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Chapter 713 The Last Level

"Baga, Corporal Aoi and the others have a problem with their phone, why did you ask the two of us to check the line, even if you want to sleep well at the sentry post, it's really damn."

A Kwantung Army soldier with the rank of second-class soldier was walking in a secret passage, waving a flashlight in his hand, muttering a few words in his mouth, with an angry expression on his face.

"Okay, we will do what the officers tell you. If the soldiers of the empire are like you, when will they be able to conquer China? Check the phone line quickly."

The first-class soldier next to this person frowned upon hearing this, with a serious expression on his face: "If an enemy infiltrates in, you and I will both go to a military prison. It's not a good place."

"A military prison? Can you sleep?"

"You can sleep forever."

"Ha, that would be a beautiful thing."

"Just in the dirt."

The two guys walked around a corner while making jokes, and suddenly found that two lights in front of them had gone out. The two stopped and looked at the eerie alleyway and swallowed.

The soldiers stationed here know that in order to ensure that no one knows about the underground laboratory and secret passages, the Kwantung Army headquarters silenced many Chinese people, and it is said that there are often troubles nearby.

The second-class soldier pretended to be calm, and raised his flashlight to illuminate the nearby broken lights: "Look, this place is simply the legendary Santu River ①, and the air is always so humid.

Not only the telephone line is broken, but even the strong explosion-proof lamp is broken. Do you want to go back and report it to your Excellency, the team leader, so that he can send technicians here for a comprehensive overhaul? "

The first-class soldier ignored him, and walked towards the end of the alley. Compared with Gui, the punishment の wooden gun of the sub-team leader was more terrifying, and he didn't want to have a swollen butt.

Seeing that his companions were unwilling to advance and retreat together, the second-class soldier had no choice but to curse secretly and stepped into the alleyway, whispering the strange stories circulating in the army while walking, trying to scare the other party back.

Ten meters away on the ground,
Zuo Chong heaved a sigh of relief. Just now when the opponent stopped at the corner and took a flashlight, he almost chose to take the risk of shooting. Fortunately, as expected, the enemy did not see them.

Hearing the vague conversation, he patted He Yijun on the right, pointed at the target holding the flashlight with the only light, and then stretched out three fingers to start counting down.

three,
two,
The first-class soldier hurriedly walked, raised his hand and tugged the [-]-type rifle rope on his shoulder, and the squad leader asked them to report the information within [-] minutes, and if they didn't hurry up, it would be too late.

When he walked to the broken explosion-proof lamp, he turned his head and glanced casually. It didn't matter. He saw a broken wire hanging on the wall, which was man-made damage.

He immediately understood that the phone on Aoi's side was not a faulty line, the first checkpoint was probably occupied by someone, who was the enemy, those anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese elements?

The man's pupils dilated and his lips opened slightly, but he heard a few slaps in his ears, and his body fell down weakly. When he closed his eyes, he saw the second-class soldier whose forehead was covered with blood.

"Aoi, Baga"

As he was dying, the first-class soldier spat out blood and muttered to himself, if Aoi and the other three were not incompetent and did not issue an early warning, how could he be ambushed, but where is the person who shot.

They clearly checked the surroundings, but they didn't see anything. Is it really weird? With this question, the unwilling private first class lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

A few meters away, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke spread in the alleyway, a wisp of blue smoke rose from the muzzle of Browning's gun, and several golden shell casings slowly rolled down into the gutter with a crisp sound.

two guns to the body,

One shot.

This was the special way Zuo Zhong and He Yijun entertained the two Japanese soldiers. The purpose was to ensure that the target died in the shortest possible time without giving the other party any chance to react.

The result was perfect. The two sides were only a few meters away. At such a close distance, professional intelligence personnel could hit them even if they closed their eyes, as long as they were not holding a Nanbu pistol.

"Make up the knife."

Zuo Zhong observed with his gun, and after confirming that the target was not a threat, he gave He Yijun an order. At the same time, he came to the private first class with a dagger in his hand, and kicked the rifle far away.

He made this move not because he was afraid of a sneak attack, but because he was afraid that the other party would pretend to be dead and shoot the news. There are many stories in history that fell short for Shan Jiuren.

Pressing hard on the shoulder of the private first class, Zuo Zhong stabbed the dagger hard into his temple. Looking at the target who didn't move, he was finally relieved that even the gods couldn't save him now.

And if he guessed correctly, these two people should be the guards of the second checkpoint, that is to say, now they are only the last checkpoint away from the underground laboratory.

victory is in sight,

The speed has to be accelerated.

He knew very well that if the people at the second checkpoint lost contact again, the Japanese would know that something had happened even if they were fools, and they had to attack the underground laboratory before the enemy could react.

Zuo Zhong picked up the flashlight and took a photo at the corner behind him, indicating that Lao Qiang, Wu Chunyang and the others could move on, then replaced the pistol with a new magazine and ran again.

He Yijun also finished repairing the knife and followed him quietly. The second-class soldier who wanted to sleep can sleep soundly this time, and no one will disturb him.

