I kept vomiting the fluid in my stomach, and my lungs gradually filled with air around me, and my breathing became much easier. A violent cough ensued, and I almost arched myself into a shrimp, and the recovery of my breathing made me realize that I had choked on a lot of water. I coughed for a long time before my throat felt a little more comfortable, and I looked around with all my strength, and it seemed like it would take a lifetime to even lift my head.

I don't know how long this will last, just a few minutes ago I thought I was dead

It was pitch black all around, and Chen Zaihai and the warrior were lying on their backs on a rocky beach not far away. They're not much better off than I am, and they're all too tired to be human.

All of us have become chickens in the soup, and the feeling of the world spinning just now is as if it has thrown me into a huge roller, constantly throwing, constantly turning, and feeling that all the internal organs are about to burst out. But then Yutong said that we were more like rats washed away in the sewer, and I thought about it at the time and really felt that her statement was more appropriate.

I don't know where it was, I don't know how far we were washed away, except for the water-soaked miner's lamp, which had become flickering and dim, all that was left was a Type 54 that was running out of bullets, and a sapper shovel. Eighty percent of those two people over there are worse than me.

We really didn't expect this to happen, the situation really took a turn for the worse, we were separated from Talya, and what was even more terrifying was that we had almost nothing.

A terrible thought slowly crept up in my mind, is it torture to live now? That's probably how despair feels, right?

Once I reached the top of the tunnel, I managed to roll to the first floor of the cab with all my might. As soon as I arrived, I saw the iron wall that was supposed to be in front of the entrance, but I didn't expect that even this iron wall was exactly like our train.

The state of the iron wall is quite intact, it can be said that the damage of this first floor is not high, except for some broken pipes, there is no obvious distortion here, and it seems that the impact of the fall is all concentrated on the second floor.

I picked up the lamp and shone it behind the iron wall. The light spots reflected a pile of rubble, and the entrance was unusable, either from the outside or from the inside.

The strange feeling of immediacy after reaching this level has become much thinner, and the sticky feeling of maggots like maggots on the tarsal bones has almost completely disappeared, and now there is only a feeling of being there and nothing. What's going on? Could it be that what gives me this feeling is actually on the second floor? But I didn't find anything there. Or is this visual sensation simply an illusion?

I shook my head to sober myself up, don't think about these useless things yet, I haven't seen the inside of the first floor, maybe I'll find something.

Thinking of this, I lowered my head to confirm whether the rope on my waist was tied strongly, and in the last case, I still tied it again, but I didn't expect this action to really save my life later

Cautiously spared out from behind the iron wall, since the top of the cab was under my feet, now everything is the opposite, the total feeling is not so serious on the second floor, as soon as I come here, it will be completely upgraded. It's not like the second floor, where there is nothing but a coal pusher.

The location of the steam lines, the various gate linkages, the steam boiler and the hearth always gave me the illusion that they were about to fall and kill me. Now I have a lot of complaints about this relatively well-preserved layer. Like the layer, there is a lot of water vapor here, and since it is the location of the boiler, there is even a lot of water vapor in the area, and although the temperature has dropped, it still greatly affects the view.

Within a while, the miner's lamp in my hand was covered with a thick layer of dew, and I had to wipe it every moment. Eventually, even my own clothes were filled with moisture and became heavy.

As I have described before, the cab of this kind of train is relatively small, and it was very cramped for the three of me and Chen in Hightower at the beginning, so now I can see everything vaguely, and without this water vapor, Bacheng can directly see through it.

The steering rod is overhead, the hearth is at the end of the top, and the integrated boiler is directly embedded in the interior of the train. I'm very familiar with the configuration here, except for some scattered slag, there really isn't anything here.

What's going on? Why is there no trace of human existence at all? Could it be that the people who drove this train before did a big cleaning before leaving?

