"You’re wearing short sleeves. Do you want to light a fire?" The king kong gun muttered and threw a lighter.
"I suspect there is a hole in this side" I pointed.
Light the dead branches to see more clearly, and all the smoke department floated in along the gap at the top of the cave.
"Come here," I shouted. I smoked it out and ran to a big tree to drink beer.
"What?" King Kong cannon came along with the bottle.
"Do you sleep during survival class?" I woke him up. "Look at this smoke."
"Why have they all gone?" King Kong cannon looked up.
"This says this side has" I nodded and said.
"Do you mean there is a hole in it?" King Kong Gun woke up.
"Yes!" I must have nodded "and not small"
"Then let’s dig it up and see if it may be a place to put guns and ammunition in the former war. If you pay it then, you may be able to make a contribution." King Kong Bao said it in a dream
I twisted the kettle to put out the fire. To be honest, I was curious, but I didn’t expect there would be weapons left over from the war. I was always curious.
"Ladder" I took out a small shovel from my backpack and shouted at the King Kong cannon.
"Come on!" King Kong cannon quickly moved the remaining beer along and squatted on the wall.
I stepped on his shoulder directly.
Tilting his head and waving a shovel to dig, the result was unexpectedly smooth. Without a few shovels, he dug a one-foot square hole, which was dark and could not see anything. In summer, he felt that the hole was chilly and air-conditioned.
"Do you have a hand barrel?" I jumped from the shoulder of the king kong cannon.
"What am I doing with that thing in broad daylight?" King Kong cannon slapped his shoulders with dust.
"I can’t see anything inside," I shook my head and said.
"Light a torch" King Kong Bao came up with an idea "Go out and cut two branches" and I accepted his suggestion.
This guy deserves to be an engineer detachment. Cutting down a tree is still very efficient. He dragged two pine poles the thickness of a bottle back in a short time.
"It’s too thick to make do." I quickly tied two torches with gun oil and two towels in the rifle accessory box
"Pull me after you go, and I’ll go first, and you’ll suffer." I squatted down to help the wall.
"What’s going on inside?" I looked up at my aching shoulders.
"Black paint hemp black can’t see anything. Come on," said King Kong Cannon, lying down and stretched out his hand to pull me.
"Hurry up the torch" King Kong Gun took out a lighter and lit the torch.
After observing the surrounding situation by the torch, the two of them couldn’t help taking a breath in a gasp.
"Old in this doesn’t look like a place to put ammunition ….."
Chapter 5 Dongshan Tomb
I like reading extra-curricular very much when I am reading. It is the ancient unofficial history Classics Institute that immediately judged that this place is not an abandoned warehouse, and this point is a grave!
The tomb is about half the size of a basketball court and about three meters high. The torch can barely reach the end. The northeast corner has slightly collapsed. A pile of gray square brick chapters are scattered all over the tomb. It is cold and dry, and there is a faint smell of smell.
It’s not the first time I’ve touched the grave, but when I first came into close contact with the real grave, the feeling was shocking, and the fear rose from my heart, making me feel cold and my hands and feet trembled involuntarily.
"Old cow, give me a cigarette." I tried to calm myself down from the shock.
King Kong Bao shivered and took out his cigarette case and handed it to me. I looked at the one left. Take a deep breath. "Don’t be afraid to look."
"You’re the one who’s scared. Is it not good if I want to touch dead things?" He was disgusted with me saying that he was afraid, punching his face and pretending to be brave.
"I didn’t say anything touching. I wanted to see it." I shook my head and said, "Besides, according to our current position, your shit is pulling someone’s grave."
The king kong cannon didn’t say anything, and we walked in with torches step by step, for fear that something might be said that the machine had been ambushed. Later, I felt that every step was on the ground, and my heart gradually became steadfast.
"There’s a coffin." King Kong cannon pointed to the raised stone platform in the tomb and placed a big coffin in the north and south.
"I saw it. Don’t touch it. Look at something else." I nodded and said.
I walked to the north side of the tomb with a torch in my hand, where there was a table. The King Kong cannon still told me that he was afraid and angry, and he didn’t seem to follow the pile of scattered blue bricks in the northeast corner.
I approached the table with a torch and found that it was an ancient table, similar in style to today’s table, nearly half shorter in length and slightly upturned in corners with spray-shaped decoration.
There is thick dust and insufficient light on the desktop, and you can’t see what material it is. There are two oblate bowls on the desktop, which are similar to the alms bowl when monks alms, and there seems to be some granular things in it.
In addition, there is a thin stack of paper on the table, which should be much narrower than the size of 32 papers we have now. I put out my cigarette and reached for it. I don’t know what year and month it was crisp in my hand, and a lot of paper foam fell off. I was secretly sorry, but I heard the sound of King Kong cannon, "It’s older than here. Someone has been here. Come and see it."
I slipped the ancient book into my backpack and ran over to see the king kong cannon with a white woven bag yelling at me, "I’m too old to look at it. It’s been stolen here. Look, there’s a hole here."
I looked down and found that there was indeed a hole in the tomb floor, which was about as thick as our common small water tank, and the edge was smooth instead of messy edges and corners.
"They must have dug up a lot of good things and put them in bags." King Kong cannon was wearing the white woven bag. I stretched out my hand and took the bag in King Kong gunner’s hand and approached the torch. When I took a closer look, my whole body hair stood on end, and my heart suddenly contracted and I was in a cold sweat. What kind of bag is this? This point is a white and green snake skin.
"Snakeskin, this is the serpent’s peeling skin." I threw away the huge snakeskin in my hand in horror and shouted at the King Kong cannon.
"Ah …" King Kong Bao exclaimed and turned the rifle from behind to his hand and immediately turned pale.
At this time, a sharp scream came from the cave-in hole, followed by a pungent smell coming from the hole of our foot.
The snakeskin alone scared us half to death. When the advocate came back, we still got the key moment. We were trained to play.
"Open your mouth!" King Kong cannon quickly shoved his torch to me and turned it around. It was a shot at the mouth of the cave.
"Boom!" Although the huge gunshot shocked my brain, I still had a conditioned reflex, and I grabbed the ejected shell casing like a fire from the muzzle.
"You go first" and "I’ll go first" both of us shouted at the same time. It’s not that I’m afraid of death and I have to run first, but that during training, the army stipulates that unarmed comrades should be evacuated first when there is a weapon pad in an emergency.