For the next few hundred meters, the two walked smoothly. The second checkpoint in the middle of the secret road was indeed empty, and Zuo Zhong didn't cut off the phone line without superfluous.

Once was an accident,

Twice there is a problem.

A few minutes later, they came to the last corner. According to the schematic diagram, the entire secret passage was less than 100 meters away, and behind it was the core area of ​​the underground laboratory.

Zuo Zhong carefully looked outside, and found that the situation at the third checkpoint was different from what he had imagined. There were no heavy machine guns, no Kwantung Army, and no people.

At the end of the alleyway, there is an iron fence that is tightly closed. Through the lights in the alleyway, you can see a few steel cables shaking slightly inside. This is not a checkpoint at all, but an elevator.

The Japanese divide the underground facilities into two floors, one is the work area, and the other is the secret passage. The two are connected by an elevator. Controlling the elevator is equivalent to controlling the only passage.

The fake villagers in Xiaoniujiaogou may have never entered the base, they just carried back the dirty clothes from the elevator here, or put the clean clothes in the elevator.

For confidentiality,

The Japanese really took great pains.

Zuo Zhong gritted his teeth and asked He Yijun to tell the people behind to follow up. He thought about the countermeasures in his mind so fast that he couldn't even see the enemy, and they couldn't do anything even if they wanted to attack by force.

Or wait for the other party to send someone down, take the opportunity to sneak attack and control the elevator.

But the uncertainty is too great. What if the other party detects that someone has infiltrated and refuses to get down? This kind of elevator with one-way control does not have a floor button for them to press.

Either climb up the elevator shaft and catch enemies off guard.

It's just that the Japanese would leave such an obvious loophole. The underground laboratory, which has spent countless manpower and material resources, has an undefended elevator shaft for intruders to use.

is it possible.

Certainly not.

If anyone does this, what is waiting for him is probably not an elevator, but a bullet or a bacterial weapon from the Japanese. The opponent likes to confuse their opponents with fake and real tricks.

Leaning his back against the wall, Zuo Chong told himself that every time a major event arises, he should be calm, and that he cannot solve the problem in a hurry, even if he can't find a way to get in, it doesn't matter, at worst, it will completely destroy this place.

Before Jinling sent tens of kilograms of powerful military dangerous goods, except for the part that cut off the railway and road traffic, there were about [-] to [-] kilograms left.

It is unrealistic to blow up the entire laboratory with such a small amount of dangerous goods. There is a large amount of soil and building walls as a buffer, and several hundred kilograms are not enough. This is the advantage of underground facilities.

If we start from other directions, such as triggering an explosion, fire, and thick smoke at the same time, can it burn or choke to death the researchers and guards in the laboratory?

Explosion, made of dangerous goods.

In case of fire, you can use clothes to support the combustion.

Thick smoke, and there is a flash bomb in his space, which contains magnesium.

With the help of the "natural" chimney of the elevator shaft, the fire will not be small.

Zuo Zhong seemed to see that the underground laboratory had turned into a sea of ​​flames. In the future, a person named Li Mei held a Tokyo BBQ, and he had to come to the Northeast BBQ to cheer the devils on.

The only regret is that we can't obtain the paper evidence of the other party's bacterial weapons test, but nothing in the world is perfect, and destroying this devil's lair is a huge victory.

"Tiger, how's the situation?"

At this moment, Zhou Mingshan came in a hurry. While talking, he looked at the elevator with his head in a daze. He didn't understand what was going on. Didn't he talk about checkpoints, Japanese soldiers and heavy machine guns?

So Zuo Zhong gave a brief introduction to the situation and proposed his own solution. The situation was urgent and he had to make a decisive decision. The enemy would not give them too much time to hesitate.

Zhou Mingshan was also a decisive person. He nodded in agreement, and immediately ordered the Anti-Union fighters to collect all incendiary items, make timed explosive devices, and prepare for action.

After arranging the work, the two people in charge walked through the alleyway and stood at the gate of the iron fence to look up. Because it was inconvenient to use a flashlight, it was pitch black and they couldn't see anything.

Helpless, the two could only return disappointed. When walking back, Zuo Zhong habitually lowered his head and crossed his arms to review the actions and plans, looking for omissions.

while walking,

Two shallow scratches on the ground caught his attention. What are these? Are they left over from the construction?

The four sides of the secret passage are made of high-grade military cement, which has high strength and is very wear-resistant. It is difficult to damage it by ordinary bumps, so there are marks on such a solid ground.

Then look at the depth of the scratches, the shallow ones are 2 cm, and the deep ones are 3 cm. The width of the single body is very uniform, and the width between the two scratches is also fixed at 5 meters.

This is very similar to a vehicle with a fixed wheelbase, and the imprint left by transporting items in the roadway many times. It is hard to say what it is, but it must be heavy, large, and wide.

kindness?
Something is not right.

　① Japan's Wangchuan River.

　　②The tools used by the Japanese army for spear and sword training are shaped like guns. Veterans will order soldiers to lie on the bed, take off their pants and hit their buttocks. The army version of the spirit injection stick.

　　
　
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