Five flashlights swept back and forth in the bunker, and there were many corpses neatly placed around the bunker. Judging from the posture of these corpses, it seemed that they were not killed by torture. On the contrary, most of the corpses seemed to die calmly.

"It's nothing... I guess I was silenced... I often did this in ancient China." Old Liu took out his compass and looked at it, but there was no reaction. "Don't worry about these dead ghosts... It's not suitable to stay here for a long time... Hurry up and find a baby!"

This is a rectangular bunker, about ten meters wide and about thirty meters long. There is nothing except a dry bone. At the end of the bunker, there are two large iron doors, at least three meters wide. There are password axes similar to safe doors on the door, but they are much more complicated than ordinary password axes. There are at least ten layers of scales, and each layer of scale is divided into thirty numbers. Due to age, it has been seriously corroded.

"Such a big room... why is there nothing..." Zhang Guozhong felt something was wrong. Judging from the scene when he came in, the construction period should be very tight when building this hole. However, the huge bunker now has only a few bodies. Building bunkers inside this mountain should not be a small project. As for the house in front of him, if there were no large-scale engineering equipment and manual chiseling would take less than two or three years, how could it be wasted?

"I suspect... there is another exit here... or... a fake treasure cave!" With rich archaeological experience, Sun Ting also began to feel something was wrong. First of all, based on the analysis of the narrow entrance when everyone entered the cave, it could not bear too much earth transportation. If there was no other exit behind the iron gate, it could be concluded that the space behind the iron gate would definitely not be too large, or in other words, this was simply a fake treasure cave similar to the "doubted tomb" of the ancient imperial tomb.

"It shouldn't be fake..." Zhang Guozhong felt that the Japanese were not that bored. "Mr. Sun, according to your words, when Feng Wen repaired the treasure cave at the foot of the mountain, the Japanese devils were almost done. In this context of the hopeless trend, how could they still have the intention to repair such a fake cave? I think there must be another world behind the iron gate... Besides, didn't American experts also find out that there is a heavy metal reaction here? Scientific instruments shouldn't be lying, right?"

"I hope so... Axun... can it explode here?" Sun Ting looked at Alxun.

"A little... I'll try to see if plastic explosives can blow up the password lock!" Alxun hugged, touched the wet roof with his hand, and then walked carefully to the iron door.

"Fuck, it's quite thick... It seems to be filled with cement..." Alxun knocked on the iron door with a folding shovel, and the sound seemed a bit abnormal. "Are we thinking of some other way? I don't know how thick the roof is, and it may blow it up here..."

To put it simply, everyone doesn’t have much time at this time, and there are no large-scale drilling or cutting tools. What other methods are there?

"Blow it!" Sun Ting didn't care. Anyway, the task for Grandpa Zhaoxue had been completed, but Old Liu's head was different. He looked sad and waved his hand with a look of sorrow. He waved his hand with his teeth on his back.

Opening his backpack, Alxun took out the blocky plastic explosives, used a military dagger to pick the gaps in the iron door, and prepared to stick the explosives. "Slow!" Zhang Guozhong always felt something was wrong, "Senior brother, I think you have to set up a formation before bombing..."

"Designing the formation?" Old Liu was also stunned, "What formation is set up? I don't even know if the house can be kept if it is blown up, will it be blown away?"

"Senior brother, this door... is not simple..." Zhang Guozhong was beside the door, jingling the iron door with the hilt of the sword, "No need! Senior brother, you think, there was a corpse-refining cauldron at the door, and the entrance of the cave was sealed. Is it necessary to build such a door again? Also, there are so many dead people outside, whether they are suffocated and starved to death or poisoned to death, they should not die so comfortable, you look at them..." After saying that, Zhang Guozhong used a flashlight to illuminate the corpses on the ground, and saw the corpses with their legs together and their hands crossed in front of their chests. "Look, everyone basically has this posture, as if they were uniformly arranged after death, but if they were really placed after death, who was the one who put them on? Is it one of them? Then he also maintained this posture and died? Impossible, or... when they died, the hole had not been sealed yet?"

"Zhang Zhuang...you should learn more about the so-called Bushido spirit in Japan. If their superior officials told them that this was to be loyal to the emperor, then they would be very calm even if they died of torture." Sun Ting did not doubt the Japanese suicide complex.

"Mr. Sun, as you say this, it will be even more unexplainable. For the sake of the Emperor, you can die so openly. Can't you keep it secret for the Emperor?" Zhang Guozhong squatted down and carefully observed a corpse. "The upper and lower jaw bones are completely bitten. It seems that they are not panic when they die, and they are mentally prepared... The legs are tight and the toes are upward, which means that they deliberately maintain this posture when they die, and no one has moved after death; the fingers are naturally bent, which means that they are not suicide, and it doesn't seem to be painful when they die... It's so strange!" After a closer look, Zhang Guozhong really underestimated his psychology.

"This..." After hearing what Zhang Guozhong said, Sun Ting's eyes widened and he began to squat down and observe the corpses carefully, "Chancellor Zhang, do you... understand forensic doctors?"

