Indiana Jones

Chapter 349 Longfeng Tukou (07)

Miyata followed Saburo from a distance. To be honest, after Saburo appeared, he really felt more at ease. It wasn't that Saburo was so powerful, but that he no longer had to be alone. Sometimes some people need a companion, even if they can't help There can also be psychological comfort.

Saburo's status in the team is in the middle and lower, and he is not taken seriously, but he is not the kind who is bullied. All military qualities barely pass the test, of course, they are below the standards of soldiers in their carefully selected team, so Saburo is more capable than ordinary soldiers. He carried the bayonet all the way forward and walked carefully. In this kind of place, whether it is to avoid enemies or wild animals, he must be more careful. Now he only has this bayonet for self-defense. Although this thing is not very easy to use, it is much better than nothing, at least it can cut down some vegetation obstacles blocking the way.

Miyata followed behind with a gun in his hand and looked at Saburo who appeared and disappeared among the reeds in front of him. He knew that he could not really escape now unless he climbed over the mountain ridge in front, although there was still a long way to go to leave the mountain. But at least he could feel more at ease after crossing that mountain. As long as nothing happened during the process, it meant that they had escaped from the enemy's pursuit.

Miyata was making wishful thinking while walking, and suddenly found that Saburo in front of him had stopped moving, and his whole body was squatting on the ground like a clay sculpture. Miyata felt strange. Although he was a little distracted just now, it didn't happen in such a short period of time. What's the matter? He carefully walked up to see what happened, but when he got there, he realized that something was wrong. Saburo was squatting there with his own bayonet stuck in his neck. Seeing that the posture was that the bayonet was reversed and pierced directly. Still clutching the handle of the knife tightly, what the hell is going on?How could Saburo, who was fine just now, commit suicide?At this moment, Miyata suddenly heard movement behind him, he turned around abruptly and raised his gun at the same time, but before he could raise the gun, he was gripped tightly by a strong force, at that moment he saw a burly man Standing in front of him, but before he could see the face of the other party clearly, there was a pain in the neck, and then the sky spun, and his face fell heavily on the ground full of reeds. At that moment, he saw his own face. With the headless body and the figure on the opposite side, he couldn't see what the man looked like, but he recognized the long knife in the man's hand. The long knife was very familiar. It was his own saber, which was lost in the chaos last night. He never thought that he would die by his own sword. His ideal way to die was Guangru's seppuku while being intervened...

Before Miyata died, he didn't have a chance to see who killed him. Naturally, Lin Feng was not in the mood to let him see his face clearly. Where Miyata's headless corpse stood for a long time, Lin Feng lifted his leg He kicked and fell to the ground.

At this point, Miyata's team is finished, and there is no one left who was hunted down by Lin Feng. Although there are still a few wounded in the grass by the lake, it is impossible for these people to leave this vast mountain alive.

The battle on Si Xuanyi's side was also going smoothly, but he failed to wipe out all the enemies there. Although most of the enemies had been wiped out, a small number of enemies fled in all directions, and the entire team had been dispersed. Five or six people fled in different directions, and there was nothing to be afraid of. Everything went smoothly than expected, but the losses were smaller than expected. Si Xuanyi lost five people while leading a large team to kill the enemy, three They died in battle, and the two died in accidents. This was much smaller than what they expected before. In fact, this was all due to Lin Feng tossing the enemy all night, making them exhausted and fearful at the same time, and they had completely lost their fighting spirit. They get it easily.

"I never thought it would be so easy to kill the enemy." Si Xuanyi sat on a rock and looked at the lake in the distance.

"Easy? We lost five people and injured eight, including me." Zhao Chenggong was slashed in the back by the enemy. If Li Siming hadn't kicked him in time, half of his shoulder would have been chopped off by that slash.

"It's not bad. Originally, I fought these devils with the determination to annihilate the entire army. The casualties are acceptable now." Si Xuanyi stood up, "It's a pity that a few escaped."

