Chapter 116: The Cave Robbery of the Year

"You've been here?" I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked. And not only was I surprised www.biquge.info but the fat man and He Tao also opened their mouths wide.

Lan nodded slightly. But just as I was about to continue, she looked at me and showed a look that she didn't want to continue. I had no choice but to swallow the question that came to my lips.

"Is there a way to open it?" I asked.

There is no object for me to ask in this sentence. Because I don't know who to ask now. Fatso? And Tao? Or has it been here before? Since Lan has been here, why have we encountered so many things before? Why are you still trapped in a cave and can't get out? Where did she go to that previous disappearance?

I believe Ran is on my side. But from the very beginning, a series of behaviors from the beginning gave me more or less the feeling that she didn't trust me. I was overwhelmed by this feeling, and I even had a very crazy impulse.

I hope you can give me a proper explanation. I looked at Lan standing in front of the door and sighed in my heart.

The fat man and He Tao also went up and began to check the gate in front of them. In the end, it was found that the gate had been sealed. And this kind of sealing is not to use locks or bolts to achieve the effect of closing, but to pour molten iron on the crack of the door, casting the entire iron door.

The fat man took a step back, looked at the iron door in front of him, and said, "No, the molten iron is dead." There is no other way but to tear this door down. ”

He Tao kicked the iron door, and the iron door made a heavy, dull sound. This means that the thickness of this iron door is definitely not ordinary. It may even be a blast door. If that's the case, we don't have the blasting tools now, and the four of us alone can't open them with our bare hands.

"You say ......," He Tao frowned. According to my understanding of the Japanese, if you really don't want people to go in, then why don't you just blow it up. That's a lot of trouble. ”

I nodded. Truly. If the Japanese retreated because of defeat, in order to prevent the Chinese from discovering that there was an underground fortress below, blowing it up was the simplest and most crude method. Because in this way, the things that cannot be taken away inside will be destroyed, and even if they are discovered, they will not be able to repair them. It's better than sealing this door. Moreover, compared with burying explosives, the method of burning molten iron and casting iron doors is really time-consuming and labor-intensive. For a unit that is going to retreat, this is definitely a way to drag it down.

While we were discussing this, Lan kept wandering in front of the door, as if checking for something. I looked at her and wanted to ask. But after thinking about it, I feel that she won't tell me anyway, so forget it. So he simply sat on the ground and planned to rest, while the fatter man and Tao were trying to figure out how to open the door.

"Why don't you ......" The fat man looked at the three rusty grenades hanging from his chest, and asked tentatively, "What the fuck?" ”

I rolled my eyes at the same time as He Tao: "It's still a question whether this thing can sound or not." Besides, even if it can ring, what if it rings before you leave? Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it can sound, it will be safe. But it's a fucking blast door. There's a lot of cotton sawdust stuffed inside, not to mention your three grenades, and another thirty won't necessarily explode. ”

When the fat man heard this, he said that he Zhao Ritian was not convinced. As he stood up, he said that he had to try to show us. What else do you say, if you can't blow it up, then the previous fixed-point blasting will be in vain.

I glanced at He Tao, and He Tao nodded and said let him try. Then tell the fat man to be careful, don't let the door open before the door is blown up.

The fat man answered, walked to the door with a shovel and began to look for a force point. But before the fat man could do anything, Lan suddenly spoke.

"I know how to get in."

The three of us were stunned at the same time, and subconsciously looked at her. I heard her continue: "Follow me." ”

The three of us looked at each other again, and the fat man nodded and followed. I looked at He Tao and had no choice but to follow.

said that he was keeping up, but in fact he didn't go far. That is, in front of the wall not far to the right of the door.

The fat man looked at the wall, and then at Lan. Just asked, "What's that, Sister Lan." This is a pure natural mountain rock, you don't want me to open a burglar hole to enter, do you? Such a hard stone, unless you use explosives to open the way, you can't get in. ”

"There's the hole we left behind." Lan said.

I suddenly got to the point.

"We"? Lan uses the word "we". In other words, she didn't come here alone, there were people who came with her. Who is it?

The first thing that came to my mind was the man lying on the burial platform in the Kunlun Mountains. Because that's all I know about Lan.

Lan walked up to Shan Yan and reached out and began to touch it, while squinting his eyes slightly, as if feeling something.

After a while, Lan's hand suddenly stopped. Then I saw that she was super fat and stretched out her hand and motioned for the fat man to shovel Luoyang to her.

The fat man answered, but instead of handing the shovel over, he walked up himself.

"Hey, Sister Lan. You're going to dig this place, right? Come on, I'll dig. ”

Lan glanced at him, didn't speak, took a step to the side, and told him: "Take this as the center of the circle, one meter in diameter." ”

"Okay." The fat man spat in his palm as he responded, picked up the shovel and began to dig.

When the first shovel went down, the fat man was slightly stunned. He Tao and I were also stunned. This was because there was no expected sound of the shovel colliding with the rock. The shovel was a little difficult, but it was firmly inserted into the wall.

The fat man said "um", pulled out the shovel, took out a piece of the thing he brought out, looked at it in his hand, and asked, "Damn, plaster?" ”

"Plaster?" He Tao and I were stunned again, and we also went up to check. It was found that it was really plaster.

"The Japanese were probably in a hurry and didn't have time to refill the wall, so they used plaster." Lan said.

The surface of the gypsum has been oxidized over the years, and the color is very close to that of the surrounding rocks. Coupled with the deliberate camouflage of the Japanese at that time, if Lan could not remember it and find the exact location at that time, we might still be sitting in front of that iron door and trying to figure out a way.

Now that the way to enter has been found, the next step is to open this thief hole again.

The fat man continued to work as a coolie, and it took him nearly an hour to finally reopen this hole of thieves after an unknown number of years.

(Now 245 collects, more 2,000, owes 20,000...... The peak of the collection is only 245--)