"No, this is not a forensic doctor... This is the 'Funeral Observation Procedure' in Maoshan Technique. The successors of Maoshan in all dynasties used this method to analyze the cause of death of the deceased to judge whether his soul was an ordinary soul or a resentful ghost..."

"Can you starve to death or suffocate to death?"

"Not a big like..." Old Liu has always believed in the principle of soldiers coming to block water and soil. When they meet evil ghosts, they seal them up and save them when they meet wild ghosts. They never take this "Functional Art" seriously. When the master taught them, they didn't think they would really use it... Although the second five eyes of "Functional Art", since his debut, many dead bodies have been seen. Now, these dead bones have attracted the attention of Old Liu after Zhang Guozhong's words. They couldn't help but look down, "There are starving to death, and the suffocation to death are starving to death. People who starve to death are shrunk on their shoulders, and the waist and abdomen are usually hunched down. Most of the people who are suffocated to death are open. They have never seen lying so comfortable, only..." Old Liu frowned and thought for a moment, "It's like a sick or poisoned..."

"It shouldn't..." From a historical perspective, Sun Ting did not agree with this conclusion. "The Japanese soldiers committed suicide by cesarean section. In their military academy, cesarean section was a compulsory skill. They never said that they committed suicide by taking poison after defeat. They believed that taking poison was a manifestation of cowards. And according to records, when this treasure cave was built, the Japanese emperor had not issued a surrender edict, so they had no reason to commit suicide, and it was even more impossible to die of illness..."

"How did they die... does it have anything to do with the door blowing up?" Alxun looked at the watch with explosives, "We have four hours and seventeen minutes left."

"Don't worry first! Guozhong's words make sense! You have to set up a formation..." Old Liu stood up and frowned. He didn't know what was going on in the iron gate and what formation was being set up?

After discussing with Zhang Guozhong, the two decided to set up a "Dingmen Formation (Old Liu had used in Egypt) in the passage when they came down, which is a way to prevent complaints from coming out. Everyone pushed out the formation when detonating, just in case.

With a loud bang, the entire passage was neutral for a long time. The smoke produced by the explosion of this plastic explosive was very different from the detonator that Qin Ge brought back then. It made everyone cry. "Brother Ai, are you putting bombs or tear gas?" Wiping the tears with her sleeves, Old Liu took out the compass, and his eyes suddenly became loud, "No!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Guozhong coughed and walked up to the front of the compass, but saw that the compass was still motionless.

"Just... just now... just now... cough cough... just now I turned around several times..." Old Liu said, "I don't move again..."

"Maybe it was the explosion that shocked..." Zhang Guozhong raised Juque and was the first to walk out of the passage. If there was something, the guy in his hand should be considered the most powerful. "No matter whether these people were poisoned or died of illness, they should not be evil spirits. Let's act according to the opportunity..."

"How damn it... Is this a small atomic bomb?" Looking at the iron door that was blown open, Old Liu couldn't believe his eyes. Perhaps it was the reason for the corrosion transition of the iron door. He saw that the five points of Alxun loading explosives on the door were blown out of five large pits, and the original password shaft was also blown away. The door was filled with cement, which was thinner than everyone thought. The outer frame of the entire door was originally embedded in the rock, but it had been completely blown out at this moment. If you stretch your hand close to the gap between the door frame and the rock, you could feel an inward airflow.

"That's right! There should be an exit!" Sun Ting tried the airflow in the gap in the door frame with his hands.

Alxun handed two folding crowbars to Zhang Guozhong and Xiao Dasheng respectively. The three of them shouted and clanged, one of the two doors was pried open (because the cement inside the door had been blown a lot, so the portion was much lighter).

"What does this mean?" After entering the iron gate, Zhang Guozhong suddenly had an ominous premonition. He saw that the door was a pitch black passage. The depth of the passage was slightly wider than the passage when he was down, but it was still narrower, just over one meter. However, the passage entrance was as wide as the iron gate (about three meters), and went inward along the passage, as if it was a trumpet.

"What a fucking thing is that I took off my pants and farted..." Old Liu looked carefully at the four walls of the passage, "What is this?" He saw that there were many iron pins embedded in three or three on the hole wall on one side of the passage, the arrangement was very irregular, the thickness was similar to the index finger, and the part exposed to the wall was pointed, about five centimeters, and it was very scary when shining with a flashlight.

"It's not a hidden weapon, right?" Zhang Guozhong remembered some mechanical hidden arrows described in martial arts novels.

"It's not like a hidden weapon... it's dead..." Alxun moved it with his hands, and it didn't move at all, and it was quite solid.

"I said Guozhong, don't be stupid. Beating the Japanese devils is a matter after the Republic of China. Do you think it's the Thirteen Tombs?" Although Old Liu also found it strange, at least he was sure that this was not a hidden weapon. He could make airplanes and cannons, so he could still use such a hidden weapon?
Chapter completed!