Too much! Too much!

With so many guns and ammunition, Ikaruga thought to himself how much he would be able to exchange if he had to free them up...... Canned beef! There are so many canned beef, I will use beef broth to wash myself in the bath in the future, and whoever sleeps on the canned beef.

What the? Panicked?

As long as you feel comfortable, everything that is not awkward is a trivial matter.

Turtledove jumped from the ceiling with joy, grabbing two miniature submachine guns from one side of the gun carriage and one heavy machine gun from the other side, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

But when his emotions cooled down, Turtledove had to accept the fact that he couldn't really dump all these things, and that he didn't forget that he still had a task to do, so he quickly found out where they put the explosives.

"Explosives, explosives, explosives, ......"

Turtledove muttered as he searched the room, and to his dumbfounded, there was so much stuff in the place, from pistols to machine guns, bullets to magazines, almost everything, except for the explosives that Turtledove was looking for.

"Won't it?"

Ikaruga was dumbfounded, but after a moment he thought that there would not be only one room in the munitions warehouse, and Schultz said that there would be explosives here, so there must be explosives here, and he would look for it in another room.

Listening to the sound of footsteps coming from outside the corridor, Ikaruga knew that someone was patrolling, he leaned against the wall, carefully judged the direction and distance of the footsteps, estimated that the patrol person walked into the distance, Idove opened a gap in the sliding iron door, and peeked out secretly.

There are indeed people on patrol.

The strong black man with an assault rifle in his hand was standing on the other side of the hallway, his shoulder against the wall, gossiping with his buddies downstairs across the stairs.

Except for the headlight at the top of the staircase, there was a row of small light bulbs at the top of the hallway, and the turtledove squeezed out of the crack in the door, carefully moving against the wall, and touched the door frame of the next room, he pulled open the iron door with his backhand, and got into it in a flash.

It's really bad luck for the turtledove, and there are no explosives here.

"It's weird," Turtledove, who searched the room again and found nothing, was about to scratch his scalp, "where the hell did that bastard Calvin hide all the explosives?" ”

The unwilling turtledove set his sights on the next room again, and he didn't know what the two buddies had to talk about, and they were still standing at the top of the stairs after talking.

While thanking them for finding so many topics, Ikardove felt unworthy for Calvin, whom he had never met, - they had worked hard to build a huge family business, but they were all rubbish under their hands, either thinking about drinking and eating, or in the mountains, how could they not be taken advantage of by others with their work spirit?

Shaking his head, the turtledove came to the next room.

"Finally, I found it."

The turtledove was so excited that she almost burst into tears, and the room was no longer a row of gun racks, but a pile of neatly arranged wooden boxes, covered with hay, sticking out of the gaps in the boards.

Picking a random wooden box and opening it, the turtledove looked at the shiny grenades, and wanted to stuff them into his backpack.

Since there are grenades, this means that they are not far from explosives.

After opening more than a dozen boxes in a row, the turtledove finally opened a box of block explosives tied with yellow tape, smelling the fresh smell in the air, the turtledove was filled with a great sense of satisfaction in his body and mind, and he finally gained something after looking for explosives for so long.

Putting pieces of explosives into the backpack, Ikaruga did not forget Schultz's instructions, the detonator can also be carried as much as possible, and his backpack looked shriveled and shriveled when he entered the door, and a lot of things were loaded into the turtledove after a while.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside the door.

The little heart of the turtledove instantly rose to his throat, and he stood there silently, not daring to move, - it seemed that the guard had finished talking about his daily affairs and began his routine patrol again.

Now the turtledove only hoped that he would finish his walk outside quickly, and then go back to the staircase to make small talk.

"What does it smell like, why does it stink so much?"

However, things didn't go in the direction that Ikaruga expected, and he suddenly remembered that he had come up from the sewer, and there was no time to bathe and change clothes halfway, could this not stink!

As the saying goes, this person is unlucky to drink cold water and stuff his teeth, turtledove lowered his head and sniffed his body, the smell is not much to say, and he heard that the guards outside were about to push the door in, and come in to find the source of the stench, he couldn't help but scratch his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and his whole body was full of excitement.

……

"Whoa."

The iron door was pulled open from the outside, and the dim light shone into the room, and the guard with the gun in his arms sniffed like a big black hound, but unfortunately he walked around the room and found nothing unusual.

Standing in the doorway for a long time, the guard muttered to himself:

"It looks like the sewer is blocked again, so I told that idiot not to eat so many chili peppers on duty at night, not to mention the bad stomach and the smell is so big, look at this smell, my God, my heart is really completely broken, I have to find someone to get through the sewer quickly."

……

The guard went out, but there was a stifled sound of vomiting in the room, and after a while, the turtledove came out of a wooden box, wiped the stain from the corner of his mouth, and almost resisted the urge to rush out and beat the stubbing guard to death.

"I can't eat spicy and eat so many chili peppers, why don't I kill you."

The turtledove hated it so much that he thought that he would have to crawl out of the sewer later, and suddenly he didn't take a breath, and almost fainted with a black eye.

……

The guards on this floor went to find someone to clear the sewers, and Turtledove took the opportunity to return to the room where he had jumped off, first throwing the backpack of explosives and detonators into the ceiling, and then erasing all the traces left by himself in the room as much as possible, and then climbed up.

The ventilation duct was so narrow that Ikadove couldn't carry his backpack on his back, but dragged it slowly and crawled forward, and it took him almost twice as long as he came, and he finally got back to where the ventilation duct and the drainage pipe intersected.

Rao is a talented madman like him, and he is also so tired that his forehead sweats slightly.

Trying not to think about what the sewage in this sewer was made of, Ikaruga gritted his teeth and climbed out of the drain, and when the searchlight swept the ground, he slung his backpack and spread his legs and ran towards the bushes not far away.

Because the speed of the turtle dove was too fast, and it was late at night, the nearby guards were all drowsy, and naturally no one noticed the figure of the turtle dove running by in a hurry just now.

One of the guards did not see the turtledove either, but he smelled a stench wafting in the wind, and in a daze, he fanned his hand in front of his nose, and he muttered quietly:

"I'll have to find someone to get through the sewers tomorrow."