Mantra

Chapter 273
Wang Hou who ran away suddenly was not found, I only saw a line of red letters on the wall.

Then, my body shook.

On the stone wall of the karst cave, the bright red fonts are mottled and mutated, but I still saw those words at the first time... Is it endless joy to fight against the sky, endless joy to fight with the earth, endless joy to fight with people? !
These words seem to be quotations from leaders during the Cultural Revolution!

Words with such a fighting spirit must not have been written by the ancients in Heilanbo City, and the people who could write these revolutionary quotations... only Xian Hongye and his grandfather's generation.

While I was looking at the mottled slogan written in red paint, Xian Hongye also got in through the hole.

Xian Hongye followed my gaze and looked at the big characters with surprise on his face: "This is the words in the quotations of great men. We may have come to the bunker of Project 74 again."

I nodded, moved the flashlight off the red lettering, and shone around, while constantly calling out Wang Hou's name.

At this time, I found that the style of the cave changed suddenly again, and the traces of the cave that existed before were completely replaced by regular blue brick sleepers and some steel skeleton structures.

On this side of the blue brick wall, even an amateur like me can see the traces and appearance that a national defense project should have, and besides those slogans, I also found a weathered wall that breaks when touched. Red flags, a few rusty sapper shovels, plus a draining battery and leftover compressed biscuits.

This section of the rammed road gives me the feeling that the ancient and the modern are combined. It is likely that the 74 Engineering Bureau has taken a fancy to this passage leading to the interior of Heilanbo City. Therefore, in order to shorten the construction period, it has been renovated on the basis of the ancients. Now it looks like black bricks and steel bars.

Looking forward, there are many forks in this section of the road, but it is a pity that almost all of them have been blown up, so there are not many paths we can choose. to some part of the ground.

While walking, I kept calling Wang Hou's name, but unfortunately, there was no response. It was as if he had been eaten by the brick tomb passage, and even the bones could not be seen.

I really don't know why he runs so fast.

There is no way, Xian Hongye and I can only tentatively walk along the passage a little bit, hoping that Wang Hou's pace will not be too fast, and hope that he can hear our shouts and join us as soon as possible.

Therefore, we had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward until Xian Hongye and I passed through a field of scrap iron waste and came to the end of this passage, and we had to stop.

In front of him, another "strange" space appeared.

Different from the previous stalactite tunnel, the underground space in front of me is very regular. It is surrounded by wood, steel and concrete reinforcements. There are iron seats and steel benches inside. On the dusty wall, I even saw one side. Red flags, a national map, and a military and civilian pictorial.

Everything here has a strong 70s style.

In addition to those political slogans, I also saw a pile of electronic equipment, which was piled up on an iron table in the middle of the cave, fanned with oilcloth, and only the wires were exposed.

I walked over and took the equipment on the table to remove the dust with my hands, and at the same time removed the oilcloth on it.

What was exposed in front of my eyes was a "Big [-]" military radio station, a very old communication equipment, but very solid, we had seen it in the "relay company" during the previous exercises.

Looking at these well-arranged old facilities, I suddenly understood: "This seems to be a 'communication command center', but it's a pity that the house has been empty and abandoned."

After I finished speaking, Xian Hongye suddenly stretched out her hand, lightly touched my shoulder and said anxiously: "Old Tian...he is still there, you, look over there..."

While Xian Hongye was speaking, she also shook the flashlight in the direction of the corner.

I turned my head and watched, and then I saw a row of dense corpses there.

These bodies... seem to be soldiers.

As far as the eye can see, the pile of corpses are all half lying against the wall. Because of the age, all of them are covered with fine hairy dust. The five-star cap badge can still be vaguely recognized.

I roughly counted them, and there were eighteen of them in total. They all seemed to have died while huddling together for warmth. Some of them looked ferocious, some of them were calm. In addition, I saw some of them holding blunt weapons...

As if they were fighting something before they died?

After counting the heads, I suddenly thought of Xian Hongye's grandfather, Xian Yundu. Theoretically speaking, if Xian Yundu really disappeared in this ancient underground city, then he is most likely among these soldiers.

So I raised my head and said to Xian Hongye: "You and I will search carefully! Maybe your grandfather is among them, but I advise you, whether you find it or not, you must control your emotions. The road ahead is still long. .”

When I was talking, Xian Hongye's overall condition was not very good. I watched her hold back tears and nodded, and then bent down to pick up the corpses one by one.

The first time Xian Hongye touched a corpse, she had made a lot of determination, and she carried the feelings of three generations of her family on her body, so she was extraordinarily serious and cautious.

Facing the ultimate goal of this expedition, I had no choice but to put aside the search for Lin Shaosong and Wang Hou for the time being. Amidst vigilance and uneasiness, I and Xian Hongye slowly inspected these corpses from left to right.

Because of the age, the mummies of these soldiers are very fragile, and I will drop a lot of fibers and tissues every time I touch them, but compared with the mummies in the "Ghost Banquet" just now, their weathering age is shorter, so the clothes , pens, sentence collections and other things are basically well preserved.

Therefore, not long after, I first found a pile of broken objects.

Although these things can't restore the events that happened that year, and they won't help us find the whereabouts of Xian Yundu, they also increase our confidence invisibly.

Sure enough, when I picked up the seventh corpse, Xian Hongye suddenly made a major discovery.

Xian Hongye rummaged through her corpse and found a small book with five red stars printed on it. When she spread the book, her face immediately changed slightly.

Xian Hongye held the flashlight, stared at the small book and read the gaps, and then said to me: "Old Tian, ​​I found a notebook, and here...someone's last words."

"Last words?" I scratched my head with the flashlight, and at the same time took the small book over, and looked at the contents recorded in the yellowed book under the light of the flashlight.

The truth of the 74 Project B case may be recorded in it.

(End of this chapter)