"Loyal bones buried in a foreign land, liver and gallbladder will eventually take care of each other" is the phrase left by the former division commander who died in Huangquan, and it is also the phrase of the standard hand-drawn field map located in the area behind this village.

Buck suspected that it was the printing house, the machine that printed counterfeit banknotes, and according to the new banknotes that had just been printed in the safe, Buck wanted to take it here and make some contribution.

But the old man was obviously more surprised, so surprised that his voice was a little oh oh oh oh in his throat, and Buck reacted to the word explosives, and threatened even more: "How many explosives are there!

The old man gritted his teeth: "No...... Not much, only a few dozen kilograms!"

If you can't get a gun, you can't get explosives, Buck is now completely an attitude that you can't eat a bowl of rice without meat: "Okay! Take me to get it right away, take it and we'll leave immediately!" Stretching out his hand, he pulled the old man up and carried it on his back, fortunately, the first aid kit on his waist that he was used to can also be provided to the wounded like a baby seat to share the weight, which is also one of the effective equipment of the military doctor, and he pressed the microphone in his ear and instructed Bell in Ukrainian: "Go and drive two cars to Amman at the entrance of the village and be ready to evacuate at any time, Balayev follow me to ......"

The hyena hidden in the dark is actually the most feared gunman, when Buck carried the old man through the village roadside, the villagers on the side of the road huddled together, a little afraid of the muzzle of the Balayev behind him, but the result of long-term exposure to guns will not be as afraid as ordinary civilians, and the footsteps are secretly followed, maybe it is a good choice to follow the village entrance.

This made Balayev slightly nervous, and kept his back to Buck and pointed his rifle towards the rear.

Buck was more relaxed, the old man tried to persuade him to go to the ancestral hall in the village to sit down and have a cup of tea, and waited for him to call someone to bring the explosives over, but he refused, he must go and see it, if it was really a printing house, it must be destroyed.

Obviously, his request to go to the place indicated by the hand-drawn drawings also coincided with the direction where the explosives were stored here, and the old man was a little speechless at his insistence, but he was not surprised.

Under the strong flashlight, hurried through a row of houses, Barayev used his rifle and a low roar to keep the villagers from daring to cross the houses, and Buck was already standing in the position marked on the small notebook with the old man on his back.

What a graveyard it really is!

Just like the small cemetery behind the church in Western countries, many stone monuments of different sizes stand unevenly in front of the bulging grave bag, surrounded by a wooden fence, and a horizontal plaque with eaves on the front fence door, on which the dragon flying and phoenix dance are inadvertently written, "Loyal bones are buried in a foreign land, and the liver and gallbladder will eventually take care of each other" , The plaque door frame is crudely made, the calligraphy is not wonderful, including the wooden fence is not a fine workmanship, it is completely the grade of desert island survival self-made, Buck put down the old man, he is sure what is here, otherwise the teacher who is far away in Canada will not draw this on his autobiographical diary-like book.

So now sneered: "Come on...... Show me your sincerity, or I'll notify the outside to shoot, and the thirty or fifty people who came with me outside this house alone are only enough for one magazine!"

It perfectly portrays the image of a ruthless and mysterious visitor.

The old man should have also gone through the process of psychological struggle: "That's it...... We have never been heroes in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression to save the country...... The ghost believes that who can counterattack the Communist Party now......" limped into the cemetery.

Buck opened the pistol buckle on his waist, held the rifle, and followed the old man calmly, thanks to his status as a military doctor, it is estimated that Fang Lingying will not be afraid of this feeling of walking in the cemetery on a cold and rainy night, and the flashlight is also looking left and right, it is full of men born at the beginning of the last century, but the time of death has been in previous years, but the further back, the larger the grave bag, and the time of death has begun to concentrate in the forties and fifties of the last century, the last row of grave bags is the kind of stone pedestal, with a diameter of more than two or three meters, Buck looks at the stone stele is obviously a lot finer, obviously marked as the brigade commander, staff officers and other official ranks are also a lot higher, and the last two large tombs in the middle are already more than one person high, and the area is also very large, Buck also guessed whether it was the place left by the teacher for himself, but found that it was densely engraved with names, and he swept it with a flashlight, and there were thousands of them, which was much more than the hundreds of people when the teacher fled to Southeast Asia!

It turned out to be a well-dressed mound, which seems to be a memorial to the graves of those comrades who sacrificed their comrades in the Anti-Japanese War, at this point, Buck felt that the other party was indeed righteous, and he also paid tribute to the brothers who died on the battlefield when he was far away, so this is also the warrior who killed the Japanese devils on the frontal battlefield back then, although in the end the boss stood on the wrong team, making everyone not a ghost or a ghost, and that period of battle really cannot be erased.

But this kind of love only lasted for a few tenths of a second, and the old man turned to the back of one of the large tombs, and there was no mechanism, just pushed the stone tablet with the name still engraved on the back to the side, and a pulley slid away, reached out to turn on the electric light inside, and made a gesture: "That's it, please! Take it all......

Buck stood behind the grave bag and watched the hole that he had bent down to enter, with a flashlight, the kind sprayed with U. S。 The dark green crate of the A sign, more than a dozen stacked on top of each other! Buck, who has always been in a dark state of mind to figure out other people, pushed the old man: "This is a few tens of kilograms?" It must seem that there is more than that, this old man was still in ambush just now.

The old man sneered and walked in: "The old man left behind, he could still follow the instructions and not embezzle, but now there is no old thing to discipline, and there is no income from opium tobacco, so he has already begun to dismantle and sell it for money, and these explosives can be sold for some money......"

When I opened the box, it was all TNT explosives in an American-style tin box, and when I looked at the time marked on it, it was indeed during World War II!

It may be more creepy to change people than in the cemetery, so many explosives, you can blow people to pieces casually, but Buck is familiar with the habits of TNT military explosives, in fact, it is quite safe, and turned his head to look at the empty area around him: "It used to be explosives?"

The old man nodded: "It turns out that they are all ......"

Buck swept the flashlight across the stone floor sprinkled with moisture-proof lime, and didn't find the slightest bit of printing ink or paper fragments he thought, but instead squatted down and picked up a bullet, a very strange bullet, anyway, Buck himself had never used it, the caliber was probably the same as the accustomed AK rifle, but it was a round-headed rifle bullet, a little rusty, and the metal head was already black and blue: "What ......about this?"

The old man, who was very accustomed to squeezing toothpaste, was helpless: "It turned out that a lot of ammunition was stored here, and later it was sold to various armed forces to modify guns and bullets, and now who still uses this." 30 rounds. After a pause, he explained: "The M1 carbine is special, this gun should be in the museum, who will use it?"

Buck clapped his hands and stood up and walked out, using a walkie-talkie to contact Baraev: "There are about 200 kilograms of TNT explosives here, you let Amman drive a car in, and then let the villagers in front of you come and load them for me!"

After talking about the arrangement, looking at the old man who came out, Buck persistently pointed to another clothed mound: "What about this side?"

Unlike the stone tablet that may have been moved from time to time, the stone behind the other tomb was covered in moss.

I haven't touched it for a long time.