"Don't worry, that kid Ye Feng will go after him and he probably won't slip through the net." Li Siming is still quite confident in Ye Feng, and he is most optimistic about Ye Feng among the newcomers this time.

"I hope he can succeed." Si Xuanyi turned around, "Go back."

"It's time to go home." Zhao Chenggong grinned and the ninja Li Siming helped him deal with the severe pain of the wound.

"I'm talking about..." Si Xuanyi pointed up to the direction of the hillside.

"Why do you want to go back?" Zhao Chenggong asked in surprise.

"Go back and see what the little devil dug up." Li Siming said, "Where is the best camping place, we have to take a rest before leaving."

There was no accident on the way back, and everything went well. As for Lin Feng and Ye Feng, there is no need to worry at all. They have their own ways to find it, and the worst is to light a fire and light a cigarette.

When I returned to the vicinity of Longan Lake, the woodcutter had already led two people to explore several places that the Japanese had excavated, and indeed found a lot of things, some tiles, porcelain fragments, pottery, and copper artifacts, which had turned black. of silver, metal, iron, etc.

"These little devils are already very close to their destination." The woodcutter held an incomplete porcelain pot in his hand. The place was spot on."

"So what if we find it? Is it possible that there is really something like the Golden Buddha Ruyi down there?" Zhao Chenggong really didn't think so.

"It has nothing to do with us, at least we have cut off the thinking of these little devils, don't always think that these ancient Chinese relics are so easy to get." Si Xuanyi said, "It's the same sentence, our purpose is to eliminate devils , rather than looking for something."

After a full rest, they spent some time sorting out the materials of the devils that they had seized since they were done. They kept all the usable ones, and discarded the useless ones. Don't throw them away, some are not needed on the way back, and some can't be taken away at all. After all, they have limited manpower, and no matter how many good things they have, they can't take them away.

When sorting out Cangtian Zhongzuo's belongings, they accidentally found a remnant of an ancient book, which was quite dilapidated, sealed in a box with glass, and each page was sandwiched by two pieces of glass, so they could be clearly seen Although the content on it is broken, some of the words can still be seen. After distinguishing it with confidence, the woodcutter determined that it was a private notebook in the late Yuan Dynasty, which recorded some strange things, part of which was to describe this The location of the temple, it seems that the little devil found this place by virtue of these.

"So that's how it is." Si Xuanyi said looking at the fragments of ancient books that were torn like old toilet paper.

"It seems that the little devils came here with preparations. There is actually such a thing as a guide. Judging from the quality of the paper, it should be dug out from an ancient tomb. These little devils are really trying their best to find our old man. Even if the things left by the ancestors are in the deep mountains and old forests, I don’t intend to let them go.”

"Why don't these lunatics want it? Manchuria's coal, ore, precious metals, and even labor are transported back by train or boat, and almost even dog shit is picked up and used as fertilizer." Si Xuanyi said, "Japan is a tiny place, All kinds of materials are scarce, and everything is regarded as a treasure.”

"The plundering of cultural relics, the destruction of cultural relics, and the extinction of culture are also the looming manifestations of the Japanese. How sinister their intentions are to sever Chinese civilization in this way, not to mention taking away things." The woodcutter said, "Although our operation was successful this time, But it's happening every hour of the day all over the country, and it's heartbreaking how many good things are being taken away."

"There is no other way. We can only try our best to reduce the losses in this area. Keeping one thing is one thing. After all, our ability is limited, so we can only minimize the losses." Si Xuanyi also knew that the woodcutter was right, but they There is no way, most of China is under the iron hoof of the Japanese army, so what can he do?

All of a sudden everyone fell silent. Although they had been in this industry for a short time, they also knew that this job was not easy to do. The higher-ups had their own goals and the lower-level had their own difficulties. To put it bluntly, it was still a deformed department fighting for power and profit. This has led to the current situation. They are not taken seriously when there is nothing to do, and they are troubled when there is something to do. They don’t look at it if they can do something to protect the cultural relics. Unless they get all rare treasures, they may even I didn't even look at it. Although this mission was successful, it only wiped out the enemy and failed to get anything of value. The only thing that can be handed over is a Zhongzuoguan knife. This thing is worthless. What kind of attitude is this, but although Si Xuanyi knows what the higher-ups want, he still prefers to do things, don't always play with those empty-headed things, at least this time they killed dozens of devils, this is the result No matter whether the higher-ups will reward them or not, for them, they have done something down-to-earth. The six or seven brothers who died in battle can be regarded as not dying in vain, and at least dozens of devils are behind them.

