and even the tiniest nerve endings of fingers and toes are made of steel wire. They can do "Mount Tai collapses in front and the color remains unchanged, and the elk is in the left and the eyes are not instantaneous", they are the elite of the elite, the genius of the genius, they can command thousands of troops, roar the world, and be invincible in a hundred battles.

Therefore, Huo Limu's level can only be an ordinary commando captain, and as soon as Ding Jun made a move, everyone was willing to follow his subordinates and obey orders, without two hearts.

The scene flashes back to the moment when the scanner first entered the temple, and it weaved around the petrified man's legs, suddenly plunged forward, and plunged into the darkness. At the moment, its four high-definition cameras are still working, capturing the surroundings in free-fall motion. Ding Jun found more staircases descending continuously, petrified people standing on wooden lines in various postures, layers of temples, and carved stone Sanskrit characters with various scribbled brushstrokes......

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