How do I think that Lin Yiru and Nie Chuanhui should have climbed out of this train, it is impossible to be so coincidental in time and location. Talia and Chen Zaihai were both on the same page, and it was very likely that I mistook the surviving members of the task force for the two of them, and I was noncommittal about my claims all the time. I've been holding my breath since just now, how could I possibly mistake people like that? Chinese see it as Soviet hair? Men see women as women?

Actually, I finally decided to come in to find evidence that I was not wrong. However, I was disappointed that it was as clean as if it had been licked by a mouse. The feeling of disappointment came naturally, and I couldn't help but have the question that had come up countless times again, what the hell was going on?

After that, I continued to rummage in this small cab, hoping to find any clues. The so-called hard work pays off, and when we opened a puddle of ruined cinders, we really found that there was something hidden underneath. I immediately gouged it out in ecstasy.

It doesn't feel very hard to the touch, it feels like something on paper, it could be a photograph or a document. There aren't a lot of them, and there are about five or six scattered them. I found a relatively dry place and laid them out one by one, gluing them all together, and it took me a lot of effort to separate them without destroying them.

Okay, so let's find out what they are.

I roughly scanned the pieces of paper with a miner's lamp, each one the size of my palm, covered with slag soaked in water vapor, the contents were not very clear, but it was supposed to be a picture of something or a person. These photos are all the same size, and they are old-fashioned gray-and-white photos.

I found a protruding steam line next to me and hung up the miner's lamp, then picked up a random one and carefully wiped it up with my cuff. The texture of the water-soaked photo has become very soft, and it will break when you poke it, and it is really embarrassing for me to wipe things, this kind of delicate work should really be done by women like Talia or Lin Yiru.

Anyway, I sweated for more than ten minutes, paid the price of wiping a corner, and finally cleaned up the chapter and its contents were revealed

It was a group photo, the number of people was not very large, and the location was not characteristic. It's a village that can be seen everywhere. I could see the low mud houses and scattered weeds. There are four main characters, and they line up in a line. There seemed to be someone else behind it, but it looked like the dark was in a hurry, as if something big was about to happen.

The overall image has a very oppressive feeling, although the expressions of the characters are blurred by the wet cinders, and the person on the far right has lost his head because of my mistake (his head should be on the broken corner). But I just subconsciously felt that when they took this picture, they were immersed in a strange feeling.

If I were to take out every individual element in this photo, such as the people, or the background, or some other little thing, I might not notice the slightest abnormality, and every single one of them would look fine. The strange thing is that when these things come together, my feelings completely change, they become extremely strange, their blurred expressions seem to be smiling rather than smiling, and they look almost the same as the posthumous photos.

Each of them wore a field uniform that I had never seen before, and they were probably wearing high-end field boots on their feet. Wait, I suddenly felt that I hadn't seen them at all

The shading on the garment, the style of the armed belt, plus the heaviness of the boots

That's right! Isn't this the dress that Lin Yiru and Nie Chuanhui wore before! It's exactly the same! Are they really the people I just met?

Thinking of this, I feel more and more that the figures of the two people in the photo are very similar to the two of them. There should be at least two women in the photo, a man, and the one without a face I really can't judge the men and women, it's too blurry. One of the two women with long hair is Lin Yiru, and I shouldn't know the other with short hair.

As for that man, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like Nie Chuanhui! I can't remember that skinny little look!

But the problem seems to have escalated again, and looking at the photos of people I know exudes this strange feeling, and the eerie atmosphere seems to be raised to another level.

I get goosebumps when I look at myself, and I always look back from time to time, because the feeling of someone staring at me from just now has come back.

One of the biggest questions is, when was this photo taken? Is it before our mission, or during it? I don't remember any of us with cameras. Could it be that the Soviet side brought a photographer with the army? However, in this kind of top-secret mission, there is always a need for someone to record and then hand it over to the big people to see.

But the question is, if the level of this photo is so high, why does Nie Chuanhui appear on it? He's just a small soldier, how can he have the qualifications to take pictures with people of Lin Yiru's level? To be honest, this picture kind of blinded me

Maybe we should see if there are any other clues above? With that in mind, I put this one back and prepared to reach for the other.

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