It didn't take long for me to feel the cold swishing yin qi hitting people, it was summer at that time, even at night it can't be so cold, and then I saw a team of carriages coming from the direction of Xishan, the strange thing is that they had no sound, no one spoke, only bowed their heads and hurried away, and the carriage was full of corpses.

When the young soldier saw this, he was greatly shocked, and if it weren't for Deputy Platoon Commander Zou's explanation, he would have screamed a long time ago.

Half an hour passed one after another, and then the car caught fire and the troops were back on the road.

Lao Ding said, just now it was the Yin soldiers in my hometown who borrowed the way, we went to Xishan to dig a tunnel, which disturbed those Yin Spirits, and they were moving.

Platoon Commander Wang told Lao Ding to shut up, stop talking nonsense and shake the morale of the army, let alone talk about today's events.

Just walked not far away, a pull equipment of the old liberation suddenly rushed forward quickly, the front car pulled a large crane, the long boom straight into the old liberation cab, fortunately the driver is a veteran, hit the steering wheel urgently, the boom into the passenger cab.

Just two minutes ago, platoon leader Wang on the co-pilot had just gotten out of the car to direct traffic. After a loud bang, Platoon Commander Wang ran over and saw the boom passing through the window of the passenger cab and directly onto the equipment in the rear compartment, and his face turned green.

Looking at the driver again, his eyes stared at the crane arm passing by, and he was directly scared to pee.

After all, Platoon Commander Wang was a person who had passed through the battlefield, so he quickly came to his senses and scolded: "Why the hell did you drive a car?

The driver fluttered his head, the glass ballast on his hat fell straight off, and his face was full of panic: "The brakes suddenly failed......

Platoon Leader Wang shouted: "It's been an old driver for more than ten years, what are you doing when the brake fails?"

The driver's face was dead: "Where did you step on the accelerator, I wasn't driving it at all just now." ”

These two things quickly spread in the troops, and after adding fuel and vinegar, they were even more miraculous. Most of the soldiers in that era came from the countryside and had little culture, and for a time the whole battalion was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

At the swearing-in mobilization meeting, the instructor shouted into the loudspeaker: "In the past two days, there has been a unhealthy trend in the troops, some people chew their tongues, spread strange words, what the hell are gods, we must resolutely criticize this kind of feudal superstitious thinking, comrades, who are we? We are an invincible revolutionary contingent! We are a contingent armed with Marxism-Leninism-Mao Zedong Thought! We are great atheists!" It is our supreme honor that the party and Chairman Mao handed over this section of the railway to us, do you have the confidence to complete the task?"

Under the rostrum, there was a sea of mountains: "Yes!"

After the pledge meeting, the morale of the troops was high, and in the following months, the project progressed relatively smoothly. Now, with Platoon Commander Wang's mysterious and strange movements and expressions, the terrifying atmosphere that had disappeared for a long time has returned.

The excavator driver Huang Aman is a rookie egg, nicknamed sausage, with a wide sausage mouth, he doesn't know the height of his eyebrows, and said with a hippie smile: "Platoon leader, the excavator was blocked by something just now, isn't this the voice?

Lao Ding felt that something was wrong, and scolded casually: "Dig up your dead man's brain." ”

"His mind is full of bourgeois decadent thoughts!" Deputy platoon commander Zou had a stern talk with him once after the incident of borrowing money from the Yin soldiers, and his ideological consciousness improved rapidly.

Platoon Leader Wang waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The soldiers stared at the platoon commander and did not dare to make a sound.

Platoon Commander Wang leaned against the wall of the tunnel, did not hear any movement, and was puzzled, a truck-sized piece of loose soil above his head collapsed, and the soldiers exclaimed, and it was too late for Lao Ding to rush over and pull him.

Platoon Commander Wang's reaction also caught everyone by surprise, he seemed to instinctively realize the danger, and threw himself forward, and then rolled several times in a row, a set of beautiful tactical moves, and rolled under the excavator. Behind him, a large chunk of loose earth collapsed with a bang.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

At this time, the platoon commander Wang who was lying on the ground saw that the shovel arm of the excavator was slammed down with a screeching sound, this time the speed was faster than the collapse of the clods, and the platoon commander Wang saw the huge shovel head smashed down out of thin air, and he had no time to react, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

Everyone's hearts are in their throats again.

At the moment when the shovel head landed on the door of the Wang platoon leader, there was a "creak" and stopped in the air.

Huang Ah was in a hurry, grabbed the lever tightly, and sweated profusely on his face.

Deputy Platoon Leader Zou scolded: "Don't fucking mess around!"

Huang Aman shouted aggrievedly: "It wasn't me just now!"

Platoon Commander Wang opened his eyes, looked at the giant shovel on the tip of his nose with palpitations, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a dark red wet mud stuck to the shovel head.

Where did the wet mud come from?

Why this color?

Just as he was hesitating, a drop of muddy water dripped on the tip of his nose, and a choking smell made him dizzy.

He took off his gloves, reached out and touched it, it felt slimy, turned on the miner's lamp, and instantly his scalp was numb, lying in the groove, it was blood!

When the soldiers saw the shocked expression of Platoon Commander Wang, they surrounded him one after another.

"Stand back," Wang ordered in a loud voice.

At this moment, a strange cry of "coo, coo, coo" came from under the layer of soil beneath him.

Platoon Commander Wang got up as soon as he could stand firmly, and before he could stand firmly, he felt a shaking under his feet, staggered, took a few steps back, staggered to his feet, pulled out his May Fourth pistol, opened the safety with his hand, and stared at the ground with bated breath.

What the hell is going on underground?

Whatever it is, just shoot it in the head.

The warriors clung to the shovel hammer in their hands and widened their eyes as if they were facing a great enemy.

Strangely, something underground seemed to be quiet, and there was no more sound. Platoon Commander Wang tentatively took two steps forward, and at this time, the ground shook violently again, this time more like a trapped beast frantically breaking free.

Platoon Commander Wang jumped backwards in the air, his body lost its center of gravity, and shook twice.

"Platoon commander!" Lao Ding next to him wanted to go over to help him.

The platoon leader shouted, "Run!"

As soon as he said that, a stream of mud erupted from the ground, like a giant dragon rising from the bottom of the water. Platoon Commander Wang secretly shouted "not good", turned around and ran, but it was too late, and the giant dragon rolled up and Platoon Commander Wang was instantly dragged into the abyss.

Lao Ding and the excavator next to Platoon Commander Wang, together with the driver Huang Aman, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In that blowout, three railway engineers were missing, and an extra coffin was created, and the coffin was almost smashed apart, and dark red blood continued to ooze from the cracks.

This strange incident was listed as a top-secret file within the army, and no news was leaked in the society......

Lao Kan looked at my suspicious expression, and glared: "What, don't you believe it?" Hey, I said, you can go and have a look, go in the northwest entrance of Fushouling Station, and see if the word 'Liang Yan' is engraved on the twenty-third cement pillar of the platform. ”

I asked, "You carved it?"

Lao Kan: ", how do I know what others have carved!"

When Lao Kan said this, he suddenly fell silent.

I said, "Go on." ”

Lao Kan pouted and said, "Do you think I'm bragging, I'm bored, don't say it." ”

No matter how much I provoke, the old man will be in a bull's temper, and he will ignore what he says.