"Find a suitable place to spend the night tonight, and we'll go back tomorrow morning." Si Xuanyi nodded to Dakui, telling him to find a suitable place to camp. There is a tent to sleep in tonight, so he needs to take a good rest. After the night, everyone was very tired.

In the evening, Lin Feng and Ye Feng returned one after another, and all the enemies were cleaned up by them. Now they don't have to worry about any news leaking out, and the task is completely completed.

"Great, this is a rare battle of complete victory." Zhao Chenggong had a deep wound on his back, so he could only lie on his stomach, but this did not stop his enthusiasm for food at all, starting from Dakui He has been lying on the side drooling since preparing dinner.

The dinner was still very rich, with fish from the lake and wild duck meat, plus Japanese canned food and roasted yam.

Lin Feng took Miyata's saber and looked carefully at the fire for a long time without saying a word. Zhao Chenggong felt strange and asked him what is so good about a knife. Lin Feng gave him a sideways glance before he said that it killed a lot of people and was fed with blood. .

"So what?" Zhao Chenggong said disapprovingly, "Could it be possible that he can become a spirit?"

"That's not enough, but I always feel that this knife is a bit evil, but I can't tell exactly what it is." Lin Feng continued to look down at the knife, "This little devil has planned to do a lot of bad things."

"Then you still keep it?" Zhao Chenggong asked as he got closer to a roasted wild duck.

"What do you know, this kind of knife that has seen blood can ward off evil spirits." Fang Yuanshan said aside, he has not learned anything from the woodcutter, but his words are much bolder than before, and he has already dared to contradict Zhao Chenggong up.

"Little kid, don't you want to cut it?" Zhao Chenggong threw a piece of unfinished duck meat over and hit Fang Yuanshan in the face, "I tell you not to be too crazy, if I didn't look at the old man's face, I would beat you up." Do not?"

Fang Yuanshan didn't dare to speak anymore. He knew that Zhao Chenggong had a good temper and dared to speak out. Although he felt resentful, he still didn't dare to show it on his face. He just wiped his face and hid himself to get angry. .

"In ancient times, there was indeed an executioner's beheading knife to ward off evil spirits." Li Siming said aside.

"This shit is not worthy." Lin Feng lifted the knife and slashed in the air a few times, "The little devil's knife is well forged, but it's not easy to use, and it's not the best. It's the top grade."

"Then what are you going to do? Lost it? If you really want to lose it, just give it to me. I'll take it back and give it away." Zhao Chenggong said quickly.

"If it's still usable when you get outside, you can take it." Li Nanfeng directly stuck the knife on the ground beside the fire.

Zhao Chenggong didn't understand what he meant, but Lin Feng ignored him after asking, and finally had to give up.

"Don't worry about it." Si Xuanyi said to Zhao Chenggong, "We have to take this thing back and turn it over. At least it proves that we killed a major and a middle assistant."

They slept comfortably in the tent that night, and nothing strange happened, but after waking up early, they found that there were many strange footprints on the ground around the tent, and even Da Kui couldn't see what was left behind. They were dropped, but there were quite a few of them, and they were not small in size. I don't know what it was that came here last night, and even the sentinels didn't notice it.

Not long after the second day, Zhao Chenggong understood what Lin Feng said last night. This guy used this knife as a machete. It was really easy to cut horizontally and vertically. Under the slashing of the knife, it seemed that what he was holding in his hand was not a bulky saber at all, but a toy.

The way out of the mountain was much faster than the time when I came in, and I didn't encounter any weird things, which surprised everyone...

(End of this chapter)