Chapter 343: Preparation
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"Why? How do you know this person? Have you seen him? β
I couldn't contain my surprise and asked.
It seems that Cao Mingzhe has been paying attention to this Hakka village all these years, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to know an old man who stays at home. Luo Lao is indeed the most incredible person in the Hakka village, and his mystery even surpasses that of Tang Yumo.
But Luo Lao only made me pay attention to his mystery, and Cao Mingzhe's words obviously made me wary of him, which I can't understand, is an old person who can't move still a threat to us? Also, let him enter the underground cave? Is it because the Hakka people have a bad brain or Cao Mingzhe has a mental problem. In my opinion, this is simply not going to happen.
"Mark my words. It is inconvenient to talk about other phone calls, meet and discuss in detail. I'll be waiting for you outside, and if all goes well, we should be able to meet soon. Your location has been confirmed, and you can check the specific course of action with Captain Lee. β
Although I still had a stomach full of things to ask Cao Mingzhe, the voice of a Hong Kong man was already coming from the other end of the phone. I reluctantly gave the phone to Jack, who is familiar with the search and rescue team from Hong Kong, so let them determine the response plan.
The biggest resistance to returning to the Hakka village is Ah San, and the Laotians have no choice and keep their mouths shut very interestingly. Even though Ah San openly and secretly encouraged them, the two Laotians did not raise any objections. It seems that the Laotians have never trusted Ah San, and they trust me even more.
When I returned to the Hakka village, it was already dark. But the strange thing is that I was standing at the top of the mountain, and I couldn't see a single light. It seemed that the whole village was falling asleep. But there was one place that was bright, in the paddy fields under the stockade. There is a dry land high above the paddy fields, and the entrance to the underground cave is there.
We walked down the mountain silently, I always followed Tang Yumo, we have entered the tiger's den, in order to increase a little safety factor, I must let Tang Yumo in my sight, if there is really an accident, controlling her will make the Hakka people have scruples.
Tang Yumo walked quickly, but fortunately, the stone road down the mountain was dry. Otherwise, I'm likely to lose track or fall over.
When passing by the bamboo building where we had once lived, I called out to Tang Yumo.
"I know you're in a hurry, but aren't you going to arrange a place for my friends to stay first?"
"It doesn't matter, let's go down first and let your friend deliver it. Otherwise, they won't be reassured. Will someone make arrangements for them, and the patriarch is also below, so can't he make arrangements? β
Tang Yumo almost only stopped for a moment and hurriedly walked down the mountain, not giving me time to argue at all. There was no intention to explain it to me. I resisted the urge to touch the gun, and my face became more and more gloomy. Since their patriarch is also there. Well, I hope this old fox doesn't play a moth.
Descending the mountain at such a fast speed is a great burden on the wounded, especially the fat man, who is not like Fumi who walks on his back, completely on his own. He followed me all the time, and although he did not speak after me, the sound of his heavy breathing let me know that this rapid march must have torn the wound in his back.
When he reached the flat ground at the entrance of the underground cave, the fat man was already sweating profusely. Glenched panting. If it weren't for the scar on the buttocks, this thing would have sat on the ground with a butt.
My eyes were immediately drawn to several figures, most of whom were acquaintances, Wu Bo and the two Hakka people who had entered the underground cave to lead the way, standing by the metal lid that pressed the entrance to the cave. There is also a person I don't know, maybe I know, but it's impossible to recognize at the moment because this person is covered with a face.
The fat man stood still when he stepped on this flat land, and I, all the way to Wu Bo, followed Tang Yumo all the time. People who can see their faces have ugly faces. There are many huge torches around the entrance of the underground cave, and under the light of the fire, the expressions of these people are like seeing a memorial service.
Tang Yumo approached and immediately asked, "Ready?" β
"Yes." Wu Bo finished briefly, and pointed to a pile of things on the ground.
I tilted my head to look, and there was a bow, a quiver full of arrows, a straight, round-headed knife without a point, and a few torches.
"Okay, let's go down immediately."
After Tang Yumo finished speaking, he first tightened the cloth belt in his waist, then picked out two rolls of stretched cloth from the pile of things, and began to tie his leggings. The movements are skillful and capable, and it is really like Wu Bo said, every Hakka is the best fighter.
At this time, I found out that except for Wu Bo, the other three Hakka people were all dressed the same. His clothes were tied around his waist, his leggings were tied, his bow and sword were carried diagonally behind his back, and his quiver hung from his waist. It's like going hunting.
I looked at the clothes of these people, but a chill welled up in my heart. It is estimated that they are planning to go down and fight with Black Manro, but are these weapons lethal to Black Manro?
I've been with Black Manroe, and I know that that thing is not afraid of anything except fire, and they use the most primitive cold weapons to deal with Black Manroe is no different from sending him to death, it is better to take more torches or something.
Actually, I plan to try to get a flamethrower the next time I go into the underground cavern, but this time it's not possible. But with such a group of people with cold weapons to team up to fight the boss, I think it is more likely to be tortured to death.
Even though Woober's face was darker than it was now, I stubbornly said to him, "Our backpack has been lost on the territory of Black Manroe, and we want to retrieve something from it, and the bow and arrow and knife will not work." We need combustibles, a lot of combustibles that can produce high temperatures, otherwise we will only be working in vain. β
Wu Bo looked at me expressionlessly. I guess there is an expression, and this expression is a black face, as if I am the protagonist of the memorial service.
"We're ready. Something else has already been shipped. As he spoke, he gestured with his gaze in the direction of the cave.
Only then did I realize that under the shaking firelight, the lid of the iron plate more than an inch thick pressed against the entrance of the underground karst cave was staggered. It seems that during the time we rushed back, the Hakka people had made all the preparations and did not plan to let us rest for even a minute.
Fortunately, I was mentally prepared and not surprised by this, especially after hearing Wu Bo say that I had prepared combustibles, and I had a glimmer of hope in my heart to complete this difficult task.
"When to go? Who are we waiting for? β
The questions I asked went unanswered. Tang Yumo finished beating the leggings and began to put the bow and knife on his back, Wu Bo looked at me silently, and the others ignored my questions and didn't look at me.
At this time, Jack appeared next to me and said softly, "Be careful when you go down, I've already asked for help." β
I turned to look at Jack and nodded. The people who found us had arrived, and Buazon stood beside the fat man with Fumi on his back.
At this time, I suddenly noticed that there were more figures around, but the distance was quite far away, and they were all in the dark, like ghost shadows, I knew that there were people around but I didn't know how many. All I know is that they are Hakka.
"It's all together. Let's go. Wu Bo suddenly shouted.
Two Hakka people ran out of the darkness and shook the winch. The large, heavy iron plate lid screeched to the side, revealing the entrance to a black hole.
I turned my head to look around, and my heart sank. (To be continued......)